Acres, Natalie - Sex Drive [Country Roads 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (17 page)

“I can’t wait,” she whined.

“No?” Luke asked, passing off another ginger finger, this one thicker than the one he must’ve inserted in her bottom.

“I’m rubbing the ginger over your clit,” Rex said, ignoring her cries for mercy.

He took the finger-shaped ginger and smoothed the tip over her hard intimate button. Her pussy became an inferno upon contact. “Oh sweet, ever-lovin’ hell,” she hummed.

The effects were staggering. The slow burn from the erotic sizzle so severe she would never forget the fierce power of a new building lust.

Awareness slammed into her then. Rex was stimulating her clit in the same way Luke prepared her rear passage. How could she handle much more?

Her mouth dried as she watched Rex’s lust-filled eyes follow his fingers. He brushed the ginger over her folds and watched for a reaction.

Moments later, he earned what she’d suspected he’d wanted all along.

Lucy begged. She screamed. And she promised to make them pay if they didn’t break down and fuck her.

Chapter Twenty-One

Rex realized what figging would do to his little submissive. He’d used ginger countless times, and whenever he introduced ginger to a partner, the results were always the same. They enjoyed it so much, they were hooked.

Rex needed Lucy addicted. He wanted her hung up on going to bed with them, but he also longed to have her hooked on loving them.

He kissed her lips and watched her squirm as he discarded the ginger he’d used on her pussy. Pushing the heel of his hand against her smoldering cunt, he massaged her pussy in a circular fashion.

“Let me come,” she whimpered. “Please, Master.”

“Not yet,” Rex said, noticing how lovely Lucy looked. Her skin was damp, holding a certain glow. She looked like an exotic model, an artist’s masterpiece. With dark areolas and large breasts, her tightly drawn nipples made his mouth water, his cock throb.

Reaching under her hips, he tugged free the other ginger root. He slapped her pussy as he released her, helping her to her feet so he could unlock the cuffs.

Luke was watching from the bed, observing quietly with a white sheet draped over his waist. “Come here, Lucy,” Luke instructed her.

Lucy crawled up the length of the bed once her hands were freed. She teased Luke through the coverlet, dragging her mouth up and down his cotton-clad cock. He growled, tossed back the covers, and yanked her forward.

Straddling Luke, Lucy teased him, rubbing her cunt over the swell of his penis, sliding up his belly, and back down the length of his body once more. She withstood temptation, prevented herself from falling over his swollen prick, and somehow waited for permission to fuck him.

“What do you want, Lucy?” Luke asked, cupping her neck and staring at her breasts.

“I want you,” she whispered against his lips, lowering her body. Her arms trembled. Her body shook. This delay was almost more than she could take, and he was proud of her for showing patience and obedience.

“How badly do you want me?” he crooned.

“I need to come. Please, Luke. Make me climax.”

Rex grunted behind her. He grabbed her shapely hips and positioned her in an awkwardly bent position.

Luke yanked her forward and growled, a sign he’d penetrated her as soon as she towered over him. Rex spread her, pinching her cheeks as he parted her globes.

“Help me,” she whimpered. “I might die if I don’t come.”

“Shh,” Luke whispered across her lips. “Here, baby. Let me save you from yourself.” He hammered forward. A quick pounding shook the bed until he gave her another few pokes and then stopped altogether, grinning as he taunted her further.

Lucy wasn’t the only one who needed help. Rex’s cock was close to erupting. Once he started coming, his release would flow like lava dripping into a fire, certain to ignite a blazing flame within her.

Rex slipped inside her, moaning out in incomparable pleasure as the rich heat surrounded his cock. The ginger ignited a passionate boiling state he would never withstand. He pumped inside her, thrusting in and out in a tempo set to match Luke’s.

Bucking wildly, Lucy’s body rose and fell, writhing under him as he took her ass and buried his cock inside her, screwing himself as deeply as her body would allow.

“Oh…Rex! Luke!” she exclaimed. “Fuck harder, faster!”

The ginger worked its magic. Lovers inspired one another. Bodies slapped together. And the end drew closer and closer.

“Too good,” Rex told her, placing his palms on her bottom as he fucked her. “You’re so good at pleasing your Masters, sub.”

The ginger truly affected him then. A salacious red-hot current rocked his world. Lucy squeezed him as he entered her, swaying in tandem, screwing in rhythm.

Luke’s hands dropped to her waist, and he assisted her, enabling a better angle, a more advantageous position. “Good hell, this is fucking surreal.”

“You’re telling me,” Lucy mumbled, complaining because they still hadn’t given her permission to orgasm. “Try sticking ginger fingers up
your
ass!”

“Fuck!” Rex screamed, his bottom clenching with the mention.

Her beautiful ass bounced against his groin. His balls became heavy, burdened by the release building, the agonizing pain of needed relief driving him forward until he hammered inside her, pounding without reservations.

“Let me come!” she begged, throwing her head back.

Rex noticed the marked strain on Luke’s face as he plunged between her slick walls. “Fuck! I can’t wait! Right now, sub! Come for your Masters.”

A heavy sigh of relief fell from her lips as her body quivered. “Oh God, yes,” she whimpered.

“That’s it, sweet Lucy!” Rex exclaimed, ramming inside her, inspired by the vocal sounds of pure pleasure filling the room. “Come, subbie! Now!”

Her hot little body undulated like never before. She bucked and fucked, screamed and cried, and then she collapsed like they’d taken everything she had to give. Perhaps they had. But in turn, they’d given her everything they had to offer.

The seductive vixen still wanted more.

Chapter Twenty-Two

They’d carried her to the master bath and bathed her. Soaking in the large garden tub, she’d practically dozed off as their hands roamed over her and their bodies surrounded her. She’d been loved hard, pampered well, and all she needed then was sleep.

After her figging experience, Lucy decided behaving herself was imperative. Luke cradled her body and carried her back to bed. He stretched out beside her and nuzzled her cheek. “Rest, baby.”

Barely coherent, she’d fallen asleep in his arms and awoke hours later to the familiar sound of revving engines. The faint reminders of raw sex made her body tingle all over.

“Rex? Luke?”

Luke stepped out of the bathroom. Shaving cream covered his face. “What’s going on?”

“Billy’s car arrived,” he replied. “He’s complaining about the engine. Has been all morning. Rex is ready to send him packing. Is Billy always such a girl?”

Finding a pair of denim shorts, Lucy rushed around the room trying to locate something that matched. She realized then that keeping two residences wasn’t working well. She needed to reside one place or the other.

She must’ve been out of her mind to vacate her home with so many guests in the first place. Then again, she thought, taking a stimulating visual tour of the hunk in front of her, she had mighty fine reasons to stay put.

“Billy is high maintenance,” she informed him, refusing to let herself get all worked up. They would leave for
Nashville
later that afternoon, and she didn’t have time to lie around in bed all day.

“You’re not telling me anything we haven’t already figured out for ourselves.”

“But…” she continued, “he’s always in the money.”

“Well if that’s the case, then you’d better talk to Rex. He can’t wait to rip up his contract. He can’t believe you’ve put up with him as long as you have.”

“He can’t do that!” she screeched, rummaging through Rex’s drawers and locating an old red T-shirt. The hem hung below her crotch, but it didn’t matter. She would have time to worry about fashion matters after Billy left for Middle Tennessee. “Rex can’t start firing our drivers.”

“Technically, he can,” Luke corrected her, rubbing his chin. “You gave him the power to do whatever he wanted to do with the team. Right now, he wants Billy out of here.”

“I thought they were getting along great.”

“They were,” Luke said. “Until Billy said he didn’t have to listen to him. He told Rex he wasn’t his boss and didn’t sign his checks.”

“I’ll take care of Billy,” she assured him, heading for the stairs. “Tell Rex to leave Billy to me from now on. We can’t afford to lose him. The women love him. He has endorsements all over the place. He’s so popular with fans that when race followers see him, they immediately think of MMHPG and vice versa.”

“Lucy, hang on a minute.” Luke disappeared in the bathroom and came back with a clean face. “You have to make a decision here. You should do that today since your team has a big event tomorrow. You can’t have it both ways. You’re either in or out.

“Rex can’t earn respect if you’re constantly overriding him. Tomorrow, when the infield is crowded with other racing professionals, Rex needs to appear well. Otherwise, the world of sports will know why he’s in his position in the first place.”

“Which is?”

“Let me put it to ya this way. You don’t want to give up racing, and you shouldn’t. You wanted Rex to step in because—and this is only my opinion—you want him to be a dominant force in your life. I’d like to think you feel the same way about me.”

“You know I do.”

“That’s good, Lucy, but at the same time, you’ll sacrifice a lot if you don’t hang tight to the control you gained in your professional life. You’re a powerful lady, a right you earned and a right you should keep.

“There’s nothing printed in black and white that says you have to be a submissive in business. You shouldn’t be. You should keep your career separate from your personal life, regardless of how much you care about me or Rex.”

“He doesn’t want the racing team.”

“Hell no!” Rex bellowed, entering the bedroom. “I’ve had it with some of those yahoos. And their women? Good God, if you acted like some of them, I swear I’d keep a ball gag in your mouth. Lord have mercy. I’ve never heard so much bitching in my life.”

“You’re running a tight race with some of ’em,” Luke pointed out.

“You’ve met Melinda, I see,” Lucy said.

“And Stephanie, and Laura, and—”

“The gang is all here then,” she announced proudly.

“Divas,” he sang. “That’s what they are. Divas who’ve been spoiled and pampered and wouldn’t raise a finger to help anyone.”

“That’s not true. Some of the wives are very active in charities. And they don’t live the pampered lives everyone thinks. They have it rough.”

“Rough you say? Like hell. What stress do they have?”

Luke chuckled. “Don’t knock the bimbos. I agree with Lucy. It’s not easy trying to decide if one should travel by first class or private jet.”

“Ha. Ha,” she said. “I hope you haven’t pissed everyone off out there, Rex.”

“Not yet, I haven’t. I’ve held my tongue, but that crazy Billy had his hauler bring his car over here. He jumped in the car and sped off the back of that truck and almost plowed over my fucking horse!”

Lucy covered her mouth to keep from laughing outright. “Don’t worry about Billy. He’s a hothead, but he’ll come around and apologize later.”

“He’d owe me more than an apology if he’d broken Midnight’s legs!” Rex shouted, pacing. He ran his fingers through his short hair. “I’m not a quitter, Lucy. I swear I’m not, but by God, this is more than I signed on for. These drivers are like children. Their women are infants, and their kids? Oh dear God, I’ve never seen such a mess. Your house is demolished.”

She smiled from ear to ear. She couldn’t help herself. She walked over to Rex, looped her arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear. “Thank you.”

“For what?” he asked, pulling her forearms away from his body.

“For this,” she said, slipping a quick kiss on his lips. “I know what you’re doing.”

“You do?” he asked, arching a brow, resisting a smile.

Luke waggled his brows. “He’s not much of a race fan.”

“I’m really not.”

“No, but you’re my biggest fan. You think I gave up the team without thinking about it.”

“You did,” Luke insisted.

Rex shrugged.

“You’re right. I did.”

“Want it back?” Rex asked.

“Would you be disappointed?”

“Hell no,” Rex replied. “I just want you happy.”

“I am.”

“You won’t have time for those eight kids,” Luke warned her.

“Maybe not right now, but I don’t plan to pop out over half a dozen babies at one time. We’ll grow as a family, and I’ll teach you what I know. It was crazy, not to mention immature, to step down all at once.”