Firecracker (4 page)

“Time for a nice hot bath, sugar.” He lifted her in his arms. “We’re going to take
very good care of you.”

She looped her arms around his neck. “Mmm. I think you already did.”

He chuckled. “Glad to hear it.”

But not half as good as you took care of us, Firecracker. I’m not sure how we’ll let
you go after this.

Brody exchanged a look with him when he carried Dani into the bathroom. In his friend’s
eyes, he saw what he was sure was a reflection of his own thoughts.

Well, hell. What did they do now?

Dani opened her eyes and blinked at the slivers of sunlight peeping into the room
where the drapes weren’t fully closed. Her body ached, but pleasantly, and her lips
felt a bit swollen. She tried to move and discovered something was hemming her in
on each side. Disoriented for the moment, she threw out an arm and came in contact
with a hard, male body.

Her breath caught in her throat as the previous night came washing back in an erotic
flood.

Oh! My! God!

When she had imagined a sensuous night of hot sex with Chad Bailey and Brody Hunter,
her daydreams hadn’t even come close to the reality. Talk about off-the-charts sex.
She shifted slightly, and all her intimate parts responded with a delicious tingle.
She’d be hard pressed to say which man had aroused her more. Satisfied her more. The
whole night had been like a well-orchestrated ballet. They had obviously done this
before. A lot. Yet, somehow it didn’t bother her there had been other women in their
lives. After all, there had been other men in hers. But a thistle of jealousy pricked
her at the unbidden thought they might now move on from her to others.

Something had clicked with them last night. She had a feeling they were less prepared
for it than she was. What was the old saying? Be careful what you wish for?

Get your act together, kiddo. Be as sophisticated about last night as they will be
and make sure the friendship doesn’t get trampled in all this.

Because she’d regret it. A lot. She had a lot of acquaintances on the circuit but
few she felt as comfortable with as Chad and Brody. Too many of the men thought they
were god’s gift to women, and too many of the women thought they were better than
everyone else. She’d never sensed any of that with these two, and she desperately
wanted to hold onto what they’d always shared.

Well, she couldn’t go back. Nor would she. She wouldn’t trade last night for her next
rodeo win. She sure hoped they’d feel the same way.

“I can smell your brain burning,” Chad’s raspy voice drifted up from one side of her.

“Hell, I can smell it over here.” Brody chuckled. “What’s up, Firecracker?”

She shifted her body slightly, so she was on her back, propped up against the pillows.
Each man leaned on an elbow, giving her sleepy smiles.

“Good morning.” Brody kissed one cheek.

“From me, too.” Chad kissed the other one.

“Wow!” She grinned at them. “Best wakeup ever.”

“For us, too.” Brody nuzzled her neck. “You sure you’re ready to get up?”

“What time is it?” She glanced over to the nightstand. “Holy crap! It’s eleven o’clock.
The day is half gone.”

Chad trailed a finger lightly down her spine, making her shiver. “We worked you pretty
hard last night, Firecracker. You needed your rest.” He dropped his voice. “You sure
lived up to your name.”

Heat climbed her body as she remembered all the things they’d done. “But now, it’s
time to get up.” She smacked her forehead. “And pack. I have to get Rosie watered
and fed and make plans to pick her up and head out.”

“I called the barn when I got up early this morning,” Chad interjected. “Rosie’s all
taken care of until you come to get her.”

“Oh, wow.” Dani was stunned. “You did that? Thanks so much.”

“We’ve got some leeway in our departure, too. So, how about we get up, take a nice
shower, get some breakfast on the Riverwalk, and then take that boat ride you talked
about?”

“Really?” She sat up so quickly the covers dropped to her waist, exposing her breasts.

Two pairs of eyes focused on them like homing beacons. Chad even licked his lips.

“Think I could get a quick taste before we hit the shower?”

She laughed even as a blush heated her skin. “One taste is okay, I guess.”

“Me, too,” Brody protested.

In a flash, a mouth closed over each nipple, sucking and tugging. She felt the tug
clear down to her pussy. Lord. No one had ever made her feel the way these two did.
How could she walk away? Yet how could she tell them she wanted more?

Across her body, the two men exchanged an indecipherable look before they pulled away.
Brody slid from the bed, reached over, and lifted her in his arms.

“Shower time, darlin’.”

“I think this is the most any man has carried me, ever.” She gave them a shy smile.

“Then they were stupid and didn’t know what they were missing. Or how to treat a special
lady.”

Her heart skipped a beat. “Is that what I am? A special lady?”

“More than. And we’re going to keep showing you. After the shower. And for sure after
breakfast. We burned off a lot of calories last night.”

They burned a few more in the shower, too. Because they couldn’t seem to keep their
hands off each other. The two men insisted on soaping her up as they’d done the night
before. That led to her insisting she return the favor. She lathered Brody first,
taking care to trace every muscle on his body, caress the curve of his buttocks. Pay
particular attention to the soft sac that held his testicles. Wrap her fingers around
his cock.

There, the shower routine took a sharp detour. The moment she felt that hard-as-steel
shaft flex in her hand, she couldn’t stop at just soaping it up. When Brody closed
his fingers around hers, squeezing gently, she knew what he wanted. The shower misted
around them as she tugged and pulled, sliding her hand up and down in an ever-increasing
rhythm. He gripped her shoulders as she worked him harder and faster, finally dropping
to her knees.

Letting the shower rinse away the soap, she lapped his cock, gripping the root with
her fingers before taking him in her mouth. As she sucked and squeezed and stroked,
Chad knelt behind her and reached around to find her throbbing cunt. He fondled and
rubbed her clit, whispered erotic words to her while she moved her head up and down
on Brody’s cock. .

“That’s it, sugar. Suck him hard. Take that dick in your sweet-as-sugar mouth and
make him feel good while I do the same to you.” He licked the shell of her ear. “This
is the sweetest cunt in the world, I swear. Love this hot little clit. Love the way
you shiver when I touch it. How about when I pinch it like this?”

She moaned around Brody’s shaft in her mouth.

“Don’t stop,” Brody urged. “Jesus, Dani, I’m almost there.”

“See that?” Chad murmured again, “A little bit more, darlin’. Yeah, that’s the way.”

Brody gripped her head, holding it in place as he suddenly erupted, spurting cum into
the back of her throat. She swallowed convulsively, fingers still wrapped around the
thick root. Chad’s busy fingers never stopped. Except—

Damn! The moment Brady withdrew from her, Chad did, too.

“Nooo,” she wailed, rising to her feet and turning to him. “You can’t stop now.”

The grin he gave her was pure hunger. “Don’t you worry, sugar. I plan on taking care
of you.”

He reached to the little alcove recessed into one wall and removed a condom he’d managed
to place there without her knowing it. Rolling it on in one deft motion, he lifted
Dani and turned her against the wall.

“Wrap your legs around me, darlin’. Good and tight and hang on for the ride.”

He slid his hands beneath her buttocks, holding her firm, and drove into her with
one swift push.

Oh, god!

He was as huge as she remembered. She wound her legs around him and held on tight
as he took her for a wild ride, slamming into her again and again. And how erotic
it was to have Brody standing there, watching her with hunger blazing in his eyes.
As aroused as she and Chad were, it didn’t take long before a climax tore through
them. He pulsed inside her, the walls of her channel milking him over and over. She
was lost in a sensuous fog, body shuddering and shaking with the intensity of the
orgasm.

She was limp and spent when Chad lowered her feet to the tile and eased himself from
her body. He stripped off the condom while Brody turned off the shower. Then, as they’d
done the night before, they bundled her into a big towel and dried her off thoroughly.

“Okay.” She blew out a breath. Then smiled at each of them in turn. “I need a little
time to collect myself and get dressed. I want to look special for you guys when we
go out to breakfast.”

“Darlin’, you always look special.” Chad brushed his fingers against her cheek.

“Thank you, but—“

“But you want some time alone to get ready,” Brody finished for her.

She nodded. “Okay?”

“Of course.” He glanced over at Chad. “We need to make ourselves respectable, too,
if we’re taking a beautiful woman out on the town.”

She wet her lips. “Last night—” She stopped, for a moment. “Last night was totally
amazing.”

“For us, too. Right, Chad?” The other man nodded, and Brody continued. “Let’s get
some food in our stomachs and talk about the next stop. That work for you?”

“Yes.” She frowned. “But what about the next stop? Is there a problem?”

“We certainly hope not. We’ll talk about it over breakfast.” A look passed between
the two men. “

Or lunch, by the time we get to it.” He brushed his lips over Dani’s. “We’ll be ready
pretty soon, sugar.”

They left her then, two naked men whose bodies made her drool. The muscles in their
butts flexed as they strode away on their well-defined legs. In her mind, she still
retained vivid images of them face-on, flat abs, rigid cocks, soft sacs against their
thighs. Moisture seeped from her pussy as the image played in her brain.

Damn, Dani. You could be in a perpetual state of arousal around these two if you’re
not careful. Especially if they plan to make the big once-and-done speech when we
sit down to eat.

Well, she couldn’t do anything about it now. She’d keep her wits about her and make
sure at least they remained friends. After all, it would be impossible to completely
avoid them, and she didn’t want to be dragging bad feelings around with her.

Get your shit together, Firecracker.

She didn’t rush getting ready, smoothing lotion into her skin, spritzing perfume on
all her pulse points, and taking extra care with her makeup and drying her hair. She
examined the clothes in her suitcase with an objective eye. She had more locked in
the bed of her truck, rotating them on a regular basis, so she wasn’t always dragging
a bunch of suitcases into a motel.

Okay, it was still the holiday weekend. Still time for patriotic colors. She slipped
into a tiny white lace thong with matching bra, pulled on white slacks and a red satin
shirt with blue sequins on the collar. She added earrings designed like tiny American
flags, stepped into her red spike-heeled shoes, and gave a critical glance at herself
in the mirror. She’d do. Oh, most definitely. The way the slacks hugged her ass and
the soft fabric of the blouse draped over her breasts showed her figure off to best
advantage.

Okay, Firecracker, knock ’em dead.

She opened the door to the living room to find Chad and Brody waiting for her as they’d
been the night before. And, again, it gave her great satisfaction to see the heat
in their eyes, as if they wanted to strip her naked once more and take her right there
on the thick carpet.

She grinned. “Ready to go?”

“Yes, ma’am.” They smiled back at her, and Brody offered his arm. “Let’s get to it.
My body wants food. Must have expended a lot of energy recently.”

They all laughed as they exited the suite and headed for the elevator.

The Riverwalk, San Antonio’s famed tourist attraction, was more crowded than usual
on the holiday weekend. As they made their way along the walkway, as far as Dani could
tell, every restaurant seemed to be jammed inside and out.

“I’ll bet there’s a real long wait wherever we go,” she mentioned.

“Not to fear.” Chad squeezed her hand. “We took care of everything.”

A few more steps brought them to a gaily-decorated Mexican restaurant where a crowd
of people waited.

“See?” She sighed, starving and thirsty. “It’s jammed. Can we get drinks while we
wait?”

“Inside,” Brody answered. He walked up to the hostess stand at the outdoor entrance.
“Reservations for Hunter, please.”

The woman, a curvy blonde dressed in a peasant blouse and multi-hued skirt, smiled
and threw her arms around him.

“Brody Hunter. You are a most welcome sight. And Chad.” She opened her arms. “Come
here and give me a squeeze.”

Dani waited while both men hugged the woman. When she saw Dani, her eyes widened.
“Holy cow! You’re Firecracker! I saw you yesterday. Good job, girl. Damn good job.”
She turned back to Brody. “You didn’t let on you had a celebrity with you.”

He laughed. “My fame, apparently, is fleeting. What have you got for us?”

“A table on the veranda.” She handed three menus to the waitress waiting her turn.
“Wanda will show you to your seats. You guys be sure to give me another hug on the
way out.”