...“Don’t even think about putting your mouth on me without a condom,” Jake told Spence. “In the past year I’ve been a man-slut, a new fuck or two at least every weekend. I practice safe sex, but…you know.”
“Thanks for the heads-up.”
They both laughed. The sound of male mirth didn’t appease her. She couldn’t put a finger on it, but something was off kilter inside her…different.
“It’s up alright,” Jake said and laughed. “Frankly, I just surprised myself. I don’t usually admit my wild lifestyle out loud. It’s liberating.”
It may have been liberating for Jake, but Zandra didn’t care to hear it. She wasn’t an angel, but mostly she talked about getting laid more than she practiced it. Drinking and having a good time were a big part of her life, but it was getting harder and harder to find a cowboy she wanted to bring to her bed. She only wanted real cowboys and she didn’t like to get involved with people she’d have to see all the time. Why hadn’t she thought of it? This was someone who should be off limits. He managed the ranch where she kept her horses. She’d have to see him.
“No worry,” Spence said. “I have flavored condoms. Anything else you’d like to share?”
“As a matter of fact…”
Zandra didn’t want to hear it. Her dreams of having great sex were about to go up in smoke. Her own qualms were getting to her, and if Jake had objections about anything they were going to do…
“I may as well get this out in the open. I’m willing to experiment, but don’t ask me to suck your cock. I’m not ready for that.”
That was it? “Spence doesn’t like to admit it, but he’s a total top,” Zandra said. “He must think you’re really something to give you special treatment, instead of the other way around.”
Spence gave her a meaningful stare, only she didn’t have a clue what he was trying to communicate with his soulful gaze. “This is for you,” he said to her.
Often in their history, he’d shown he knew her better than she understood herself. Zandra trusted him, so she shrugged and smiled, even though she had no clue what he met by this cryptic statement. “Hey, guys, enough conversation and a little more action.”
“The man who ends up with you better have an extraordinary libido,” Spence said.
What was with Spence? He knew better than make such an asinine statement. “Come on. No man is going to end up with me. How many times have I told you I’m not going there—a relationship? Enough talking.”
Jake settled between her open legs.
A rush of moisture accompanied the exhilaration of anticipation. His lean, hard body made her mouth water. He had a cowboy tan. His arms and chest were darker than his luscious, firm ass and legs. No matter. It only made it more appealing to have a real cowboy about to fuck her with his mouth.
Spence laid a pillow over her left leg. “On your side,” he told Jake.
Jake twisted to the left. His cock sprung free. Her fingers itched to touch. Her mouth watered to taste. She wanted to feel him buried inside her. Everything at once.
“I can’t believe I’m about to do this.” He looked away from Spence and winked at her. In the next moment, he placed an open-mouthed kiss on her well-waxed nether lips. It didn’t get any better than this. The cowboy had skill.
A second later, he tensed against her. Zandra pushed up from her comfy pillows to see Spence moving Jake’s cock in and out of his mouth. Virtually in a fraction of a second her pleasure ratcheted to the edge. Jake’s mouth locked onto her clit and sent her spiraling out of control. She came with a strong burst, followed by a succession of smaller ones.
Jake moaned and eased back to rest his head on her thigh. His face revealed the pleasure Spence was giving him. When a quizzical expression pushed aside the shit-eating grin, Zandra had to wonder.
A second later Spence’s head popped up. “I took him to the edge and eased his balls back down again to ensure you’ll get the big one, Zandra. Let’s move to the mat.”
Zandra didn’t need a second invitation. She knew what Spence had in mind, and she was ready...