Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 107118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Hush growled low then said, “I need to move.”
“Then move,” I commanded and held on tightly as his back flexed, his hips rolled, and he withdrew and filled me again. My skin was set on fire, still trying to calm down from the high Cowboy had given me. Unwilling to give my body a break, Hush, inside me, began building me back high. “I’m close,” I said, my eyes closing as Cowboy licked and caressed my nipple and breast.
“Cher,” Hush whispered, and just like Hush had done before, I felt Cowboy’s hand travel between my legs to rub my clit. His cock was hard again against my thigh. He took hold of it, working his hand up and down as he groaned.
I cried out, head rolling from side to side, holding on to two men, keeping them with me as I began the climb that would tear me apart into a million tiny pieces. “Feel him,” Cowboy whispered into my ear. “Feel him, cher. Feel us both.” His voice was stuttered, and I knew he was close again too.
“Cowboy,” I said just as Hush’s mouth moved to my other ear.
“Want you, cher.”
“Hush . . .” I said, tears building at hearing him confess something I never thought he would ever say.
“I’ve wanted you so damn much.”
Tears tumbled from my eyes and onto my cheeks as the desperate words sailed into my ears. Cowboy kissed down my neck, and Hush took control of my mouth. Too many sensations assaulted me at once, and I splintered apart, unsure where I started and Hush and Cowboy ended. Two sets of groans surrounded me, joining me in my pleasure. Hush stilled, his head bent back and neck corded, just as Cowboy groaned, spilling against my leg.
Hush collapsed on top of me. “Fuck,” he whispered, his tongue tracking the side of my neck. I sank into my mattress, my eyes opening to stare at the dark ceiling. The moon filtered in through the window. The stars were a mass of diamonds in the blackened sky. Out here at my ranch, you’d always see the stars in full effect. No light pollution hiding what should be shining in the sky for all to see.
I lazily ran my hands over both Hush’s and Cowboy’s backs. Cowboy was the first to lift his head and kiss me. He explored my mouth before pulling his head back, only for Hush to take his place. My chest filled with so much happiness . . . so much contentedness that I was scared I wouldn’t be able to contain it all.
When I knew I liked them both, my biggest fear had been that I’d be drawn to one more than the other. Was my heart designed to allow only one in? But as I lay there, kissing both these men who’d so captured my soul, I realized that a heart is infinite. Love can expand and expand. My heart could hold as much as I was willing to let in.
Hush sighed and inched back. His blue eyes found mine. “Are you okay?” he croaked. I kept my legs wrapped tightly around him, not quite ready to let him go—let either of them go.
“Yes,” I replied and became boneless as he smiled that stunning smile again. I traced his stretched lips with my finger. “This is my favorite,” I said. Hush cocked his head to the side. “Your smile.” I ran my finger up to the side of his eyes. “That and your eyes. So pale, they look like ice.” I looked at Cowboy, whose head was perched on my shoulder. “And yours. Almost turquoise.” I shook my head. “Three sets of blue eyes, all different. All who have walked different paths . . .” My heart beat so fast at how we were all here together. “All who have seen the full spectrum of life—the good, the bad, and the ugly.”
Hush pressed his forehead to mine. Cowboy pressed his against my shoulder. We lay like that for many minutes, until Hush rolled off me. I stayed on my back, almost breaking down when two arms slid over my waist from left and right.
I breathed in the mix of scents. And I waited . . . I waited for the regret to kick in. For the accusation that I’d just slept with two men to fill me with dread and shame. But no matter how much I expected it, searched the depths of my heart for it, I couldn’t find any.
“I feel it,” I said, shattering the silence that had drifted over us all.
“What, cher?” Cowboy inquired.
I sighed. “Peace . . . I think.” Hush stilled beside me. When I looked at him, his eyes were fixed on me. I gave a watery smile. “I’ve never felt this . . . peaceful.” I shook my head. “There’s no other word I can use to describe it. Peace. I don’t believe, even as a child, I ever had this.”