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  “I give that. Your pleasure is mine to command, and you will find it wherever I say. On this cock, on my cock, or maybe on another cock I order you to fuck. Would you? Would you let another man mount you if I ordered it?”

  No.

  The denial came instantly, but Amanda didn’t know if was fed by fear or desire. There could be no hiding the arousal that swelled at Cody’s wicked suggestion. Even if she didn’t want it to, the idea of feeling another man’s cock filling out her pussy while Cody watched excited her.

  The image of Cody’s brother materialized in her mind. A shadowed figure just as he’d been at the bar, wearing jeans and a tight black T-shirt with his Stetson pulled low so only the tense line of his jaw breached the light. Amanda imagined his head down, holding her still as he watched his cock slowly fucking into her.

  Amanda shivered beneath the fantasy, feeling her whole body bloom with excitement. They lured her in, and she gave over to the lie. It was Cody feeding her inch after hard inch of cock while Knox watched.

  “I think you would like it. Knowing you were being controlled, watched even in the most intimate of acts. You get so hot so fast, baby, but I can feel the difference even now. You’re thinking about it, envisioning it, and it’s making your pussy drip. Tell me. Who is it?”

  “Your brother.”

  The words came out without thought, without authorization. The moment they broke the air, she regretted them.

  “My brother?” Cody chuckled behind her. “Which one?”

  Don’t—“Knox,” the name whispered out of her.

  That got another laugh from Cody. “You are going to need a lot of work to take on Knox.”

  Everything stopped as she felt him shifting behind her. His warm breath heated the inside of her thigh as the cotton of his shirt tickled her knees, and she knew he’d settled himself right below her. She knew this position. Even as her hips dipped to find his wonderful mouth, he stalled her motions, letting his laughter tickle across her sensitive folds.

  “Yes, this is one of my favorite positions, to have a woman’s pussy completely open to me. If one of my brothers were here, I’d have you strip for us and then settle yourself over his lap. Imagine what it would be like to be taken into Knox’s embrace. He wouldn’t undress for you. Knox would just pull that big dick of his out and beckon you to have a seat. You’d take every single inch he had to give you before he spread your legs and held them open for my tasting.”

  His words slipped out, murmured between gentle, ticklish laps of his tongue. The teasing caresses sparkled boldly against the dark erotic images his words painted in her mind. She could almost feel Knox against her body, strong arms wrapping around to hold her prisoner to the wonderfully perverse intentions of the two brothers.

  While Cody teased and tormented her cunt, Knox would toy with her breast. Rolling over her tits, he’d match the rhythm of Cody’s tongue circling over her clit. Faster and harder, they’d drive her as Cody tormented her with whispers of his own dark desires. She’d say no to none of them. Trapped helpless between these two hard men, she’d be at their mercy. Nothing more than a puppet to their pleasure as she clawed toward her own.

  She came in a screaming, writhing fit. Cody left her to ride out her pleasure but returned before the frenzy of her release dispersed. Into the mix of emotions pulling her thin, she felt a cool sensation followed by an unbelievable pressure stretching her ass, pain streaked into the beauty of her orgasm.

  “The thing we like to do the most is tag team a girl, to fill her so full of cock from all sides until she can’t swallow without feeling us.”

  He penetrated her as he spoke. Slowly, he filled her backside with the solid thickness of the toy. The pressure became almost too much to bear, and she squirmed in protest.

  “Easy now.” He gentled her with a soothing stroke to the back. “I know it’s not comfortable the first time, but I promise you are going to love having this ass packed with cock. We just need to stretch it.”

  Amanda couldn’t have responded if she wanted to. The harsh wave of pained pressure crashed into her euphoric party, inciting a war of conflicting emotions. With deep breaths, she tried to gain some semblance of control, but it slipped out of her grasp as Cody settled the full length of the toy into her.

  “Very good.” He smoothed a hand down around her hip and slipped into her splayed pussy. With one finger, he trapped her clit and began to torment the over-sensitized nub. “Doesn’t that feel better, baby?”

  She couldn’t answer. Cody’s finger tipped the scales in the favor of pleasure. In moments, he reduced her to a shivering mass of need. Everything inside her stretched thin. From every corner of her body, nerves tingled to life, flooding her mind with such an overwhelming volume of pleasure she could no longer tell one sensation from another.

  The pressure of release built again, forged atop the slowly building heat coming from her pelvis. Even as her ass burned with pain, the intense sensation only added to the pleasure coming from the cock pumping into her pussy.

  The constant retreat and withdrawal coinciding at the same time wound her tighter than she had ever been. Tears of frustration seeped from beneath her eyelids. They soaked into the blindfold, giving testament to the rapturous layers of pressure trapping her in their tension.

  “Come for me, Amanda. Don’t hold it back. Let it all go, and I will carry you over to the bed and give you the fucking you’ve been asking for.”

  Cody’s command snapped the leads on her release. The climax rampaged through her in an all-out assault. It sheared her body from her soul, freeing her ethereal being to float away into the celebrating heavens. Amanda trailed behind, savoring the ecstasy of physical release.

  Reality became an incoherent sea of sensation around her. She couldn’t tell if the world actually spun around her or if Cody moved her. Even when her knees settled into the softness of the mattress and Cody lifted her hands to position them over the rim of a wooden frame, her senses were awash in a flood of rapture.

  It wasn’t until he pulled the toy free of her pussy and replaced it with the much larger, rounded head of his cock that the world reordered itself around her. But it was too late. He ripped it apart at the seams as he slammed the full length of his cock into her. Thicker and warmer than the toy, he filled her to bursting, pressing against the toy in her ass and making the swath of skin between the two sizzle with an unholy pleasure.

  “Oh, baby,” Cody groaned into her ears, wrapping his arms around her waist to pin her tightly to him. “You are the tightest, sweetest slice of heaven I’ve ever forged into. Ever since I stuck my hands down your pants at the bar, I knew I had to fuck this pussy. I knew it would be this good, but I never suspected you would be this good at it.

  “I swear to you, next time I’ll reward you with the fucking you deserve. I’ll take my time and do you right, but now,” Cody groaned and flexed his hips, “now I just need you too damn much.”

  He gave her no more warnings before setting a hard, fast-paced rhythm that had her clawing at the bed frame. She struggled to stay upright as he pounded into her from behind. With each flex of his hips, he filled her, setting off a powerful series of explosions that echoed back from her rear. With each jarring bounce of her ass against his pelvis, the toy inside her shifted, intensifying the pressure and the pleasure until she shifted and ground herself against Cody, trying to fuck herself with both cocks.

  With an unsteady chuckle, he answered her silent demands and reached between them to take hold of the plug. In unison he stroked both cocks into her, riding her harder and faster until sweat dripped onto her shoulders.

  Beneath them, the bed squeaked in protest as the frame began to smack against the wall. The steady beat marked the rising tempo of the rapture escalating inside her until, with a scream, she peaked. The orgasm burst over her, roaring through Amanda with such ferocity she went still for a second.

  Long enough for the white light to consume both her body and her soul. It suspended h
er in a beautiful sea of pleasure that slowly faded into a peaceful abyss. There she remained until the siren’s wail of her alarm clock pierced her sleep. Amanda bolted up in bed with the disorienting realization that it was morning.

  For a moment, she wondered if it had all been a dream. Then she shifted under the sheets and felt the pressure from behind.

  Chapter 11

  Friday, June 27th

  “You know Cody’s going to come after you, don’t you?”

  Amanda’s gaze shifted to the side, but she didn’t turn her head from where she was silently studying the back of the bar. Another Friday night, another round of desperation at Studs & Spurs, only this time she really was the pathetic one. Cindy didn’t drag her out. Amanda had insisted Cindy come with her not even five minutes after refusing to go with Cody.

  He knew she was here. He gave her one of those non-committal head nods but so far made no attempt to cross the room.

  He probably thinks I’m totally lame now.

  Possibly even crazy.

  Is he looking over here?

  Amanda whipped her head back to face Cindy’s smirk.

  “What?” Amanda challenged her to actually say whatever obnoxious thing her friend was thinking.

  “If you want to be with Cody, why don’t you make a move?”

  Amanda scowled. “I don’t want to be with him. What makes you think that?”

  “You’ve been staring at him since we got here, which makes perfect sense. You’ve spent every night this week with Cody.” Cindy twirled her straw around the edge of the plastic red cup. “What I can’t figure out is why he didn’t ask you here in the first place.”

  “Do you really think I would come here and make a complete ass of myself if he hadn’t asked me?”

  Cindy blinked, her glance narrowing with confusion. “Come again?”

  “Cody asked me to come with him tonight.”

  “Oh,” Cindy nodded her head in understanding, “he asked you out, but you called begging me to go out, so what? Is this the classic ‘don’t want him to know I’m falling for him, but I’m too obsessed to not see him’ syndrome?”

  “No,” Amanda shot back instantly. “This is the ‘he’s not the right man for me, but the sex is so damn mind-blowing I think I’m addicted’ syndrome.”

  Cindy snorted and glanced at the corner pool table. “Well, I think he might be addicted, too, and just as stubbornly refusing to come after you, which means you two have at least one thing in common.”

  “You don’t understand,” Amanda complained. She felt like she was whining, but, damn it, she’d been going in so many circles this past week she couldn’t seem to find a center anymore.

  “You’re right. I don’t.” Cindy didn’t sound the least bit sympathetic. “You’ve spent the past four nights with one of the hottest guys in the entire fricken state. Cody Reese is every woman’s type, unless she is a very stupid, stupid woman.”

  “Okay, so I’m dumb.” Amanda rolled her eyes.

  Cindy just didn’t understand and obviously didn’t want to. It wasn’t just Cody, it was everything. Will had disappeared, and despite his promise to call every night, she’d only gotten one five-minute pit stop from him. She would have felt bereft if Cody hadn’t twisted her into so many knots she wasn’t sure who she was anymore.

  “Oh, for God’s sakes, Amanda. What can possibly be so bad?” Cindy scoffed as if reading her thoughts. “Seriously, you have issues. You spent the last four months dating Nick and calling that a serious relationship but refused to sleep with him. Now you have Cody melting your bedsprings every night, and you say he’s not the one for you? Jesus, what the hell do you want, Amanda?”

  “Knox Reese.”

  Her lips puckered as if something sour passed over them. With her eyes round, she stared at Cindy in shock at what she just revealed. It was a secret she intentionally tried to keep even from herself.

  “Oh.” Cindy grinned lecherously at her. “You dirty, dirty girl.”

  “I didn’t mean it.” At least, Amanda wished she hadn’t.

  “Yes, you did.”

  “Cindy—”

  “I didn’t even know he introduced you to his brothers.” Cindy cast a speculative eye at the pool tables. “Knox, huh?”

  Amanda took a deep, humiliated breath and let the weight of it sink her deeper into the booth. “Don’t look. Nothing’s happened. Technically, I haven’t even met Knox.”

  Cindy raised an eyebrow when Amanda didn’t continue. “But?”

  “Sometimes when I’m with Cody, I imagine it’s Knox,” Amanda muttered into her chest.

  “Wow.” Cindy shook her head. “You really are screwed up if you’re going to let a little fantasy action ruin a real thing.”

  Cindy’s total disregard for the issue tearing Amanda up had Amanda’s chin lifting. This time she gave Cindy a morbidly curious look. “You don’t think it’s despicable to imagine it’s your lover’s brother doing you?”

  “No, as long as you keep it to yourself, but if you’re so worked up over the problem, I suggest you meet Knox.”

  “Meet him?” Her whole body responded in alarm at the very idea.

  “Yeah. I’m sure once you know him, whatever it is that makes you dream about him will disappear.”

  Meet Knox. That’s just why she turned down Cody, to avoid having to meet Knox. Even from a distance, the man radiated a dangerous aura. He was a man among boys. The way he moved, held his beer, even the way he swallowed made a woman’s breath catch at the controlled power he exerted. It rallied some very naughty instinct in Amanda to poke the lion and rattle the calmness right out of him. The very idea of his response made her pussy melt.

  And I’m supposed to actually meet this man?

  * * * *

  “I think it’s time you introduced Amanda to your brothers,” Jace stated.

  Cody glared down Jace’s suggestion as Knox took his shot. He didn’t want to share. Not yet. Knox straightened up, coming around the pool table with a smirk. Just by the way his older brother smiled and teased, Cody knew Knox was drunk.

  “Sounding a little anxious there, Jace,” Knox commented. “Already imagining taking your seconds?”

  “Yeah.” Jace laughed unrepentantly, probably amused by a drunk Knox. Their eldest brother didn’t lose many inhibitions very often. “And thirds and fourths.”

  “It’s only been a week,” Cody muttered into the rim of his beer bottle. Maybe Jace got a kick out of a liquored-up Knox, but Cody didn’t want Amanda meeting Knox like this.

  “You’re sounding possessive, Cody.” Jace eyed Cody, giving him a once-over. “And acting it, too.”

  “She must be one hell of a fuck.”

  “Shut up, Knox.” Both Jace and Cody shot the same response at their older brother.

  Knox just grinned back and slouched against the wall. “I’m just saying. I’d like to grin like Cody, and we all know he’s finding that smile deep inside Amanda’s pussy. You gotta figure it must be wet, tight, and sweet as hell, right?”

  “Don’t be an ass, Knox,” Cody snapped. He’d about had it with his older brother’s attitude. Yeah, the alcohol might be helping Knox be more blunt, but he’d spent all week trying to write Amanda off as a good fuck and nothing more. The act had worn through Cody’s nerves.

  Jace, though, had been much more respectful—until then. “He’s right, though, isn’t he?”

  The hungry look in Jace’s eyes had Cody’s narrowing. “I guess you two are just going to have to find out for yourselves, if Amanda lets you.”

  “Well, she can’t do that from all the way over there,” Knox cheerily pointed out. “So I think it’s time you brought the little darlin’ over here.”

  Cody’s jaw clenched at Knox’s obnoxious taunt. The best punishment for his brother would be to bring Amanda over. With Knox drunk, it would be like “flame, meet gas.”

  “Fine,” Cody lowered his arms, “but she doesn’t know anything, so behave yourselves.”


  Knox rolled his eyes and shot Jace a hard look. “I don’t know why we’re putting up with his attitude when I could just pound it out of him.”

  * * * *

  “I don’t know why I like you,” Cody growled in her ear as he dragged her into the crowd.

  “That’s all right because I don’t even like you,” Amanda snapped back. “You didn’t have to be so rude to Gavin. He’s just a friend.”

  “Yeah, well, he wasn’t looking at you like one.”

  “What do you care?” Amanda retorted but didn’t resist as he forcefully led her toward the back of the bar. “I thought you didn’t even like me.”

  “You have your positive points.”

  “You don’t.”

  “Giving you more pleasure than any man ever has or ever will isn’t a positive point?”

  Not when they were obviously headed in the direction of his brothers. Amanda’s stomach tightened and began to quiver. In a few short seconds, she would be surrounded by Reese brothers. The very idea was enough to cause an asthma attack in a woman with healthy lungs.

  Twisting her hand, she tried to break free of his hold. When his grip just tightened, Amanda’s annoyance increased, and so did her nerves. Feeling much like a virgin being dragged to a sacrifice, Amanda became almost desperate to escape her fate.

  “Why are you doing this?” Amanda tried to dig her heels in, but it was a fruitless effort. “I thought I made it clear to you on the phone I didn’t want to play pool with you and your brothers.”

  “You’re not going to play. You’re going to watch.”

  “Well, that sounds like so much more fun,” Amanda snapped. “Too much for my delicate constitution, so why don’t you just let go!”

  She yanked as hard as she could, putting her whole body into it. With barely a flick of his wrist, he pulled her right along in his wake.

  “I can’t trust you to behave on your own.” Cody didn’t even bother to look at her when he delivered the insult.