The Best Man (20 page)

Jared peered up at the tiny security
camera. He was sure Serena was enjoying this little tableaux nearly as much as
he and Kitty were. She probably had two or three fingers buried in her pussy,
ready to time her climax with theirs.

He turned his attention back to
Kitty and twisted her nipples and she immediately moaned her appreciation. Would
she enjoy watching as much as Serena did?

“Here we go,” Kitty announced. She
opened her eyes and smiled down at him. She rose on the balls of her feet and
settled back down, encasing his cock. “I’m not going to stop until I’ve milked
you dry. So hang on.”

He didn’t doubt her for a second. He
held out his hands and she placed one of hers in each of his, bracing herself. She
increased her tempo. Her breasts bobbed and her mouth twisted into a pinched
smile. She had nearly all the leverage. There wasn’t much for him to do but
watch and feel. He flexed his hips as much as he could and she drove faster,
harder and deeper.

Her whimpers told him what he wanted
to know. This wasn’t just about him. She clamped her vaginal muscles around
him. Jared threw back his head and howled.

“Gotcha.” She laughed, not slowing a
bit.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned. His toes
curled against the cement floor. His hamstrings burned, then the head of his
cock blew.

“I feel him spurting,” she squealed,
reclaiming a hand to claw at her clit.

His upper torso jerked forward and
backward, trying to help. He fought for air. “I can’t stop coming.”

“I want it all,” she commanded.

He gave up watching, helping, doing
anything. She’d propelled him into space. Her cries of ecstasy penetrated his
haze. Her efforts slowed. She crashed to his chest and he wove his fingers
through her hair. Still they rocked back and forth as if he had any more for
her to claim.

He shuddered as her hot breath
soothed his nipples. She licked the perspiration from his neck. At last he
cranked an eye open to see her grinning broadly.

“Hi,” she said. She nipped at his
mustache. “I’ve never aspired to be a cowgirl, but I could get used to this.”

He pecked at the corner of her mouth
and slid a hand down her backside, pleased to feel her trembling. He patted her
butt. “You sit a saddle very nicely. We might want to try one with a saddle
horn later.”

“Much later,” she purred in his ear.
“So now that we have this urgent need taken care of, are you going to show me
your ranch? After we recover, of course.”

“That may take a while. Are you
comfortable enough?”

“Absolutely.”

“Welcome to the ranch,” Jared
drawled, kissing her hair. “I hope you’ll like it.”

“It certainly started off with a
bang,” she chuckled. “I don’t know how it can get better than this.”

Kitty’s breathing slowed. He let her
nap. She’d certainly earned it, but he hoped it would get better for her than
even this. He peered at a security camera wondering briefly what Serena made of
his latest houseguest.

- o -

“It’s so huge,” Kitty breathed,
shading her eyes from the setting sun. “You own all of this?”

“Yes.” Jared leaned against the pickup
he’d used to chauffer Kitty around his ranch. “Just about, anyway. Still, the
ranch is considerably smaller than it used to be.”

“So much space. My eyes are
straining trying to find the horizon.”

“Come on,” he said, grabbing her by
the hand. “Let’s get back to the house. The carpet guys should be gone by now.”

She climbed into the truck, letting
him help her. How long had it been since a man even held a door for her? Jared
Jacobs surprised her at moments like this. He could be a throwback to a more chivalrous
era, and yet he was as bold and adventurous as any lover she’d ever known. He’d
have his way with her, yet he’d let her take charge, too. They were a good
match in that way. Neither one of them needed to be in control all the time.

He climbed in the driver’s seat and
she held on tight as the truck bounced down the dirt ruts leading back toward
the buildings. This was no time for small talk. She’d be lucky if her teeth
didn’t crack.

“That was a little rough,” Jared
said, pulling onto a smooth lane. “This will be better.”

Kitty surveyed the house and outer
building again as they approached. She leaned forward when she caught glimpse
of a redheaded woman chasing an equally redheaded child. The woman was laughing
as hard as the child.

When they scampered back toward a
porch, Kitty realized one of the outbuildings wasn’t an outbuilding at all—it
was the front of another long rambling house. She was about to ask Jared if
that was the woman and girl Susan had told her about when Jared waved at the
woman and started to get out.

“Climb on down,” he said, “here’s
some folks I want you to meet.”

As soon as Jared cleared the truck
the little girl ran and jumped, evidently trusting Jared would indeed catch
her. Which he did, and then he twirled the giggling girl around in circles
before setting her carefully down on her feet.

“Savannah,” he said to the girl, “this
is a friend I want you to meet. Her name is Kitty.”

Shyly the little girl stuck out her hand
and Kitty dropped to her knees to take it. “Good to meet you, Savannah. How old
are you?”

“I’m five,” she announced, puffing
out her small chest. “I have a kitty. Are you Uncle Jared’s kitty?”

Kitty glanced up at Jared and the
woman who must be the girl’s mother. Jared looked smug. The woman’s eyes
sparkled like diamonds. No help was coming from either one.

“I doubt your uncle Jared needs
another kitty,” she finally answered.

“He doesn’t have a kitty like you.”

“That’s enough, Savannah,” her
mother scolded. “Hi, I’m Serena Sampson, and this is my daughter. She can be a
pest at times.”

“No problem. I’m Kitty Paige. Pleased
to meet you.”

“Kitty is Susan’s mother,” Jared
interjected. “You met Susan, I believe, when she and Brad visited Jackson out here.”

“Of course I did. Your daughter’s
beauty nearly matches your own.”

Kitty felt a small blush creep up
her cheeks. The redhead, although dressed in jeans and a pullover top, was a
stunner herself, but Kitty saw no need to extend this mutual admiration moment.
She glanced quickly at Jared, who appeared quite amused by something.

“I’ve yet to show Kitty the house. I’m
sure the two of you will have a chance to chat before she leaves.”

“How long will you be visiting us?”
Serena asked, giving her a half smile.

The question caught her off guard
and seemed too familiar, but maybe there was something about westerners being
more friendly and open with strangers than their counterparts in the east. “I’m
not sure,” she replied. “I haven’t discussed that with Jared yet. A few days, I
imagine.”

“Good.” Serena smiled easily. “We’ll
want to do a cookout while you’re here, and maybe you’ll want to go into to
town and do some shopping. I hope I’m not being too forward, but we don’t see
many other women out here. This is pretty much a man’s place.”

“So I’ve noticed.” So that explained
Serena. Lonely for female companionship. “I’m sure I’ll want to go shopping.”

“Get back in,” Jared said. “We’ll
park up at the house.”

“Bye,” Kitty said, waving at the
girl.

Jared stepped over and whispered
something in Serena’s ear. The woman laughed and nodded. Kitty thought she
heard her say, “crystal clear.”

When Jared climbed in behind the
wheel, he explained, “Serena has worked in my office,” he pointed toward the
building nearest the house, “for years. Her husband manages the ranch. I couldn’t
hold onto this place without them.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

“This place is heavenly,” Kitty
sighed, rolling over onto her back on the chaise lounge. The tiny scraps of
fabric covering her breasts and crotch hardly seemed necessary. For the past
two days she hadn’t seen another soul come near the house. It was as if she and
Jared were at their own private resort. He’d done the cooking, with her
assistance. And they’d made marvelous love—on the patio, in his mammoth
bedroom, and on the freshly cleaned carpets. They’d been gentle and then rough
or rough and then gentle. She felt sated—well, almost.

“I’m glad you like my home. But then
you bring more than a touch of heaven to the place yourself.”

She stared softly at him through her
dark sunglasses. “You can be a romantic.”

“Does that bother you?”

She stretched a leg. “Not as much as
it used to. I’m learning that’s simply part of who you are.”

“That’s progress, I guess.”

She tried not to read too much into
that comment as Jared sat up and gave her another of those devastating grins of
his. “Come on,” he said, “the pool has some shade. Let’s swim. Last one in…”

She didn’t hesitate and raced him to
the pool. She shrieked with laughter as they hit the water at the same instant.
The pool was a huge plus. She seldom got to a pool in Chicago. The Lake was often too cold and was only available for swimming a few months a year.

They swam a half a dozen laps and
then floated side by side. This was beyond heaven. She closed her eyes and
moved in and out of awareness.

“Hey, bro.” Jared’s voice jolted her
alert. “Come on in, the water’s fine.”

Kitty wet her lips and studied the
stocky Adonis who stood at the water’s edge. His bare chest rippled with
muscles and his bare feet only contributed to his sexiness. The jeans he wore
had seen better days.

She watched the man shake his head
without taking his gaze from hers.

“I’m not wearing a swim suit.”

“So hop in with your underwear,”
Jared said lightly.

Again the man shook his head. “Ain’t
wearing any.”

“Hell, come on in anyway. The lady
won’t mind.” Jared eyed her quickly. “Will you?”

She wet her lips and shook her head
in agreement.

The Adonis didn’t need a second
invitation. She watched him turn around and slide his jeans down over a tight
butt. He must own a swim suit. He was tan except for a very small portion of
white skin that probably did nothing to hide his assets.

He turned around and slid quickly
into the water, but not before she saw his very turgid cock. She stared at the
stranger as he did three laps before rolling over to paddle in their direction.

“Water’s fine,” he said, looking at
Jared. “How come I’m the only one without a suit?”

Jared laughed and wiggled his suit
down his thighs before Kitty had a chance to think straight. His cock sprang
immediately erect. Jesus. Jared knew she liked two cocks. Was this a set up?

“You’re game, right?” Jared said,
beginning to untie the knot on the right side of her bikini bottom.

She nodded and wasn’t at all
surprised to feel another set of hands working on the knot on the other side. She
reached behind her and quickly dispensed with the top.

Jared stood in front of her and slid
his cock along the crevice of her pussy. The man behind her reached around and
fondled her breast. His cock nestled in the crack of her ass.

“Our Kitty loves two cocks,” Jared
said, just above a whisper. “Don’t you?”

“Yes.” She rocked back and forth
between the two cocks. The buoyancy of the water made it difficult to keep them
in place.

Jared led her across the pool and
climbed onto the side. He grabbed his cock and stroked it for her. She nodded
and moved between his legs. She leaned over and guided him to her mouth, giving
the man behind her a perfect view of either target he wanted.

When she heard the other man groan
and felt the head of his penis press at her vulva, she smiled around Jared’s
cock. She held steady and the man pushed forward, sinking his shaft into her channel.
Jared’s cock muffled her groan.

She waggled her rump, becoming
comfortable with this new cock. Then when she was ready, she bobbed her mouth
up and down Jared’s shaft. He laced his fingers in her hair. The man behind her
grabbed her by the thighs and hoisted her as if he was holding a wheel barrel. She
was suspended on two cocks, with water supporting much of her weight. And then
the water roiled as the man behind her began fucking in earnest. Each time he
slammed into her she sank farther down Jared’s cock. If there was ever going to
be finesse among the three of them, it had already happened.

The man behind eased a little to time
his thrusts with her movements along Jared’s cock. When she slowed, so did he. When
she quickened, he quickened too. Kitty mewled, breathing haphazardly through her
nose.

She caught movement out of the
corner of her eye. She started to lift off of Jared but he held her head firmly
in place. The man behind her no longer followed her pace. His fingers dug into
her thighs. She could feel his cock expanding.