Ride Me Dirty(27)

Her smile was slow and sweet. "I'm staying for good."

Sam let out a whoop that had a guy in jeans and a camo t-shirt staring  and I lifted Katie up for another kiss. When I set her back down, she  looked up at us in confusion. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We came to get you," Sam said. "Cara told us you took off."

"If we were too late, we were ready to buy tickets to New York," I  added. I took her hand in mine. "I'm sorry, Katie. Back at the house, we  were tough on you. Maybe too tough."

She shook her head quickly. "No, you weren't."

Sam wouldn't let her finish. "We were. But it was only because we wanted you to see that you love it here."

"We knew you would never sell to that developer," I said.

Tears welled up in her eyes and it was all I could do not to pick her up again and this time never let her go.

"Really? You knew that I would make the right decision?"

Sam scoffed. "Of course. We may not have known you for long, but we do know you."

"There was no doubt in my mind," I said. "We just needed you to realize how much you care about Bridgewater."

She nodded. "I do care about Bridgewater." Dropping her head, she peeked  up at us from beneath lowered lashes. "And you. Both of you."

Sam wrapped an arm around her shoulders and I squeezed her waist. At  that moment, it all seemed to click into place-for me, at least. With  Katie nestled against my side, and Sam beside her, this was where we  were meant to be. This. We were a team, just the way our relatives  before us had intended.

We were also making a scene. The airport wasn't crowded but we'd been  carrying on as if we were alone in a bubble and not smack dab in the  middle of a public place.

"Maybe we should take this elsewhere," Sam said. He went to grab the  abandoned luggage while I entwined my hand with Katie's and led her  toward the exit.

Sam caught up to us as we were crossing the parking lot toward my truck.

"I returned my rental car," Katie said, as if there was any doubt that she'd be coming home with us.

"We'll have to look into getting you a car," Sam said. "You can't use a rental car forever."

Forever. The word hung out there in the fresh summer air. For a second I  felt sure she would bolt again. I knew that skittish colt look when I  saw it. Taking a deep breath, she added, "Yeah, I guess you're right.  Where does a girl go to find a used car around here?"

Just like that, the spooked look was gone. Maybe she wanted this new life after all.

We reached the truck when Katie stopped and looked up at us. "I know  what I've been saying all along …  about how much I needed that promotion  and how important it was that I go back."

I exchanged a quick look with Sam. Where was this going?

"I get it if you don't trust me or this decision." Her expression was so  serious, it looked like she was about to break some terrible news. "But  I know what I'm doing. I may have had my priorities all messed up  before, but they're clear now. I'm staying in Bridgewater, it's where I  belong."         

     



 

I grinned at Sam before turning back to her. "We know that, sweetness."

Sam cut in. "You don't have to apologize for not seeing it right away.  You weren't raised here and this is all new to you. We don't expect you  to adapt overnight."

I skimmed my palm down her back and squeezed that plump ass of hers  playfully. "You've got plenty of nights to get used to this idea."

I wanted to tell her how I felt, to let Sam take the time to do the same, but the airport parking lot wasn't the place to do it.

She laughed as I handed her up into the truck. When she turned to smile  down at me, the rightness of it had me grinning back at her. I'd known  she was the one ever since that plane ride. When she'd accidentally  straddled me, everything in me had said she's the one. I knew Sam had  the same experience the moment he'd spotted her at the bar. But we'd  been raised in Bridgewater so finding the one and knowing it instantly …   that wasn't a foreign concept for us. But Katie? She'd had to learn to  trust her heart. And us.

I climbed up to sit beside her, my cock growing hard just thinking of  all the ways we would reward her for making the right decision, to show  her how we felt.

Sam took his seat on the other side of Katie after loading her luggage  in the back. I saw his hand reach out and caress her bare thigh just  above her knee where her skirt stopped. Yup, my cousin and I were on the  same page, all right.

I'd learned my lesson about pressuring this woman, though, and wouldn't  do it again. I stroked her leg where it pressed against mine and gave it  a little squeeze. "Listen, sweetness. We know that you're the one for  us and we're pretty headstrong about it. You can take your time coming  around to that realization, just as long as you don't run off. We won't  push you again."

Sam nodded. "We tried to throw you head first into the deep end with all  this talk of being the one, didn't we? From here on out, we promise to  let you ease into the idea."

Katie was quiet for a few moments, her eyes fixed on the sight of our  hands on her thighs. She reached down and grabbed a hold of our hands  and squeezed. "Thank you. Really. I appreciate that." She turned to  glance up at me and then Sam, then slid her hands up the tops of her  thighs, her skirt riding up with it. I'd pulled out of the parking spot,  but was still in the lot. I slammed on the brakes to watch what she was  doing. I moved my hand from her leg, so did Sam. Lifting her hips, she  shimmied out of her lavender and lace panties, worked them down her  legs. Holding them up in the air, the delicate fabric dangled from her  finger as she spread her knees wider and exposing her pussy. "But if you  don't mind, I'd rather you ease me right into bed."

Sam growled and snatched her panties, put his hand on her knee. "Good girl, Katie."

Putting my hand on her other knee, we kept her pussy exposed as I  pressed my foot to the accelerator and sped toward my ranch like the  devil was on our tail.







CATHERINE



By the time we got to Jack's ranch, I was on fire. It could have been  the rush of adrenaline and the heady elation at seeing Sam and Jack at  the airport that had me be so bold, but no. It was that they'd been  right all along. Yes, they were demanding and bossy as hell, but I  needed it. Wanted it. I wanted them. So when I tugged off my panties and  held them out for them, it was a sign, albeit a very naughty one, that I  was giving myself to them. To let them know I was submitting to them. I  wanted to be between them, the rest of the world slipping away. No,  going commando wasn't going to make my problems go away, but it was a  reminder that I had Jack and Sam. I wasn't alone any more.

When Jack turned off his truck in front of his house, I was vibrating  with pent up emotions. Luckily, I had my men to help me with that.

My men. I was starting to get used to the idea, slowly but surely. I'd  tell them that. But for now, all I wanted was to show them.

"Jack," I said as we walked into his house, his arm about my waist. "When exactly was it that you knew I was the one?"

His slow smile said he knew exactly where I was going with this. Falling  back onto the couch, he patted his lap. "I believe you were right about  here."

Sam leaned against doorframe as he watched me as I undid the zipper on  my skirt, slid it down my feet to let it fall to the floor, bare from  the waist down. I straddled Jack. "Here?" I asked.

"Mmhmm." His hands came up to grip my thighs and from where I stood I  could see the thick bulge of his cock pressing against his jeans. "On  that plane, all I could think about was how I wanted to shove aside your  panties and pull you down to sit on my cock. But bare is better."         

     



 

I bit back a groan-who would have thought we'd had the same fantasy? I  couldn't wait any longer. "Do you know what I wanted to do?"

"Show me." His eyelids were heavy with desire as he watched me unbutton  his jeans and pull down his zipper. He lifted his hips so I could pull  his jeans down low enough to pull out that long, thick cock. He grabbed a  condom from his pocket and slid it on with deft fingers.

Leaning down, I whispered in his ear. "I wanted to ride you, cowboy."

"Now's your chance, sweetness. Climb on and ride me dirty. Yeah, just like that."

Settling one knee on either side of his hips, I hovered over his hard  cock, then lowered myself to take him into my pussy in one quick  movement. I was so wet from being open to them in the truck, the feel of  him so thick and deep had me gasping for air. Jack's growl was low and  primitive and before I knew what was happening his hands came to my hips  and gripped me hard. He took over, rocking his hips to pump that cock  into me hard and fast.

I'd never seen Jack lose control …  but I liked it. I turned my head to  make sure Sam was watching. Sure enough, his dark gaze was on me and my  pussy grew wetter than ever knowing he was turned on by the sight of me  riding his cousin. I flicked my gaze down to his erection and licked my  lips.