Box Set #69: Country Roads Complete Trilogy (All 3 books for $3.99)
In Sex Drive, Lucy Malone returns home to Tennessee, far from the stock car racing limelight. As her distant and recent pasts collide, she rediscovers a love she never lost. Rex and Luke McDavid are ready to pick up where they left off and claim the woman they’ve always adored. Unfortunately, a villain from Lucy’s past resurfaces and spoils their plans. Can the McDavids protect Lucy from those hell-bent on destroying her? And how far will they go to do so?
In Pole Position, Princess Sterling was abandoned as a girl and only avoided homelessness by a chance encounter in the mountains of Kentucky. Thanks to Brant Levy and Colt Manning, she enjoys a life of racing royalty. Even after a successful racing career of her own, Princes dreams of reuniting with the cowboys she knew long ago. Years later, Brant and Colt intend to locate Lucy while she is in town for a race. As soon as they see her, they know they aren’t just hooking up with an old friend. They’re about to seduce the woman they plan to love.
In Bang the Blower, Julie Jenkins should’ve died in one of the worst crashes in drag racing history. Now she faces rehabilitation with two stubborn cowboys. Duke and Hank Hinman are troubled by Julie’s accident and build her a stock car with her protection in mind. When tampered brakes nearly put her in the wall, Julie reevaluates career choices. Someone wants to kill her. But who? Duke and Hank vow to protect Julie, though winning a race is difficult when the opponent won’t show his face.
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The dildo she’d use to tempt them was dipped in lube. Luke ran the tip down the seam of her ass, pressing the end between her globes. “Relax,” he rasped, spreading her.
She mumbled against Rex’s dick, fingering his balls as she sucked him, lapping at the end until he was crazy, stark mad. “That’s it, sugar. Blow me, baby.”
Lucy’s little head bobbed over him. She found a pace they both enjoyed, suckling his cock, kneading his sac. He held her hair off her neck, watching as his dick disappeared between her cheeks. Occasionally, he’d pull out and watch her tongue stretch to reach him. He’d feed himself to her then, one inch at a time.
Her tongue flattened against the head, tipped the crest, and slid down his shaft. She sucked his balls, tenderly licking him at the base.
“Holy shit, that’ll be the death of me.”
She tried again, but he denied her. “You’ll make me come, subbie.”
“That’s the idea,” she said, arching a brow.
“You want a mouthful?”
“You know I do, Master.”
“Will you swallow?”
She licked her lips. “Every last drop.”
“Dear God,” he growled.
“You’re telling me,” Luke said.
Watching with heated eyes, Luke rubbed her apple-shaped bottom. He raised his arm, and quick, hard smacks fell against her ivory skin.
Lucy jerked and bucked. She moaned aloud. “Delicious.”
Twirling his fingers around her nipple, Rex longed to pleasure his sub, break the rules he planned to follow.
Her mouth tightened around his penis. Lips rolled over flesh as she performed quite possibly the best blow job he’d ever enjoyed.
Five smacks later, and an erotic fusion of jumbled words praising their pleasure sent him to the brink. “For the love of God, woman, you’re killing me here.”
His stance changed. He advanced between her cheeks, nodding to his brother, who inserted the toy in one hell of private place.
The thought of where the shaft was placed sent Rex over. He pumped his cock as she sucked him. Watching the way she performed turned him on. His dick thrummed inside her mouth, pulsing as he slid across her tongue, tapped the back of her throat.
“Oh holy hell!” she screamed, his cock slipping away from her lips as she adjusted to the impalement. She rose to her knees, but Luke restrained her.
Luke’s long fingers stayed with her, his arm twisting and turning, rotating the dildo to a deeper position. There was no question of the spot he’d found as he prepared her rear passage, probed her back hole.
Rex used her head for balance, gently swiping away the locks framing her face. “Suck me, sub. Take me to your throat.”
“I can’t,” she whined, her neck stretching forward, her chin tilting upward.
“Are you telling me no?” Rex asked, cupping her cheek. “We know what happens when you deny me.”
Her ragged breathing became broken. Tears pooled in her eyes. “There’s too much pleasure, not enough pain.”
Ah, and that’s what he’d always enjoyed about Lucy. The fact that she liked rough sex, desired more than they could ever supply, inspired the Dom within. In fact, she coaxed him out.
He nodded at Luke. The spankings continued. Rex ran the tip of his cock over her full bottom lip. Noting the moisture left behind, his mouth watered. He longed to taste her, and he dipped down for a kiss, jabbing his tongue in and out of her mouth, guiding her hand to his dick as he searched her mouth for satisfaction.
Breaking the kiss abruptly, he pushed her head down on his swollen cock again. Dragging her tongue across the slit, she was painstakingly slow. She flattened the middle of her tongue directly over the opening, paying too much attention to that one area, working for his pleasure, seeking his cum. She was after a satisfying conclusion, and with her determination, unless he stopped her—and oh, he didn’t think he could—she would bring him to release.
Luke shoved his hand between her legs, leaving the dildo wedged inside her ass. “Oh my God, yes! Don’t stop. Higher!”
“What’s he doing to you, lover?” Rex asked, grabbing himself at the base of his shaft. “Tell me.”
“He’s fucking me.”
“Fucking you?” Rex asked, arching a brow.
“With his fingers and the toy!” she exclaimed, rolling her hips forward and back, bucking wildly against Luke’s lap and so wrought with her own pleasure she failed to satisfy her Master, her Dom. Him.
“I’m close,” she whispered, gasping every few breaths. “Oh Rex…Luke, I’m so close!”
Brant moved toward her, stalking her open mouth like a man on one hell of a mission. He held his cock and pressed the tip to her mouth, dragging his penis back and forth. She stared into his knowing eyes and rubbed her lips over the swell of his head, flipping the crest with her tongue while she tantalized and teased.
“Were you a good girl while you were gone?” Colt asked, running his hand over her hips and ass.
“No, Sir,” she said, pressing her chest against the cold metal furniture while mumbling against the tip of Brant’s slick shaft. The cool, slick top was soothing, and she was quite relaxed there.
Colt stepped behind her and positioned his cock at her back hole, pressing his lips to her nape as he dragged his tongue back and forth over the thin hairs scattered at her neck. Brant thrust inside her mouth with the tip of his cock tapping against her throat. And Colt slapped her bottom.
“I’m glad you were a bad girl,” he whispered at her ear. “I don’t know what to do with good little girls anymore.”
“Me either,” Brant said, tossing his head back over his shoulders and grinding inside her mouth.
She sucked and bucked, slurped and moaned, and within seconds, her bottom was well prepared, her puckered hole flexing as she fought to encourage impalement. Instead of fucking her ass, Colt continued to tease, watching as she taunted Brant.
She whipped her tongue around Brant’s size and then rose to the tip, whispering sweet nothings against his length. “What do you want, Brant?”
A dry chuckle left his lips and he yanked her forward, pulling her away from Colt in the process. He carried her to the sofa where he stretched out across the cushions, careful to ensure her body flattened against his.
Once there, he penetrated her right away, stuffing his penis inside her so rapidly she gasped with the sudden invasion. “There, baby,” he crooned. “Now we’re both happy.”
“Oh yes,” she whispered, clenching around his dick as his cock stroked her pussy.
As he fucked her, Brant slid in and out of her cunt with a slow speed, working his thick dick inside her walls deliberately as he nipped at the fullness of her breast, tweaking a nipple with his hot tongue.
Seconds later, Colt joined them. Sucking his middle finger, he grabbed hold of her hip and separated her ass cheeks, rolling the digit right outside her anus.
“Oh God,” she breathed, thrusting her hips back as she searched for something far more satisfying.
Brant fucked her pussy with hard thrusts, pounding inside her while Colt continued to play, working the pad of his finger right inside her back entrance.
“Hurry, Colt,” she encouraged him.
“Hurry, you say?” he asked, leaning over her back and pressing his lips to her ear.
“Yes, please, Sir.”
“I know how to please you,” he promised. Then, he slid inside her back hole and penetrated her with long, deep strokes.
She stilled at first, trying to allow her body time to accommodate them. Then, she rocked between them, wiggling her ass against Colt’s cock as he hammered forward.
Brant eased in and out of her pussy, and the slower his pace, the more Princess tried to inspire him. She looked down, trying to view the point of penetration, flattening her palms against Brant’s hips as she rolled with the punches, going front to back and accepting what each man gave.
BANG THE BLOWER
Duke removed the dildo and thrust his tongue between her folds as quickly as he tossed the toy. She released a sigh of relief, bucking against his lips. At the same time, Hank cupped her breast, tweaking her nipple with his thumb, rolling the little bud in a circular motion.
This was why she’d never been able to move on without the Hinmans. They held extraordinary power over her body. They owned her heart.
One touch and she was melted butter. One lick and she was pure cream. She could literally come on contact, particularly after they’d left her alone to anticipate the forthcoming activities.
Her next breath caught in her chest as Hank’s mouth hovered over hers. Duke’s full lips occupied her intimate ones, and each man kissed her with an unforgettable tongue.
Hank’s tongue made a claiming like never before, and their kiss was deep and passionate, hot and enticing. Duke’s mouth petitioned for a climax that was bound to come. He dove between her folds, lapping at her so rapidly she could’ve sworn the devil made him do it.
Sipping at her lips, he moaned as he plunged inside her, twirling his tongue higher and higher, providing her with the most intimate kiss a man could possibly offer his woman. “There,” he whispered, nudging a finger into place. “Here,” he crooned, adding another two.
“Oh God, Hank, it’s so good.”
“Hank, hell,” Duke grumbled, covering her entire opening with his mouth as he ate her pussy, jerking his head from side to side as his tongue went to work with a new speed. Oh, heaven help her. Now, she was close.
And just when she was about to explode, Duke towered over her and, without a second to spare, he grabbed Hank’s goodie bag, ripped a foil packet with his teeth, suited up in record time, and rammed inside her.
“Fuck, yeah,” he breathed as soon as he gained his seated position.
The strokes were quick and heavenly. She turned away from Hank’s lips, and he held her head so he could look into her eyes as Duke screwed her. “Feels good, doesn’t it, my little submissive?”
“Oh God, yes,” she breathed, locking her legs behind Duke’s back.
Hank’s fingers scraped over her nipple. He fisted his cock and, staying to the left of her head, he dropped his dick between her lips, feeding her an inch at a time.
Now she couldn’t cry out as Duke rode her. She couldn’t tell him what she needed, or demand more than what he was willing to give.
“That’s it,” Hank crooned. “Show me how much you like sucking cock. Make me a believer.”
Her tongue wrapped around Hank’s thick dick while Duke pounded inside her, his penis thrumming inside her walls as she clenched and closed around him. She tried to use her inner muscles to keep Duke lodged between her folds, but he was breaking down her defenses.
She mumbled against Hank’s shaft. She knew to ask for permission to come, a task quite difficult to accomplish when a man’s penis was pulsing at her throat. She grunted as Duke hammered inside her. Batting her eyelashes, she sucked harder as she drew Hank all the way to her tonsils.
“You need to come, don’t you, submissive one?” Hank asked, keeping his cock buried to the hilt.
“Hmm…” she managed, swallowing the tip and releasing him halfway.
He refused to pull out and let her tell them of her wishes. Instead, he kept screwing her mouth.
“Good God, she’s tight,” Duke crooned, pushing the weight of his cock as deep as he could go. “She’s like a virgin.”
“Then that can only mean one thing,” Hank said, pulling out enough to let her drag her tongue across the slit. “You need to come, don’t you? You need to get off because it’s been a long time, hasn’t it, sub?”
“Yes,” she whispered, pressing her lips to his crest as if to give him a firm, closed-mouth kiss. She pulled him between her cheeks again, flipping her tongue over the end of his cock, deliberately fluttering her tip against his shape.
“Good hell I love that damn tongue of yours.”
“Hmm, hmm. And I need an orgasm,” she teased, releasing him again. “Please.”
She was there already, and Duke wasn’t stopping her. He must’ve felt her walls collapse, the way they vibrated against his shaft.
“Come, Julie!” he screamed, fucking her like a wild man. His cock pounded inside her as she sucked Hank all the way to her throat, refusing to let him pull out until they’d all found their pleasure together.
Reaching that old familiar lover’s rhythm didn’t take long. Without a moment to spare, a pause or delay, they rocked in tandem, moved in time.