Knight, Kayla - Her Long Hot Surrender [Raw Texas Heat 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (10 page)

Tyler pressed his forehead against hers. He was so close. Her eyes, her smell, her femininity intoxicated him. Fuck, he wanted this woman. He looked down between their bodies. Her ample breasts rose and fell between them. He smoothed a hand down her thigh and lifted her leg, enjoying the silky feel of her skin beneath his fingertips.

Tyler hooked her leg over his hip, sliding his hand down the creamy smooth skin to cup her buttock. Her back arched, giving him easy access to her nipples.

He whispered against her breasts. “You were a real pricktease at school, Madi. Always thought you were better than anyone else. You drove all us boys fucking crazy with your prick-teasing ways. Now it’s payback time, honey.” Her baby-smooth, feminine slit drew his attention, and he moved the tip of his hard cock into her wet folds. It felt wonderful. His cock trapped in the
V
of her legs, just sliding against the entrance to her cunt. A soft moan escaped her lips. “You like that.”

“Don’t tease me. You know I do. I want all of you.”

His boyhood dream was about to come true. Night after night as a young teenager he’d jerk himself to sleep with the same fantasy—the one where he and Madi would fuck in the school corridor. Instead of just ignoring him like she always did, she’d finally succumb to his advances. He’d take her hard and fast up against the wall with an audience of school friends cheering him on. Gabe would be there, too. He’d show his older brother how to fuck a woman properly. Madi would scream out his name for everyone to hear.
“Oh, Ty, Ty, I love you, Ty. You’re the best, Ty.”

He looked down between their bodies. His chest heaved with the increased adrenaline surging through his veins. It was hard to slow his breathing down. He could see his stomach flexing. Her belly quivered as he slipped further between her legs, his cock sliding effortlessly into her womanly juices, but not yet penetrating her. She moaned in frustration.

Tyler kissed her lips, letting his mouth drift over hers until he nuzzled her neck. Her whole body arched toward him. “Oh, darlin’, you want me so bad, don’t you?”

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her sharp manicured nails almost painful against his skin. “Tyler, please, I need you inside me now.” Madi sounded desperate. It gave him great pleasure to know she needed him. Madison Allen, the untouchable prom queen, needed Tyler Hayes to fuck her.

Well, there was no way he’d disappoint her.

Chapter Ten

Madison wrapped her arms around Tyler’s neck as he smoothed his hands down to cup her buttocks. He lifted her up so his penis strained against her wet pussy, and then using his weight, pinned her back against the wall. The heat in his amber gaze all too evident as he looked at her. As the storm raged outside, she wrapped her legs around him, her ankles crossed neatly under his ass, pulling him closer, trying desperately to make him enter her. He stared into her eyes as he slowly penetrated her inch by delicious inch. A smile played on his full lips as he watched every subtle reaction that she made. Her back arched and she let out a tight moan of satisfaction as he began filling her wet cunt.

He looked magnificent. His hair, still damp from securing the roof, fell about his face. His broad shoulders flexed as he took the strain of her weight. Where their flesh joined, his heat surrounded her. Filled her. Overwhelmed her. The broad
V
of masculine hair on his chest ran all the way down to his stomach where it caressed her skin.

Madison had never felt more like a woman.

Tyler flexed his hips, grinding his body against hers. Each time his huge cock started to withdraw, she drew him back inside using the strength in her legs. He allowed her a little more length until he made one final lunge, seating himself to the hilt. Her mouth fell open in astonishment, and she gasped for air. “Fucking hell, Tyler. You feel like you’re in my womb.” Her pussy felt stretched beyond belief. Nerve endings popped and pinged, sending delicious spasms deep inside her. Trying desperately to control her breathing, she panted heavily.

He chuckled. “Darlin’, us Hayes brothers have never needed to hide in the showers.”

“You’re not joking, cowboy.” Her whole body felt on fire as he continued to fill her. She licked her lips, biting down hard as he speared her entrance relentlessly.

“Harder, Tyler.”

Thunder cracked overhead, dimming the lights. He covered her lips with his own, pushing his tongue deep inside her open mouth, tasting everything about her. He slammed into her over and over again. Her whole body arched until just her shoulders were in contact with the wall. She drew her fingers down his back, scoring the tender flesh with her nails. This felt incredible. She arched again enjoying the fullness he gave her.

Seeing his cock driving inside her made her cry out in pure pleasure. “Oh, God.” He withdrew and then did it again. Like an electric shock, a raw spasm twisted deep inside her, making his cock feel even larger as her cunt contracted around him, squeezing him, feeling every ridge and vein that stood proud.

Her breathing had become almost a pant, and she whimpered every time he filled her with his cock. The interior lights flickered as lightning arced once more across the sky outside, adding to the surreal feel of being fucked against the wall by two hundred and twenty pounds of muscular cowboy. When a terrifying thunderclap cracked overhead they were sent into complete darkness as the electricity failed. Her body jolted in surprise. All she could hear was the sound of their breathing against the backdrop of pouring rain. All she could feel was Tyler filling her cunt with his prick. Everything around her seemed magnified. His body brushed against hers as he rocked his hips back and forth. Her mews of pleasure reached a crescendo, until she came. And oh boy did she come, climaxing like never before, her sopping pussy clamping and milking his huge cock until he too released his seed with a shuddering groan.

“Ty, Jesus, Ty.”

Spent and exhausted, his sweat-covered body lay pressed against hers. His breathing was deep and labored as he rested his head wearily against her breast. Madison couldn’t resist tenderly stroking her fingers through his hair. Then the lights came back on.

“Christ almighty, cowboy. And to think I never even noticed you when we were at high school together.”

He lifted his head and gently kissed her on the lips, his breathing still not back to normal. “I was just a kid. A scrawny strip of piss back then, Madi.”

Slowly he released her, letting her back down to the floor. Her legs felt like jelly, and she felt unsure they would take her weight. Her whole body shook—the aftereffects of adrenaline and the best fuck she’d ever had. Tyler must have noticed because he kicked away his damp jeans and then lifted her into his arms. Without asking permission he carried her up the stairs, two at a time.

He strode straight into her bedroom. Kicked open the door to her private bathroom, and entered. Turning the shower on, he checked the water temperature with his fingertips, and then helped her out of what remained of her dress.

He held the torn garment up. “Sorry, I’d mend it for you, but I can’t sew.”

“That dress cost over two thousand dollars.” Madison had the satisfaction of watching Tyler’s mouth drop open.

“You’re kidding, right?”

She shook her head. “It’s a designer label.” Deciding to put him out of his misery, she put her hand on his. “Carson bought it for me. So I’m okay with it. Just don’t make a habit of ruining my clothes.”

Tyler smiled as he lifted her into the shower. The warm water felt wonderful as it soothed her tired aching muscles.

“There’s plenty of room for two, Ty. Come on in.”

He joined her in the shower. “I loved fucking you, Madi.” He pulled her into his arms and delivered a kiss that made her knees tremble all over again.

“I don’t want to get serious, Tyler. Carson really hurt me. He was a total shit. I won’t be used. I respect myself too much to let that happen again.”

He poured shower gel into the palm of his hand and began working it into her butt crease and pussy. “Who said anything about getting serious? I’m sure we could come to some arrangement where we don’t put demands on one another.” It sounded like heaven to her, and then he said, “Why don’t you come and have dinner with Gabe and me? You’ll see he’s a really nice guy.” Madison felt her shoulders stiffen, and Tyler rubbed his hands down her arms, comforting her. “Now don’t go getting all worked up. When I say dinner that’s exactly what I mean. Nothing else. Not even a kiss.”

Madison giggled. Tyler was such fun to be around. She pouted, and in her very best little girl voice, said, “Not even a little kiss from you?”

He kissed her gently on the forehead. “Just a little one to let you know my intentions are honorable. You don’t need to worry about Gabe. Rest assured, I’ll keep him in line. He won’t be giving you any unwanted attention.”

“Okay, but any talk of ménages and I’ll leave straight away.” The idea of having sex with both brothers at the same time turned her on, but she wasn’t ready to acknowledge that yet. Certainly not to a pair of randy cowboys who happened to live right next door to her. Perhaps staying around Buffalo Springs until her mother’s house sale went through wouldn’t be so bad after all.

* * * *

Two days later

Gabe glanced once more out the window. Madi was late. They’d arranged dinner for seven, and now it was almost eight. He supposed it was a woman’s prerogative, but he couldn’t help feeling that she might not turn up at all. Especially as the last time he’d seen her she’d been aiming a painful-looking stiletto at his head. He guessed he’d scared her when he’d mentioned the word
ménage
.

Tyler came through from the kitchen, having insisted on preparing their meal. “What are you smiling about?”

“Nothing much. Just wondering what sort of mood Madi will be in.”

“Well, certainly not in the mood to jump into bed with both of us.”

Gabe chuckled. “It hadn’t crossed my mind.”

“Fucking liar. Oh, look”—Tyler pointed outside—“there’s a pig flying past the barn.”

Ever since he’d learned that Tyler had fucked Madi, he’d been wondering how they’d persuade her that while two was good, three was definitely much better. There were so many variations. Just watching would be a turn-on in itself. Then there was participating. Gabe felt his cock harden at the mere thought of Madi sandwiched between them both. He knew the idea aroused her, too. If only he’d been a little more subtle instead of approaching the subject like a stallion with a hard-on, perhaps then she might have been more receptive to the idea.

Tyler touched his shoulder. “She’s just arrived, so remember to be on your best behavior, Gabe. Don’t screw this up.”

“Trust me, Ty, I won’t.” He rubbed the back of his head, remembering the stiletto that Madi had thrown bouncing off his skull. That day she’d been a little firebrand, both in and out of the sack.

Tyler went to answer the front door. He’d never seen his brother act this way with any other woman. Gabe knew that Madi had affected them both. He shook his head.
Play it cool, cowboy, play it cool.
Their fascination with her would most probably be short lived.

Gabe heard his brother talking and laughing with Madi on the porch, and then the sound of footsteps. He looked up as she came through the door. How the hell could he play it cool when she was the most desirable and beautiful woman he’d ever seen?

Long blonde hair fell around her shoulders, framing her perfect heart-shaped face. Her green eyes briefly scanned the interior of their home before coming to rest on him. A quiver of excitement coursed through his veins. Their connection felt tenfold. Madi still wanted him, of that he felt sure.

“Hi, Madi.” He tried to act nonchalant, but it was virtually impossible. The sight of her wearing a tight, low-cut yellow blouse, a miniscule white skirt, and black, knee-high leather boots proved almost too much. Gabe cleared his throat as he feasted on her ample cleavage and long, smooth legs. “It’s good to see you again.”

“You too, Gabe.”

He held out his hand, motioning to the sofa. “Take a seat. Dinner won’t be long.”