“You did.”
His hand moved to her thigh, his fingers dangerously close to her intimate parts. Her entire body tingled in anticipation. “We could make a pit stop before the coffee shop.”
“Where?”
“Maybe one of the back roads, away from prying eyes.”
Her mind immediately went to the gutter, her pussy clenching in deep waves. “For what, Vinny?”
“I haven’t spent much time with you lately. Thought we could have a little one-on-one time.”
She wasn’t even sure how a foursome should work. Was it normal to spend time with each man separately or was it breaking some kind of code? She didn’t want to screw anything up. “Okay…”
He put both hands on the wheel now and steered the truck to the outskirts of town, away from all points of civilization. She watched the view out her window, wondering what he had planned for her. Once they were surrounded by nothing but hay and wheat fields, he turned onto an abandoned driveway, the remnants of an old century barn the only thing around for miles.
As soon as he cut the engine, silence settled in. He leaned closer, the bench seat creaking. “Can I kiss you?”
She wet her lips, then nodded. Would her voice even work right now? The moment felt surprisingly intimate and sexually charged. He ran the backs of his fingers along her cheek before kissing her lips. The kiss grew in intensity quickly, and they shifted closer to each other without breaking contact. She wanted him all over her, wanted him to fuck her like Gabe had. She was so ready, the fear of her first time a recent memory.
He growled, his hand slipping under her blouse.
“I’ve been dreaming of you since before you moved onto the ranch. My beautiful Red.”
She felt herself blush slightly. Her hair had always been a torment for her. She’d been constantly teased in school for her red hair, freckles, and extra pounds. But Vinny liked everything about her. He made her feel beautiful for the first time in her life.
Vinny ran his thumb over her nipple in slow circles.
“That feels so good,” she whispered.
He took her hand, placing it over his jeans at his crotch. His erection felt like lead, and she salivated just thinking about all the wicked things they could do together.
“That’s what you do to me, Red.”
She loved the fact she could arouse him. Yet her insecurities kept nagging her deeper thoughts. Why couldn’t she just accept this happiness without expecting it all to implode?
“Vinny?”
“What is it, baby?” He kissed down her neck.
She tried not to become lost in the heat of the moment. “Have you shared many women with Gabe and Archie?”
“None.”
He kept kissing and leaning into her.
“How do I know this will last?”
She bit the inside of her lip after speaking. The last thing she wanted to do was sabotage their brand-new relationship. But she desperately craved reassurance. Stability. A place where she was loved unconditionally. This time, he pulled away, his eyes narrowed. “Where is this coming from?”
“I’ve only known the three of you a short time. I don’t want to be the flavor of the month.”
He let out a puff of breath, a sound between being shocked and insulted at once. “Annalise, we don’t do anything lightly. We’re all in. If we say we love you, we play for keeps. You belong to us. Now. Forever. We may have made a lot of mistakes, but one thing we are is loyal.”
She nodded.
“Does that scare you?” he asked.
“No, it’s exactly what I needed to hear.” She tugged him closer and kissed him deeply, all her pent-up nerves turning sexual.
Vinny pulled himself away, opening the truck door and slipping out. “Come here.”
She slid along the bench seat toward him. Once she was outside on her feet, he squatted down and pulled her leggings and panties all the way down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and he immediately hoisted her up against the side of his truck. He took up the space between her legs.
Annalise wrapped her arms around his neck as he fiddled with his belt. They were hungry for each other, kissing like they’d been separated for a lifetime. He reached between them to position himself. In one smooth thrust, he filled her pussy full of cock. She cried out from the sudden, delicious intrusion. He pumped his hips, fucking her like a machine, the entire truck rocking.
“Such a tight little pussy.” He combed his fingers into her hair and pulled hard to the side. Vinny kissed the exposed side of her neck, sucking and nipping. She felt stuffed full, so completely dominated. He pounded into her hard, his muscles tense. She ran her hands all over his shoulders, arms, and back. He was toned and built like a man should be. This was a working cowboy, rough, dirty, with no apologies. All three men had a reputation for being reclusive and dangerous. And she had one deep inside her, taking away the ache, sating her every desire.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he said.
“Yes!”
“Pull off your shirt, I want to see my tits.”
She struggled to get her blouse off as he continued to pump inside her. It felt naughty being out in the open air so close to the road. She was stark naked now, with Vinny screwing her against the side of his old pick-up truck. It was perfect.
“Feed it to me.”
Annalise had overly large breasts. They’d been a hindrance until she saw how much her cowboys loved them. She held one up between them, and he leaned down as best he could and wrapped his mouth around her nipple. The dual stimulation had her hurtling dangerously close to orgasm. She wanted this day to last forever.
“So fucking edible,” he mumbled. Vinny adjusted his grip, one hand under each thigh. “Come for me now, Annalise. I want to feel you milking my cock.”
An inhuman burst of energy had him ramming into her so hard and fast that there was no way she could hold back the inevitable wave building deep in her cunt. She detonated, crying out as her pussy contracted around him over and over. The wash of erotic pleasure made her eyes roll back in her head.
Vinny continue to claim her until he groaned, filling her with his seed. He slowed, then finally stopped. His chest heaved, his head resting on her shoulder. She kissed his forehead.
“Are you still taking me for coffee?” she finally said.
He chuckled. “Yes, Red, let’s go get that coffee.”
****
The diner was busy. When he checked his watch, he realized it was lunch hour. He could sleep for hours after his foray with Annalise, but she wanted to go for coffee so he’d walk it off.
They entered the diner, the bells chiming against the glass behind them.
“For two?” the waitress asked, a tray of food in her hand.
Vinny nodded.
A few minutes later, they were led to a window booth at the far end of the diner. They sat opposite each other. He beckoned for both her hands once they were settled. Her skin was soft and milky white.
“Maybe we could have a bite to eat, too,” he said.
“As long as you don’t ruin your appetite. I’m making chicken pot pie tonight.”
She was such a good cook. His mouth salivated just thinking about dinner. “Promise.”
“So how long have the three of you been together?”
“Oh, Lord, it’s been a lifetime. More than twenty-five years? I’m not even sure.”