Payton Ryder glanced at his best friend, Andrew Filley, from the corner of his eye. They’d been Montana State Police Officers together for more than five years and in the same unit for more than two and a half. During that time they’d been in countless dangerous situations together, stuck up for each other, and protected each other. Not to mention the countless cups of coffee and fair number of beers they’d drunk together.
Right now, they were doing the latter in a strip club along one of the major state highways. They had the next two days off, and they were celebrating the temporary reprieve from the hectic life. It was hard to come down from the workweek without blowing off some steam. The music changed to a slightly different but no less ambiguous techno song as a new girl stepped up onto the bar that doubled as a stage.
Ryder took a swig of his beer trying to decide how to start the awkward conversation that had been filling his head for days. He’d known Andrew a long time. They were good friends—best friends—and there was nothing that he would keep secret from the other man. This, however, was a secret of a different kind, and the thought of bringing it up was making it hard for him to breathe. He attempted to loosen his tie before remembering that he’d changed hours ago. The neckline of his T-shirt wasn’t letting in as much air as it should.
“Would you just spit it out already, man?” Andrew asked, shaking him from his thoughts.
“Spit what out?” he returned.
“Whatever it is that’s had you all screwed up for the last couple of days. I only suggested that we come here tonight because I thought you were missing the female half of the species. The strip club normally fixes your off moods, but tonight I don’t think you’ve looked at one single woman up there. Some of them have been damn fine. You need new glasses or something?”
Ryder ran his fingers through his hair and looked around for a waitress. What he needed was a stronger drink. Spying a woman carrying a tray of empty glasses, he waved her over and ordered two shots of whiskey.
“Seriously, Payton, look up. That girl is smokin’. What is wrong with you?”
Looking up, he realized that the dancer Andrew was referring to was right in front of him shaking her ass in an effort to get his attention. His partner covered for him, whistling at the cute blond before slipping a bill into her G-string.
Ryder attempted to give her a smile as she walked away, but she was already working on the next customer. He really was out of it. The waitress returned, dropping the two shots on the bar in front of him. He slid one over to his partner and then rolled the other around in his fingers.
“You ever think about settling down?” Ryder asked by way of a conversation starter.
“Settling down? That’s what this is about? You meet a woman you didn’t tell me about or something?”
“No, that’s not it.”
Ryder hesitated again. He’d never know unless he asked, but this could destroy their friendship. “You remember Sara Effese?” he asked cautiously. “That girl out on the Big Sky Ranch?”
“Of course. What about her?” Andrew returned.
They’d met Sara six or eight months back because she’d been involved in a case they were working on. She was a sweet girl who had been running from a crazy ex-boyfriend. She’d taken shelter with a couple of bisexual cowboys on their ranch. Luckily everything had worked out with the case. The ex-boyfriend was now behind bars, and Sara was free to go on with her life. As far as Ryder knew though, she’d stayed with the men who had helped to protect her. The cowboys, Tyler and Gage, had decided to keep her, and share her. Strange as it may seem, the three of them were maintaining a very happy three-way relationship.
After getting to know them, just for those few days, Ryder had realized what he wanted, what he’d been missing. He wanted a relationship like that. What they had together looked fantastic to him, better than any other relationship he’d seen.
“Do you ever wonder what that’s like?” Ryder asked.
“What what’s like, Pay? Would you just give it to me in plain English already?”
“I want to have a threesome, with you and a woman,” Ryder blurted.
Completely unable to look at the other man, he downed his shot and then followed it with the remainder of his beer. Now I’ve done it.
“You serious?” Andrew finally asked, his voice suddenly hushed.
“You didn’t ever wonder? Watching Tyler and Gage with Sara? Seemed to me they had a pretty good thing going.”
“They were gay.”
“They were bisexual. Never mind. Forget I mentioned it.” Ryder knew this was a bad idea. Why couldn’t he just keep his stupid thoughts in his own head?
“Now hold on. Don’t go jumping to conclusions on me. You just caught me a little off guard is all. I’d like some time to think about it. This isn’t something you just throw around in normal conversation. We could lose our jobs over something like that.”
Ryder watched as Andrew took his shot and then called the waitress over for a couple more. It was going to be one of those discussions.
“How ’bout you give me a few more details?” Andrew asked.
“I don’t know, man,” Ryder protested.
“Bullshit you don’t. You’ve obviously been thinking about asking me for at least a couple of days, so ask me. You have a plan? You got a girl in mind?”
“Yes. No…Not really.”
“Not really? How long have you known me? You think I’m gonna let you get away with an answer like that?” Andrew pushed.
“Fine. I’ve been thinking about Annie.”
Annie climbed up through the fog of sleep to a warm soothing sensation on the back of her neck. It took a few minutes to realize Ryder was kissing her. He had her body cradled in his, and he was touching her reverently as he pressed his lips over and over again to her neck and shoulders.
“Feels good,” she mumbled, sleepily.
Blinking her eyes open she saw Andrew laying on the pillow next to her, smiling at her. “Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered.
“I’m so glad I asked Jack to open today.”
Ryder laughed against her back. “Me too, baby.”
“What time is it?”
“Who cares,” Ryder answered, biting down just a little bit on that sensitive spot where her shoulder met her neck. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and she arched back into him.
“I want some of that,” Andrew said, moving closer so that he could press his lips to the front of her neck, just below her jaw.
Ryder’s hands moved down to her ass, squeezing her and running the pads of his thumbs along the sensitive flesh. He dipped his fingers between her legs, finding her already wet and ready. Over and over again, he dragged his fingers up and down the length of her pussy, gently rubbing her clit before stroking her inside folds, and stopping maddeningly at her rear entrance.
“Has anyone ever had you here?” he whispered, pressing just the tip of his finger into her ass.
It felt better than she might have expected. Of course she was so fired up, anything would have felt good, just so long as he didn’t stop touching her. She shook her head no. Really she didn’t have a whole lot of experience with anything, but she was ready to change that.
“I’m going to work on you, nice and slow. Not today, but soon, you’ll be able to take my cock here, and then Andrew and I can take you at the same time.”
Andrew, who had since moved on to kissing her breasts, tugged on her nipple with his teeth, nodding his head in agreement with Ryder. These two would be the death of her.
“I want to take you both today,” she said, surprising herself a little with her boldness.
Ryder laughed. “You can have us another way, but anal can be painful the first couple of times. I don’t want to rush that. I wouldn’t hurt you for the world.”
As if to make his point, he wiggled his finger a little further into her ass, and she began to feel the pinch. Painful wasn’t exactly the right word for it, but it wasn’t altogether pleasant either. She wasn’t sure how something could feel so wonderful and so forbidden at the same time.
As if sensing her slight discomfort, Ryder went back to teasing her clit and working on her ass slowly. It was maddening in the best possible way. If she focused on it, she was likely to implode.
Deciding that Ryder was right, and he could take as much time as he wanted stretching her and preparing her, so she turned her attention to Andrew. She’d had disappointingly little time over the last few days to explore either one of them. They were always kissing and touching her, but now it was her turn, and she was going to enjoy it.
Starting at his collarbones, she traversed his body, running her fingers along his toned abs and her tongue over his nipples. When her men were naked, it was easy to see how good of shape they were really in. Three times a week at the gym, and sometimes more, kept them at peak performance in their work. It didn’t hurt in the bedroom either.
Working her way down his chiseled chest she placed kisses on his ribs and stomach pausing only when Ryder’s continual caressing became too overwhelming to think about anything else.
Andrew’s hand stroked her hair, and he occasionally made this sexy little humming noise that drove her wild. She discovered a little tickle spot right above his left hipbone, but Ryder put a stop to her fun with a quick swat to her ass when Andrew started to protest her tickling. It really wasn’t fair, two against one. She was just getting to the best parts.
Scooting back, closer to Ryder so she could have better access, Annie took Andrew’s cock into her hands. He was long and graceful, with a thick thatch of dark curly hair at the base. She timidly ran the pad of her thumb over his purple head, coaxing a bead of moisture out of him. Unable to resist, she lapped at it with her tongue, getting her first taste of him. Andrew let out a groan that thrilled her to her toes, and so she licked him again, this time all the way from the base of his shaft to the head, enjoying the salt of his skin and the way his cock throbbed in her hands.
Behind her, Ryder shifted into position and pressed the head of his cock into her drenched pussy. She couldn’t help but moan around Andrew’s dick as she took him fully into her mouth.
“That’s right,” Ryder whispered in her ear, pressing his chest against her back, and sinking his cock in deep. “Suck him while I fuck you. Do you like having both of our cocks at once.”
Annie nodded as best she could while moving up and down Andrew’s erection. Ryder picked up the pace, his balls slapping against her, as he pounded into her. She tried to keep up, sucking harder and faster as Andrew’s fingers gripped her hair tighter. She was a mass of sensation. She could feel them everywhere, completely filling her senses.