Boots and Lace (3 page)

“I’ll show you little.” He whipped the towel from around his waist and dangled his cock in her face.

She laughed and ran a finger along his thick shaft. “I stand corrected.”

Nick sat dumbstruck in his chair as his younger brother danced around their guest like a professional stripper. Holy hell. Cory had told him he’d been dancing for tips at the Ugly Stick and bachelorette parties, but Nick had never seen him actually perform.

At one point Cory sat his ass in her lap, then leaned over to touch his toes, his balls hanging loose between his legs. “Spank me, Lacey.”

“This night is turning out better than I could have hoped for.” Lacey spanked his buttocks.

“That the best you can do?” Cory teased. “I thought older women had this trick down.” He shook his ass in her face.

She slapped Cory hard, leaving a red print on his cheek.

Nick’s dick hardened, and his butt muscles clenched each time Lacey slapped his brother’s ass.

“Better.” He danced out of her reach, turned toward her and danced back, his cock sticking straight out, bobbing in time to his moves.

Nick turned away, his dick so tight it ached. “I think I’ll go to bed and leave you two to it.”

“Party pooper.” Lacey waved him toward her. “Don’t you want to show the whelp what a real man can do?”

He frowned. “I’m not into threesomes.”

“How do you know?” she challenged, her gaze slipping to the telltale evidence of his interest. “Ever been in one?”

His shoulders straightened, his chin tipping up. “No, and I don’t plan on starting.”

Cory danced around her then spun off and gyrated around Nick. “Ah, come on, bro, don’t disappoint the lady.”

“I don’t need this. I’m not ready.”

Cory snorted, his gaze going to the giant tent Nick’s dick was making beneath the towel. “Really?”

With his brother’s dick bobbing toward him, Nick was beginning to think moving in with Cory might not have been such a good idea. What kind of ideas had he gotten from stripping at the Ugly Stick? “I don’t have sex with just anyone.”

“Lighten up, big brother.” Cory turned to face the woman in the chair. “Lacey’s not just anyone.”

“I believe sex should be shared with someone you are committed to.” And he sure as hell wasn’t ready to commit to anyone in the near future. Not after he’d been burned so badly.

Lacey snorted. “Then definitely, go to bed. I’m not the commitment type. All I want is a little harmless sex with two good-looking men. But one will do.”

“Thanks.” Cory shook his head. “Way to shoot a boner down.”

“Sorry, sweetcakes.” Lacey stood and grabbed his cock, massaging it back to a full head. “It’s only fair that you know the truth up front. I’m not here for a happily ever after.” She shot a glance over her shoulder, her gaze directed at Nick. “I don’t believe in them.”

A surge of disappointment made Nick cross his arms over his chest. “Good, because neither do I.”

Lacey’s brows rose. “Good.”

“Good.” Nick’s nod was curt, intended to end the conversation. At that point he should have stalked off to his bedroom. But he didn’t.

“Well that’s one thing we can agree on.” Lacey let go of Cory’s dick and closed the distance between her and Nick. “Now, are you going to use that thing or slink off to the bathroom for a cold shower?”

His eyes narrowed the closer she got. “I’ve already had my shower.”

“Then don’t be shy.” She grabbed his towel and yanked it free of his hips. She studied him, turning him to the side, her head tipped. “Um. Passable.”

Sassy, wasn’t she? Nick frowned, his chest pushing out. “What do you mean passable?”

“I’ve seen guys with big dicks and the poor fellas didn’t know what to do with them.”

“I know what to do,” Nick ground out.

She touched his cock with the tip of her finger, dropping her voice into a soft, sultry drawl Nick was sure she’d used to seduce other men. “Then show me, big fella.”

Nick growled, his blood humming through his veins, lust wreaking havoc with what little was left of his control. “Woman, you’ve about pushed all my buttons.”

She skimmed her hand over his length all the way to his balls. “As long as one of them was the on switch.”

Unable to resist a moment longer, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the bedroom and the mattress still lying on the floor.

Cory stood in the middle of the living room, his shoulders sagging. “Does that mean I don’t get a lesson?”

Lacey leaned up over Nick’s shoulder. “No, that means, come on, we’re gonna rumble!”

Cory started forward.

Nick growled again. “I didn’t say I’d be party to a ménage.”

The younger McBride ground to a halt. “So, what’s it to be? Am I in or out?”

Lacey leaned back in Nick’s arms and stared up at him. “If Cory isn’t invited, you can put me down. I want both of you, and if I can’t have what I want, I’ll take my pizza and go home.”

“Damn your pizza.” For a long moment, he stared down at her. Then his shoulders rose and fell and he flung a look over his shoulder. “The lady wants you too.” 

“A good thing. That’s my bed you’re aiming for.”

Nick groaned again. Damn this entire situation. He’d get in for a good fuck and send this broad back to her apartment. No strings, no
call me later
…nothing. In and out and that would be the end of it.

What was it he’d learned in college literature? Best laid plans of mice and men…

Nick soon learned that Lacey had other plans and a quick in and out wasn’t one of them.

Chapter Two

After a rocky start, Lacey was well on her way to scratching her itch with not one but two handsome men. Life didn’t get better. So what if one of them frowned like a grizzly with a sore paw. He had a cock that could make a horse blush, and she was about to get some of it.

And if the old biddies of the Temptation Garden Club got wind of her ménage with a couple of guys living in the same house as she was, all the better.

She’d come down the stairs with low to no expectations of getting laid, but once she set eyes on Nick, the guy she’d been drooling over at the Ugly Stick, her hopes grew, as did Nick’s magnificent cock.

The man was tall and broad shouldered, with wavy, dark hair that hung long around his ears. He had that slightly weathered look of a man who had a little bit of life experience. It was far past sexy and had her body humming with desire.

The two men might be brothers, but they were as different as night and day. Cory with his long silky mane of white-blond hair and blue eyes and Nick with his unruly dark locks and deep brown eyes. Yum.

Lacey knew Cory, and wouldn’t mind a bit of play with the gorgeous stripper, but Nick…

Now, there was a real man.

She expected him to lay her on the mattress, instead, he tossed her.

Lacey squealed, landing with a soft thump, her pulse quickening with the little bit of rough play.

Nick pointed a finger at her. “Get this straight. No strings.”

She nodded, letting her lips curl into a sassy, sexy smile. “That’s my rule in any relationship. No strings.”

“I’m not going to call you tomorrow, so don’t bother waiting by the phone.”

“No phone.” She leaned up on her elbows and stroked her finger over her jean-clad crotch. “You’re making me wet with anticipation, cowboy.”

“And I’m only doing this ménage thing once.” He glanced down at his stiff erection. “Because if I don’t, I’m going to hurt all night long.”

She scrambled to her knees and reached up to stroke his cock. “Can’t have you hurtin’, now, can we?” She cupped his balls and guided his dick to her lips. “I know just the thing to make you feel better. In fact, I think I can cure you.”

“No woman will ever cure me.”

“Into boys, are you?” She dropped her voice to a low tenor. “I can pretend to be a boy, if that’s what gets you off.”

Cory snorted behind her. “I don’t think that’s what he meant. But that might be fun.”

Lacey stuck out her tongue and licked a circle around the head of Nick’s cock. “You can pull my hair if you like. I like it a little rough.”

“Hot damn.” Cory scooted around Nick, his cock brushing against Nick’s hip.

The older man shook his head. “I’m not into boys.”

“Well, brother, I’m not into boys either, but if the lady wants both of us, I’m willing.” Cory grinned. 

“Blah, blah, blah.” Lacey rolled her eyes. “All talk, no action and I’ll be on my way home to my trusty vibrator.” She licked Nick’s cock again, this time trailing her tongue down to the base.

His member twitched.

She smiled. “Like that?”

He moaned. “God, that feels good,”

“Been too long?” she quizzed.

His lips twisted. “Way too long.” There was a story behind his words.

Lacey was curious, but too hot to delve deeper at that moment. The dark, smoky-eyed look he gave her made her tingle all over. “Bet you want it hard and fast.”

“I want it any way I can get it.”

“Talk like that will go to a girl’s head.” She licked his head. “I’m beginning to feel like a freak being the only one who’s not naked.” Lacey raised her arms. When Nick didn’t move, she rolled her eyes. “That was a hint.”

Nick snatched the hem of her tank top and ripped it up over her head. His breath caught and his eyes flared, his gaze on the rounded swells of her breasts.

Lacey’s nipples tightened into tight little buds. She wanted him to take one into his mouth and suck hard. But he seemed a bit reluctant to initiate anything. “That’s a start.” Her fingers went to the button at the waistband of her shorts. 

Nick brushed her hands aside, flipped the rivet through the hole and slid the zipper down, pushing aside the lace of her thong panties. The man groaned when his hand skimmed across her thatch of curly brown hair. His cock pulsed and his hands shook. 

Lacey’s hopes rose. If his visible physical reactions were anything to go on, she had his interest, even it was given reluctantly.

When the shorts and panties reached her knees where they were buried in the mattress, Nick pushed her gently back against the comforter and straightened her legs, tugging the shorts off her ankles.

As soon as Nick slung her jean shorts to the floor, Lacey sprang back to her knees, her breasts bobbing in Nick’s face. After his dogged denial to participate, Lacey was even more determined to push Nick’s boundaries. And having both men in the room helped with her initial shyness over flirting with the brooding cowboy, emboldening her every move. She glanced over Nick’s shoulder at Cory. “Ever done it doggy-style, college boy?”

Cory shrugged. “Sadly, my education has not included that particular position…yet.”

“Then step right up.” She came up on her hands and knees and waggled her ass, so hot she thought she might self-combust before she got the ball rolling. “I’m wet and ready, whenever you are.”

“You’re killing me, woman,” Nick said through clenched teeth.

“I plan on doing a whole lot more to you before you die, cowboy. So hang around.” She took him full into her mouth, sucking hard, dragging him all the way to bump against the back of her throat.

His fingers threaded through her hair and he moaned. “Holy hell, that feels good.”

Lacey dragged her teeth across his velvety-smooth cock as she eased out to the tip. “Thought you’d like that.”

Cory dropped to his knees behind her on the mattress.

“Know your way around back there, college boy?” she asked.

He laughed. “I think I can find the spot.”

“Then do it. I’m already halfway there.” She glanced back at him. “And I like to be spanked.”

Cory smacked her ass with his young, big hand. “Like that?”

“I’ve had love pats harder than that. Try again and, this time, make it count.” She raised her ass higher.

He slapped her hard enough that the sting made her flinch, and the burning sensation against her naked bottom almost made her come right then. “Oh, yeah. You are a quick learner.” She glanced up at Nick. “Well? Are you going to let Cory show you how it’s done? I’ve already told you I like to have my hair pulled. Do I have to tell you how to do that?”

Nick’s eyes narrowed as his fingers wove through her hair. At first hesitant, he finally gave in and gave her head a little shove, angling her toward his dick. “You want it rough, I’ll give you rough.” He pushed hard enough to force her face close. “Suck it, woman.”

“Now, that’s more like it.”

“A little less talk.” He reached low and pinched the tip of her nipple. “A little more suction.”

“Mmmm. Yes sir, cowboy.” Balancing on one hand, she cupped his balls and slid her mouth over his dick, reveling in how thick and hard it was.

His hands tightened in her hair, forcing her to take all of him. He pumped in and out of her mouth, his hips settling into a rhythmic motion.

Then Cory’s hand smoothed over her rump, finding the crease between her cheeks and following it down to the tight little hole of her anus. “If I was into guys, this is where I’d go.” He poked his thumb into her ass.

Lacey gasped around Nick’s cock. “Don’t let the fact that I’m a girl stop you.”

Nick pulled her hair and forced her attention back to him while Cory explored her other end, his fingers slipping into her channel.

She couldn’t think of a more titillating experience. Her ex had never been one to play and try something new. Missionary-style, wham-bam and he was done. 

But this…

Her belly tightened, a rush of sensations flowing to her core, lubricating her pussy as Cory swirled his finger around her entrance.

“You are wet, sweetheart. Want me to fuck you?” Cory asked.

“Yes,” she said, her mouth full of cock.

“Say the magic word,” Cory teased.

Lacey pulled free of Nick’s cock. “Oh, for Pete’s sake do it, before I explode. Please.”

Nick held his body rigid, his hands in Lacey’s hair. “Are you sure this isn’t too much?”

“Oh, darlin’ I can take it. And I trust you not to hurt me.” She glanced up at him. “Pull my hair?”

Nick’s fingers tightened and he tugged her back to his cock, a frown creasing his forehead. “This is all so new.”

“But fun, right?” Cory positioned his cock at her entrance, his finger pumping in and out, preparing her for bigger and better things.