Dixie Lynn Dwyer (13 page)

“I thought I did, too. So that’s what you need my expertise in? You need me to get rid of him?”

“We’ll discuss particulars when you return. Dixie Chix isn’t going anywhere so why not just head back to Austin in the morning? We’ll go over everything.”

“Well, Pierce, I think once I tell you why this situation is so sensitive you’ll understand. I just think you should not jump the gun here when I tell you.”

“Robert, just spit it out. What the fuck?”

“The dance hall Dixie Chix is incredible. It’s worth owning, and it’s owned by seven women.”

“Seven women? Shit. Then I guess this will be a piece of cake. I ain’t never met a woman who was better than me in business, nor any man for that matter. Is that the sensitive part?”

“No. One of the women is someone we know.”

“Okay, you’ve got my attention. Who is it?”

“Juliana.”

Robert listened, waited for the yelling, the obscenities, anything that indicated that his boss heard him. He was about to repeat himself when Pierce spoke.

“I’m getting on a plane. I’ll be there by morning. You get her, bring her back to the hotel, and wait there for me.”

“I won’t be able to do that.”

“Why the fuck not? She’s mine. I thought she was dead because you never found her and she didn’t return home. She was so young and naive. How the hell did she survive? My God, what does she look like? Is she beautiful? She’d be about twenty-two now.”

“She’s involved in a relationship.”

“Who gives a fuck? You take care of him, and that’s final.”

“It’s not a typical relationship, Pierce. This town, Delite, is unique to say the least.”

“You’re rambling again, Robert. What kind of relationship?”

“She’s fucking two guys.”

Robert pulled the phone away from his ear as the yelling and anger penetrated through the line.

“I told you that this was a sensitive situation.” Robert told Pierce about the ménage relationships, the owners of the dance hall, and the locals in the community.

“So we start blackmailing her suppliers. Start with the liquor suppliers then the board of health and fire inspectors. It’s a fucking hick town in the middle of Texas. How difficult can it be to start fucking with her friends and co-owners to make Juliana submit? Oh crap, wait a minute. I just got an idea. I’ve got plenty of businesses like this one. I don’t need it, but I will need some leverage to get Juliana out of there and to come back home with me. You said her friends are close and that she has two lovers?”

“Yes, Teddy took a shot at one of them and hit him in the shoulder.”

“Good, very good. She’ll know that they’re accessible. We’ll threaten their lives. She’ll give in quickly. I’m still flying out tonight. I want to see this place. I want to walk in there and see her face when I arrive. Tell me, Robert, how lovely is she? It’s been so difficult to find others.”

“I’ll send you some pictures that Teddy took.”

“Send them right away. I’ll call you when I arrive. My Juliana will truly be mine in a matter of days.”

* * * *

Carl was lying down on the big, wide couch in the living room watching Juliet as she helped Richie make dinner. If it weren’t for his aching shoulder, the bandages, and the fact that eight highly trained soldiers stood guard around the property, it would almost seem like a normal evening with their girlfriend. He took in the sight of his woman. She was more than a girlfriend. In a matter of days she had become his everything. She looked gorgeous as usual, wearing her hair tied back in a low ponytail. The red locks brushed over her lower back and the patch of skin. She wore a pair of black hip-hugger pants that showed off her perfect ass as well as her belly ring every time she raised her arms up to reach for something or bend over. The navy-blue T-shirt she wore fell off the shoulders and revealed a pretty lace tank top. She was breathtaking.

He watched her closely as she prepared a small dish of cheese and crackers then brought it over to him. She sat down on the edge of the couch beside him and checked him for fever, fussing over him as Richie teased him in the background.

“Quit being such a wuss. You got a damn flesh wound and you’re acting like a baby.”

“Hey, he was shot, Richie,” Juliet reprimanded then stared at Carl.

“Do you need anything? Would you like to have dinner in here? I can feed you.”

He caressed her thigh and smiled at her.

“I’m good, baby. All I need right now is a taste of you. Come here.” She slid down, half over his chest, to touch her lips to his own. He used his good arm to maneuver around her and cup her lower back then smooth down over her ass as he increased the pressure of the kiss. She tasted so good, like honey and wine, as sweet as could be. He adjusted his hips, raising one leg up against the side of the couch so that she fell between his legs.

He released her lips, and she kept her hands on his chest as she stared down into his eyes.

“Stay right here, baby. You feel so good. I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

She snuggled her head under his chin and caressed his chest.

“I don’t want to hurt you. You were shot, Carl, and should be resting.”

“Fuck that. I’ve been shot before, honey. This is nothing. It’s just the stitches that kind of hurt. Nothing too extreme.”

She raised her head up to look at him, and he could see the tears in her eyes and the fear.

“I’m sorry, Carl.”

He squeezed her ass and thigh. “Hush now, darling, this ain’t your fault. If you think about it, you actually saved me by hugging me so hard from behind I nearly lost my balance. It could have been a different story entirely.”

She looked so sad and serious before she leaned forward and touched her lips gently to his. They stayed snuggling together on the couch until dinner was ready, and he couldn’t help but shake the feeling that Juliet was hiding something.

* * * *

Richie had checked with the guards before locking up, setting the alarm, taking a shower, and heading to bed. Juliet had just finished showering when she stepped out to dry off and saw Carl standing there, leaning against the vanity in only his boxers.

“Hey, why aren’t you in bed?” she asked as she dried herself off then pulled the shower cap from her hair.

“I was lonely in there without you,” he whispered so seriously her belly quivered. How was she going to ever leave him or Richie? What if Robert and Pierce pushed so hard, she had no choice? She wouldn’t let them get hurt, or worse, killed. She swallowed hard and turned around to apply some fragrant body powder and then run a brush through her hair.

He walked closer, used the towel to turn her around, and tugged her to him with his good hand. Carl towered over her, and the hungry expression in his eyes made her body warm with need. She wanted him inside of her. She wanted Richie.

He held her gaze as he looked down into her eyes.

“Everything is ready.” Richie suddenly appeared in the doorway. Every nerve ending in her body knew that something was up. They wanted to make love to her just as she anticipated making love with them.

Carl ran his good hand down over her back to her ass, and he squeezed.

“You trust us right?” he whispered, and she nodded without a hesitation. Of course she trusted them.

He turned her toward the doorway and walked with her to the bedroom. Richie pulled off his shorts and now stood by the bed, his cock hard and aroused.

She immediately saw the tube of lube on the side table just as Carl rubbed his palm over her ass cheek and squeezed. They were going to make love to her together.

“You’re so beautiful, Juliet. You’re everything Carl and I ever hoped for and wished you to be. Tonight is special. Come here,” Richie told her, and Carl stopped her a moment, leaned down to place his lips softly against hers before he took off his boxers, then took position on the bed.

She walked to Richie, and he kissed her hard on the mouth. He used his hands to caress every inch of her then lifted her up into his arms so that she straddled his waist.

He kissed along her cheek, her neck, then to her shoulder before laying her on her back on the bed. He continued a pathway of kisses along her body as he spread her thighs. When his mouth latched on to her pussy, she moaned as she tilted her head back. She felt Carl lean to her side and lick across her nipple before pulling the taut tip between his teeth. He pulled as Richie added a finger to her cunt and began to press in. He was moving slowly, testing her channel, and making her cream drip with every stroke. She felt aroused, hot, and ready to explode.

“I love your breasts, Juliet. They’re more than a handful, and I have big hands,” Carl whispered then blew a warm breath over her nipple, making it hard. She moaned until she felt Richie’s finger swipe against her puckered hole, using her own cream to lubricate it.

She gasped.

“Easy now, baby. Richie is going to make that sweet little hole nice and ready for his cock. We want to make love to you together,” Carl whispered then kissed her on the mouth, devouring her moans.

Richie used his free hand to bend her leg upward so that her feet were lying flat on the mattress, her thighs open wide, and her ass and pussy accessible.

As Carl continued to make love to her mouth, Richie stroked her pussy with his thumb then pressed a digit into her anus.

She lifted her hips and moaned into Carl’s mouth.

In and out she felt Richie finger her ass and thumb her pussy, pressing in just the right spot and arousing every part of her body. She suddenly wasn’t so intimidated about the idea of anal sex. She was curious, aroused in wonder, imagining two cocks inside of her at once. She would feel bound to Carl and Richie like nothing else could do.

Carl pulled from her mouth so he could look down at what Richie did to her.

“Look at her, Carl. Isn’t she perfect? Her hole is so tight and her pussy wet. I think she’s ready for us to fill her with cock. Ain’t that right, baby?” Richie asked as he pressed in and out of both holes.

“Yes!” she hissed, and Carl smiled, lying back down on the bed as he adjusted his thighs so they were over the side.

Richie pulled his fingers from her body, lifted her up, and placed her on top of Carl.

Richie gripped a handful of her hair and moved it to the side so he could see her back.

She felt his palms rub along her spine then to her ass before spreading her cheeks.

“So fucking beautiful.” He kissed her spine.

Carl reached up with his good hand to adjust his cock. She lifted her thighs and took his cock into her pussy, inch by inch, losing her breath at the feel of it.

“Oh God, Carl!” she exclaimed, tilting her head back as she began to lift up and down on his shaft. He held her hip and stared up into her eyes.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so goddamn good it’s amazing. More, sweetie, give me more,” he encouraged her as she gripped his shoulder on his good side, his waist on the bad one, and began a rhythm of pumping up and down on his thick, long shaft. She felt Richie moving behind her. Then his hands pressed over her back.

“Your ass is all I can think about, Juliet. I’m watching you fuck my brother, seeing your slick, wet pussy suck his cock in and out of you, and hot damn, woman, I want in. I want this ass, Juliet. Will you let Carl and I make love to you together?”

“Yes, oh God, yes, I want it. I’m going to come.”

“Don’t you dare come, baby. Not until I’m in this ass, you hear me?” She felt the cool liquid press against her puckered hole and then Richie’s finger squeeze through the tight rings then slowly move out. He began a rhythm with his finger in her ass as she thrust up and down on top of Carl.

She felt the tight pinching, a feeling of fullness, and couldn’t imagine what it was going to feel like with two cocks inside of her at once.

“You ready, baby?”

She nodded, and Carl pulled her down against his chest and kissed her mouth. He ravaged her like a man about to lose all control. Behind her, she felt the tip of Richie’s cock as Carl thrust upward into her.

“Fuck!” Richie began to push through, breaching the puckered hole as her inner muscles gripped his cock.

“So fucking tight. Damn, it feels incredible. I’ve wanted this tight, sexy ass for too fucking long. Too fucking long, baby,” Richie admitted, and his voice sounded so sexy and distorted. She felt a new sense of feminine arousal and primal need inside of her.

Carl released her lips to breathe.

“Fuck, she’s tight,” Carl added as Richie pulled slowly out of her then shoved forward.

“Oh!” she screamed as the two men began to pump in and out of her together. She was never at a loss for cock, and with every stroke her love for them and connection to them grew stronger.

“So good. Oh God, move faster, harder, Richie, harder, I’m gonna come.”

Richie grabbed her hips tighter and thrust into her ass hard and fast. She felt his balls and Carl’s cock somehow grow thicker inside of her.

She rose up a little so she could help ease the ache inside her body, and Carl pumped his hips upward while he pinched her nipples and pulled them. She screamed her release, and both men followed, yelling her name then pumping two more times.