His Golden Touch [Gold Rush 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (3 page)

He kissed her long and deep. Hannah tried to keep her head, but with his arms around her, all rational thought disappeared. Brady came in quietly with two pails of fresh water and set them on the counter next to the sink. Wade passed Hannah over to him, and his kisses were rougher but every bit as stimulating as Wade’s. Hannah was breathless when he let her go.

Wade ran a hand softly down her cheek to her breastbone and stopped there with his thumb grazing a taut nipple. “We’ll see you tomorrow, darlin’.” They left her dazed and tingling with desire. She stood in the middle of the kitchen until Lou Ann came in.

“Gettin’ a little cold out there, so Mr. and Mrs. Vance are coming in to light a fire in the parlor. Should we be gettin’ on to your house now the kitchen’s all tidy?” She slid the glassware into the wash tub. “Uh, Miz Hannah? You okay? Not dwellin’ on sad events are ya? You got to carry on, as my mamma would say.”

Finally, Hannah recovered her wits and took over the rinsing. “I’ll do that and let them drain. You go light a fire in my parlor and sit awhile. I picked up a nice new magazine today at the post office.”

“Okay, but first I’m gonna go to my room and comb my hair and such. Cal said he’d be stopping by. You don’t mind, do ya, Miz Hannah? We never have a chance to be alone without my parents hoverin’ over us like buzzards circling a carcass.”

“No, I don’t mind a bit. It’ll be nice having lively young folk around. I’ll disappear upstairs as soon as he arrives, and you can have the parlor to yourselves.”

The dishes were done before the Vances had settled by the fire. Hannah wandered to her own house and caught Lou Ann watching the front window. They’d no sooner sat to discuss the new magazine when Cal’s trap pulled up. Hannah let him in and excused herself.

Lou Ann jumped into Cal’s arms and wrapped her legs around him. Her breasts ached from needing his touch. They’d made fumbling love once in the hayloft, and she’d craved it ever since. Her father must have suspected something because he’d never left them alone for more than a few minutes since. After that the only touches were good-night kisses, though Cal had had his fingers inside her a few times outside on the porch and she’d managed to hold his cock once or twice. No more delicious penetration since that one time, and Lou Ann’s insides were about to burst.

She had hopes for tonight on Miz Hanna’s comfy looking settee. She unwrapped her legs from around his waist and dropped to her feet. “Cal, this is our chance. Come on and don’t waste a second.” She led him to the parlor and lifted her skirt. She hadn’t worn any bloomers, and Cal gasped. He pushed her onto the settee. “Your pussy looks delicious, and I haven’t had dessert yet.” He covered her nether lips with his lips.

“Oh, my. I didn’t know we could do this.” Lou Ann took in deep breaths.

“You are too ready for my cock, so relax and let me do what I can to relieve some of the pressure in you.” He licked and nibbled and sucked at her until she moaned and bucked and cried out. When she calmed, he removed her blouse and played with her tits until she could stand it no more.

“Please, Cal, I want you inside me, now.”

He removed his jeans and climbed atop her. She grasped his cock, and after a few strokes with her fingers, she slid it inside her.

“Lou, your cunt is slick and warm and I don’t know if I can pull out in time. Can I slide in all the way?”

“Yes, please, please, please.”

He shoved up into her. “Lordy, you are so tight around me I can’t last long.”

He pumped, and she rose to meet every thrust. He came quickly, and she followed before he was soft, and he hardened again when her pussy pulsed around his cock. They kept this up until they were both spent, having come several times without releasing each other. In the kitchen, they washed with the bucket of water left inside for emergency. He used his bandana on her pussy, and she used her hanky on his cock.

“Seeing you standing there with just a wrinkled skirt and no top, makes me want to do it all over again.”

“Me, too, seeing you stark naked.” She led him back to the parlor. “I know men like this.” She knelt and surrounded his cock with her lips as he stood in the middle of the room. “Tell me what to do, Cal.”

“Come here.” He sat on the edge of the settee, and she knelt again between his knees. “All you have to do is suck me and lick me any way you can, and believe me, I’ll come.”

He played with her nipples as she experimented using her tongue and lips on his cock. “Please, Lou, you’re driving me crazy licking around like that. Just suck me, suck me hard.”

She used so much suction her cheeks drew in. He was pinching her nipples and rough handling her breasts, and she loved it. She rocked back and forth as she sucked him, and when he finally spurted, she drank it and licked him clean.

“Oh, Lou, my dearest girl, you are amazing. I don’t know if I can wait until the end of the month to have more of this.”

Lou Ann snuggled next to him on the settee. “It’s only three weeks. Somehow time will pass.” She fell asleep on his lap.

* * * *

Hannah heard them making love and tried to bury her head in the pillow, but the sounds came through. When all was quiet, she wrapped up in a chenille robe and tiptoed downstairs.

“Cal, you’d best be getting on home before your folks start putting two and two together.”

“Yes, ma’am, but please turn away for a second.”

Heat from her embarrassment threatened to scald Hannah’s cheeks. She turned away but caught a peripheral view of the naked man. He was magnificent. She wondered if Wade could measure up and suspected Brady would have an even more prodigious member. No, she was no longer a child. She had to stop using euphemisms. She’d listened at the bunkhouse door many times as a kid and heard the men snickering about sexual encounters. Men called it a “cock.” Cal had a lovely cock. She smiled and felt dampness between her legs. At that moment, her body was leaning toward accepting the proposal made by her field hands. Her pussy craved a cock.

“Okay, ma’am, you can turn around now,” Cal whispered. “I slid out from under Lou Ann so as not to wake her, and I tried best I could to cover her with the afghan you had on the easy chair.”

“Thank you, Cal. I’ll let the poor girl sleep right where she is. If she wakes, she knows where her room is.”

“Evening, ma’am.” Cal made his exit, and Hannah breathed a sigh, not of relief, but of regret. She wished she was going upstairs to a man of her own or, she chuckled, to two men. Depraved, outrageous images assailed her. It was wicked of her, but she wanted what Lou Ann and Cal had just had, and, truth to tell, she wanted more.

She had heard of the Mormons whose men married more than one wife. They wanted, she assumed, to more quickly propagate the religion. Never had she heard of a woman with two husbands. California was near to becoming a state, now. People could no longer abide by laws separate from the union’s laws.

Tomorrow would be soon enough to make sense of all these thoughts. She had to give them time to gel, to consider the consequences. She’d make her decision tomorrow.

Hannah slept like a butterfly in its cocoon, all wrapped in a homemade quilt. The next morning her body was in a heightened state of sensual stimulation. She had made up her mind. She skipped downstairs to find Lou Ann working away at the stove, frying up bacon. She’d been to the hen house and had four eggs lined up ready to crack into the pan.

“Mornin’, Miz Hannah. I hope you’re as hungry as I am. I’m fixin’ a mess of breakfast for us.”

“I’m sure I’m hungrier than you are, sweetie.”

Lou Ann blushed. “I guess we made too much noise last night. That Cal is purely a humdinger. Did we disturb you much?”

“No, no. I’m glad to help out a young, engaged couple. Look, hold on to the eggs for a few minutes. I need to run up to the Vance house. I have something to tell Wade and Brady before they go out into the fields.”

“Sure thing, Miz Hannah. I can keep the bacon warm and put on the eggs when you come back.”

Hannah met Wade and Brady at the well. They’d had their breakfast already. She hesitated then simply blurted it out. “Yes. I’ll marry you both on Saturday, day after tomorrow. I’ll arrange for the preacher after school is out today.”

They stood silently stunned for a few seconds. Finally, Brady gave out with a whoop and tried to hug her. She stopped them both from any signs of affection. “Grace Vance watches out those windows all day long. Let’s not give the rumor mill any fodder.”

“Yes, of course. But which one of us will be the legal husband?” Wade had a worried expression, and she leaned over to kiss his brow.

“Your name will be on the certificate. I’ll be known to the world as Mrs. Tolliver, but in reality I’ll be Mrs. Tolliver-Sands.”

Hannah gathered her school papers, and she and Lou Ann drove the buggy to school together after breakfast. They stopped at Lou Ann’s house to get permission for Lou Ann to stay until Saturday morning.

Late morning before dismissal time, Hannah took the buggy to the preacher’s while Lou Ann gave out the next day’s assignments to the class. Hannah returned as the children filed out, and she and Lou Ann rode home to Hannah’s, chuckling and gabbing like best of friends. “I’m ready to be married, Miz Hannah. How about you?”

“I have thoughts in that regard.”

“I knew it. It’s Wade, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it’s Wade. He’s asked me to be his wife. We haven’t set a date. What with the funeral and all we thought it best to wait a bit.”

“So, I’m the first to know?”

“Yes, you are.”

“I have my wedding dress all finished, Miz Hannah. Mamma and me made it together. It’s so beautiful.”

“Please stop calling me Miz Hannah. That’s for school, and you’ll be graduating in two weeks.”

“Do you have a wedding gown, Miz, uh, I mean, Hannah?”

“Oh, my goodness, I haven’t thought about it. My mother’s is up in the attic somewhere. Want to help me look?”

“Oh, yes. Do you think it will fit?”

“I hope so. We were of a similar size and shape.”

Once they had unhooked Addie, Hannah’s nag, from the buggy, the women flew up to the attic to look for the wedding dress.

They had no trouble finding the trunk with souvenirs and mementoes and old clothes. The dress was carefully wrapped in tissue paper. The simple style was floor-length cotton ecru with lace at the collar and cuffs. Hanna was a bit taller and slimmer than her mother had been, but the two women had no trouble taking tucks where needed.

“You’re going to look lovely.”

“Thank you.”

Lou Ann was sorely disappointed when Cal rode over before supper to tell her he had to spend the next two days out on the range with his pa. Their cattle ranch was vast, and he’d be gone until Saturday.

Friday morning Lou Ann and Hannah traveled to school and back together again. They spent the evening talking and baking wedding cookies.

Saturday, Lou Ann fixed breakfast for the two of them. Hannah let Lou Ann serve her on her wedding day. The girl was energetic. Lou Ann jumped up to do the dishes before Hannah had finished her coffee.

“Wish I could stay until the service, but Mamma wants me home to help with the soap makin,’ worse luck.”

“You best be on your way, then.”

“I’ll bring you a cake of soap scented with lavender as a late wedding present when they’ve hardened.”

“That would be lovely.”

“But first, I have a chocolate cake started, and when it’s frosted I’ll make this kitchen shine.”

Hannah took her mother’s dress into her bedroom. At least in this way her mother would be with her on her wedding day. She let Lou Ann work while she reminisced about her mother and made up beds and refreshed the linens.

In less than an hour, Lou Ann called up, “Cake’s on the table, and all’s put to rights down here. Best wishes, Miz Hannah. I’ll be goin’ now. See ya later.”

Hannah rushed down to the kitchen to give it proper praise and to give Lou Ann a hug. “Thank you. You’ve been a lifesaver.”

“So have you, ma’am. Bye now.”

Alone in the spotless kitchen, Hannah thought about flowers. The preacher would be there at three, so she had hours to spend in the garden. She arranged roses and gladiolas into a bouquet and piled others into vases for the parlor and the bedroom.

The men sometimes came in at the end of the day to report to her father. Today Vern Vance wandered in around two. “I gave the boys the rest of the day off so’s they can get ready fer the preacher. I’ll be here, of course, and the missus and the Bielles and Alexanders and their kin.”

“Thank you, Vern. You’re going to be mighty important here from now on. You realize how much I need your advice, don’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am, I do, but you’ll have a husband in a few hours. He’ll be the boss from then on, I reckon.”

“Yes, yes, of course.” She hadn’t thought about that aspect of marriage, and it needled her a bit after Vern left. No time now to ponder the consequences of that.

Lou Ann and her parents and the seven children showed up early. They decorated with garlands and ribbon and bouquets made from their garden. Cal and his pa came alone, but Cal’s grandma sent casseroles and homemade bread. The rest of the food arrived with the Bielles and Alexanders.

After greeting everyone in a simple sundress, Hannah called Lou Ann away from Cal to help her into her gown. It had a hundred tiny, covered buttons up the back. The petticoat came first. Lou Ann slipped it over her head and smoothed it down with her hands. Hannah shivered.

“You like that, Miz Hannah? My hands all over you?”

Hannah’s face heated, and she smiled in answer.

“Guess you’ll find out tonight how much you like it.” Lou Ann gathered the gown, and Hannah pushed her head through the opening and her arms into the sleeves. With deft fingers, Lou Ann made quick work of the buttons. “Now step back and let me see. Glad you didn’t need a corset to get into your mamma’s dress.”

Hannah gingerly walked to the center of the room. “Well? Do I pass?”

Finger tapping her chin, Lou Ann studied the gown. “It’s a bit tight in the bust, but that’s a plus. We’ll make it work for us.”