Billy Jean unfastened her seatbelt then just leaned back against the seat for a second to try and relax before she went in search of her new employer. She’d only meant to close her eyes for a second, but the next thing she knew, someone was knocking on her window asking if she was okay or not. Startled, she opened her door to find the sexiest looking man she’d ever seen staring at her with more than a little concern.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked, crouching down next to the open door.
“Um, yes. Guess I was more tired than I thought,” she said. “Can you point me to Laredo Marshall?” She moved to step down from the Pathfinder and nearly fell when her legs gave out.
“Whoa, there. I don’t think you’re doing so well. Let’s get you up to the lodge first.” The wickedly handsome cowboy swung her up into his arms without warning.
“Hey!” she yelped. “Put me down. I can walk.”
“Couldn’t prove it by me.”
“I’m just a little tired. I’ve been on the road for a long time. I’m okay now,” she argued.
The ornery cowpoke ignored her, carrying her effortlessly up the steps to the lodge. Billy Jean fumed inside at being hauled around like a damn sack of groceries, albeit a comfortable one. Not to mention that the one doing the hauling might be ornery, but he was still delicious to look at. She’d never been one to turn down a free ogle when it was staring her in the face. Come to think of it. He sounded an awful lot like Laredo had over the phone.
Please, Lord, don’t let this be my new boss.
“Here we go. Sit tight, sweet thing and I’ll get you a glass of water.” He deposited her carefully in an oversized club chair then disappeared.
She looked around the nice-sized room to find that it held groupings of chairs and couches on one end where a massive fireplace took up the center of one wall. The other end had several tables and chairs and a gorgeous copper-topped bar with barstools along it. With the various bottles lining the shelves behind it, she determined it was an actual bar.
Before she had time to look around more, the sexy cowboy returned with a glass of water and a plate holding a sandwich of some type. He handed her the water then set the plate on the table next to her.
“Go ahead and take a drink. I made you a ham sandwich, too. You look plumb worn out. I figure having something in your belly would help,” he said.
To her embarrassment, her stomach picked that moment to announce to the world that she hadn’t eaten more than a pack of cheese and crackers in over ten hours.
“Thank you. I guess I am a little hungry.” She quickly took a drink of the water to hide her awkwardness.
“Sorry, I should have introduced myself. I’m Laramie Marshall, Laredo’s brother. Were you applying for a position on the ranch?” he asked as she took a tentative bite of the sandwich.
She covered her mouth as she chewed and swallowed the obviously store-bought lunch meat that he loosely called ham.
“Actually, I’m the new chef. He offered me the position Friday night and I’ve been driving ever since to get here. He said he was in desperate need of someone to cook,” she said, silently agreeing with the man.
First, the tall drink of water standing in front of her roared with laughter, and then he stopped and scowled down at her as if she’d just broken their best china.
“You weren’t supposed to get here till Tuesday. It’s a thirty-hour drive from where you lived. How in the hell did you get here today?” he asked.
“If you don’t have anywhere for me to stay yet, I can sleep in my car. That’s what I did on the way here,” she began.
“You what?” The sound of a second sexy voice bellowing behind her had her cringing in her chair.
“I think you heard her right, Laredo. She not only drove too fast to get here, but she risked her life sleeping in her car instead of getting a hotel room. I thought you said she was smart and even had her degree,” her supposed rescuer mocked.
“Don’t you dare treat me like that! I have my…”
“Lady. It doesn’t matter how many degrees or certificates you have if you don’t have enough common sense not to sleep in your car, especially somewhere you know nothing about. You could have been robbed or worse,” Laredo said.
“Well when you don’t have money for a hotel room, you do the best you can. I picked state parks, and since I had locks on my doors that you don’t have on tents, I think I was pretty damn safe,” she snarled back.
Billy Jean stood up, jamming her hands on her hips completely riled up now. How dare they chastise her? They didn’t know her much less have any say over what she did. Then the reality of the fact that she was arguing and yelling at her new boss set in, and all her sass deflated like a cheap balloon.
Both men drew in deep breaths and relaxed slightly in the process. She prayed that she still had a job after that little blowup.
Little? Face it Billy Jean. I acted like a bitch.
“I’ll understand if I’m too much trouble to fool with. I mean, you’re all about horses and everything,” she began.
“Stop it,” Laredo said with a low growl. “You’re ours and we care about you. We aren’t going to change our minds because you’re afraid of horses, Billy.”
As if to prove his point, he brushed his lips across hers in a soft kiss before applying more pressure and pulling her out of Laramie’s arms to roll onto his chest. Her quick squeal was swallowed by him as he took advantage of her open mouth to claim it with his tongue and teeth. Billy moaned as he twined them together, exploring the hot recesses of her open mouth.
When he finally pulled back, she was a breathless mess of nerves with a pussy that was on fire with need. She prayed he couldn’t feel her juices as they slid across her inner thighs. She suddenly became aware of his rigid cock pressing against her inner thigh. He felt huge there. When she started to move off of him, he groaned and pressed tighter against her.
“Fuck! Don’t move, darling. You feel so damn good. Let me catch my breath first.” His raspy voice would have been amusing if she hadn’t known how uncomfortable he had to be.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“Don’t be. I wouldn’t miss having you pressed tight against me for the world. I want you so badly, I can taste you on my tongue.”
“You do?” she all but squeaked out.
“Can’t you tell? I’m so hard I could break rocks on a chain gang. Just being near you has that effect on both of us, Billy. You’re sexy as hell,” Laredo said with a smile.
She smiled back, tentatively at first, then with more feeling. Knowing that they really did still want her helped cement her decision in her mind. She wanted them, too. The risk was worth the chance to be with them.
Grinning down at him, Billy wiggled her hips, causing her pelvis and thighs to rub over his groin and subsequently, his hard-as-steel dick. To her surprise, Laredo rolled them over until she was beneath him. Poor Laramie had to scoot off the edge of the bed to keep from being smashed.
“Hey! Warn a guy next time.” He chuckled and walked around the end of the bed to climb in on the other side.
Laredo ignored his brother, nipping at her chin instead. He slowly made his way around to her ear where he sucked on her earlobe before licking and kissing his way down her neck. When he backed down her body to expose her breasts, Billy had the sudden urge to cover herself, but didn’t get a chance when the man latched on to one of her nipples. Before she could get used to him sucking on the distended nub, Laramie took the other one in his mouth and drew on it even harder.
A moan escaped from her mouth as she buried her hands in their hair, holding them to her. It felt so good. She’d never imagined that having two men make love to her would be so appealing until she’d met them. Right that moment, nothing could have convinced her to push them away. It was amazing. Each draw of their mouths on her sensitive peak sent a sharp tug on her clit until she was close to begging them to take care of the ache building in her cunt.
Evidently Laramie got the point when his hand slipped between them and a callused finger slowly pushed between her thighs to tease her pussy lips. He ran it up and down the slit without actually entering her. To her embarrassment, she began rocking her pelvis in an attempt to push his finger inside of her. She ached to be filled, and he was teasing her mercilessly.
“Laramie. Please,” she panted.
He chuckled against her breast. Laredo released her nipple with a soft pop and grinned down at her.
“What is he doing, precious?”
“Oh, God. He’s driving me crazy. Make him stop, Laredo. Please make him stop!” She nearly screamed as Laramie rubbed lightly over her clit before slipping back down to torture her slit.
Laredo looked down her body, his grin growing even wider. “Wouldn’t you like to taste her sweet nectar, brother? She was the best-tasting peach, all spicy and tangy.”
Laramie moaned against her breast then released her turgid nipple to kiss his way down her belly until he hovered just above where his finger still tormented her. She glared down at him until Laredo clamped a finger on her nipple and pinched it, jerking her attention to him instead.
“I can’t wait to see your eyes when you come, darling. I want to watch you come apart as my brother eats your delicious pussy. Then he’s going to fuck that sweet cunt while I find out how it feels to have that hot mouth around my cock,” he said, his voice deep and raspy.
Billy Jean nearly came just from his words. Never had anyone talked to her like that. It was dirty and it was hot all at the same time. She stared into Laredo’s eyes as he lowered his head and licked across her nipple. At the same time, Laramie lowered his head to her pussy and blew across her wet lips. Goose bumps popped up on her skin as she shivered in reaction. They were going to kill her.