Unbridled and Unbranded (9 page)

“I’m even sorrier I missed out back then. You were hard to leave behind. I’m glad you didn’t change.”

“I had a few wild-child tendencies, but you brought my wicked side out into the open and slapped it on its ass. I was ever more ready to try things because of your influence.”

Bo laughed. He then leaned forward and kissed her mouth. “Let’s go to my room and reminisce more.”

“Are you going to finally take my ass?”

“I’d love to, but only if you’re ready. We’ll see.”

“I’ve been ready for twelve years, Bo.”

Bo led Callie to the renovated room on the ranch he now called his own. There was one other large suite that Rafe used, and three other nice-size bedrooms in the old converted farmhouse. Eventually it would likely be the room they shared with the wife they wanted to find.

He wished Callie could be that woman. The truth was Bo was lying to himself if he thought he could ever let her go again. But he’d promised her nothing permanent back before they’d made love in her office. He’d never renege on a promise, but he might do his best to make her want to stay with them for a time.

“I see you’ve done some renovations. I saw the luxury kitchen when I was here the other day. It’s beautiful.”

“Rafe did it while I was overseas. I told him to knock it down, level it, and start over, but he kept the best elements and expanded the rest.”

“Yes. From the outside it doesn’t look like much has changed, but inside is a whole different place.” She swiveled her head around to look at what Bo called the upscale Western decor. Everything in the house was taller, brighter, and technologically updated to a sophisticated level.

It was all more than they needed, really, but Rafe was a techno wizard and he liked electronic toys. The hardwood floors and leather furniture made the place look masculine. Perhaps if Callie wanted to stay she could add a feminine touch. Bo mentally shook his head. It was very dangerous to already be figuring out ways to keep her here. He needed to let her go.

He understood more than anyone her need to leave the past and make a better future for herself. And a subject he planned to stay away from anytime they were together.

They climbed the stairs and arrived at his room. He’d left the lights low, and turned down the sheets on his massive wooden carved sleigh bed.

“I want to start by undressing you, Cal. I’ve missed the sheer delight of slowly revealing your body one removed article of clothing at a time.”

Callie lifted her arms in the air slowly, swirling her hands and undulating her arms like she was about to do a harem dance in front of him. She paused and smiled. “Well, come on then and take my clothes off, Bo. I know we have all night, but I’m ready to go.”

He lifted her cotton shirt up over her head and tossed it on the bench at the foot of his bed. Next he unzipped and pulled her jean skirt carefully down over her hips and legs. She had spectacular legs. Not to mention her lip-licking full breasts and a lean, muscular body any man between the ages of eighteen and eighty would maybe kill for.

She stepped out of the skirt and kicked it to the side. She lowered her arms to his shoulders and pulled him close.

Her barely clad body made his heart race with the anticipation of pending amazing sex. Bo stroked his hands up and down along her spine, stopping only to pop the bra strap in the back. He still hadn’t lost his touch. She flung the bra over her shoulder and he lowered his mouth to one tip. He licked her distended nipple and sucked it between his lips. She tasted like honey and salt. Sexy as hell. His cock, already hard and fully ready to fuck, pulsed when he tasted her.

Callie arched her back as he suckled. Her fingers dug into his shoulders. She suddenly pulled at opposite sides of his shirt collar, and the top button of his Oxford went flying in the air and skittered across the floor beneath the bed. He pulled his mouth off her breast. “Ready for me, are you?” He straightened and started hurriedly unbuttoning the rest. The final two were stubborn so he just pulled his apart and let the buttons fly.

It felt good to rip his shirt off. Callie, only in her panties, was already backing up toward the bed and playing with her own nipples.

Bo advanced on her. He reached down, grasping the edges of her panties, he ripped the seemingly gossamer fabric off with his bare hands and threw them over his shoulder. The breathy little noise she made in surprise only fueled his lust.

He pressed her back on to the bed and quickly divested himself of his jeans and boxers before following her down to the bed. Bo was on her naked, lovely form two seconds later. He rubbed his body across hers and she moaned. Her arms circled his neck as his cock dented her soft belly.

He moved his hips back and forth, fucking the flesh of her lower torso until he could get his lust under control. She was so fucking hot, he needed to slow down and savor her, instead of fucking her blindly to find his release in seconds like he was on his way to doing right now.

Bo slid his hand between her legs to assess her readiness. She was gushing for him. And that made him even hotter.

“Bo,” she whispered. “Take me.”

Bo rose and reached into the nightstand for a condom. “Turn over,” he whispered back and rolled the condom over his overly sensitive dick. He was so excited he practically came just putting it on. Callie wound him up like no other woman he’d ever known.

She slipped onto her stomach and spread her legs apart. The first thing his gaze found was that incredibly sexy tattoo of his name on her lower back. The letters were solid and bold in the color of a standard bluish format.

Callie didn’t have a girly scripted lettering either, but what looked like mini-barbed wire shaped in the two letters that formed his short name centered below two curly S-shapes resting on their sides. He’d never look on it without getting a rush of pleasure. Just like she intended. It was foolish to be so moved by a tattoo, but he was touched by her gesture. A long-ago surprise that he might never have seen if she hadn’t gotten stranded at her family ranch all this time.

Legs wide and dangling off the edge of the bed, Callie was a sexual delight waiting to fulfill him. Bo stepped forward and aimed his cock at her gushing center. He brushed his fingertips over the tattoo gently right before he gripped her hips in his hands. He quickly pulled her backward onto his wide, needy cock. He slid straight into her hot pussy with little resistance. She was slick with desire, easing his entry slightly.

She sighed, and he heard a little moan as he pushed all the way inside.

Bo, still standing at the edge of the bed, thrust his cock even further into her body. She was exquisitely tight and slick and so very easy to let loose and fuck wildly until he came screaming. He had to stop moving right now or he’d come. He reached around and started stroking her clit with furious intent. He wasn’t the kind of man who ever let his satisfaction come before his partner. Mostly because once he came the first time, he was worthless for several minutes. Knowing he needed extra recovery time, Bo always without fail would ensure Callie came first.

He rubbed her clit five times before she arched her back and came apart, shrieking and writhing against him. The first time her pussy clamped down on his cock in orgasmic response, he had to close his eyes and run a couple of football stats to keep from losing it. He wasn’t ready to let go. Not yet. He wanted more. Wanted to pound inside of her several times. He gripped her thighs and pushed his hips forward, shooting his cock deeply into her body.

The rhythmic clenching of her pussy rippled along his shaft and fueled his blinding lust. He started thrusting harder and faster on the barest edge of letting go. With each stoke, Callie made sexy noises, and he didn’t last three strokes when she wriggled her ass against him.

The feel of her pussy squeezing the orgasm out of him was pure ecstasy in motion.

He put his hand over his name on her lower back and bent over, collapsing on her seconds later.

“Good God, Callie. You really know how to wring it out of me.” He took all his limited strength and rolled to one side of her so as not to crush her to the bed.

“Your massive cock is so satisfying. But I’m surprised you didn’t fuck my ass.”

“I want to savor it and enjoy it. If I’d put my cock in your ass just now, I wouldn’t have made it past the ring of muscles before embarrassing myself by spewing my orgasm like a teenage boy after a month without sex.”

Her laughter caressed his heart. “Maybe next time, then.”

“Maybe. Although that simple tattoo is a game changer for me.”

“A game changer? What do you mean?”

“I mean I look at it and my mind goes numb with lust. I lose control. At first I thought, ‘Cool, a tattoo of my name.’ Tonight I thought, ‘Fuck, that’s a tattoo of
my
name,’ and I almost lost it.”

“I’m so glad you like it.”

“Did it hurt?”

“Fuck, yes. It
so
did.” She laughed. “I have to say though that your reaction has made that long-ago hurt worth it.”

The muffled sound of a door closing across the house made them both turn toward the bedroom door. Bo had left it open for Rafe. The next sound was of boots on the wooden stairway leading to the second floor.

Ten seconds later, Rafe was framed inside the doorway. “Hmm. Naked people. Excellent. May I join in?”

Bo stood up and motioned him over. “We’ve only made it as far as round one.” He turned and made his way to the en suite bathroom. “Go say hello, why don’t you?”

Rafe strolled across the room toward the bed. “I just want to stare at your breasts for a while, is that okay?”

“Sure. And you can touch them and lick them, if you want, but you have to get naked first.”

Chapter Six

“I have to get naked?” He glanced at the ceiling as if he had to think about whether it was worth it to get undressed in order to see her breasts.

“I guess you don’t have to lose any clothes. Come here.” Callie opened her crossed arms and exposed her breasts to his view. “Please take a closer look.”

He approached, and didn’t bother to remove a stitch of clothing. She was on her back in bed. The caress of his gaze on her bare flesh sent her mind spinning in arousing directions.

“You look at me as though you want to take a bite.”

“Maybe I do.” He flattened himself on top of her. His head was now level with her chest. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of her breasts once as he moved.

He kissed the valley between them then moved his body up hers until he could kiss her lips. He rolled over onto his back and pulled her with him as he went. His hands suddenly stroked up and down her bare spine. Soon his hands ended up on her ass. He pulled her into his growing cock as they kissed and kissed.

There was something decadent about being naked and embraced with someone who was fully dressed. She liked it.

Bo returned sometime in the middle of their kiss, but he just climbed onto the other side of the bed and watched them. Callie wasn’t quite as used to this open lifestyle as they were obviously, but it was clear there was absolutely no jealousy between them where she was concerned.

Rafe broke the kiss and rolled them back to where they’d started. He then lifted up off of her quickly. His gaze went from her eyes to her breasts again. A slight smile formed on his mouth.

“Where are you going?”

“Nowhere.” He pulled his shirt off and tossed it over one shoulder. “I’m just getting naked,” he said and smiled. “Don’t worry, I don’t plan to go far. I promise to stay right in your sight.”

“So explain to me how this whole double penetration sex scenario works. And how I can convince you to initiate me tonight.”

Bo laughed. “You are intent, aren’t you?”