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She was right… they weren't playing games anymore.Serious lust had taken over the proceedings as shirts and socks had been discarded. The lady remained clad in only her panties and had barely left Tanner his own as their fevered kisses grew steadily. Allowing Chris the next move, Buck had slipped off his already unbuttoned shirt as he watched his oldest friend trace the lines of the woman's back.
Larabee's touch had drawn her to him. But, finding him still fully clothed; another low growl had erupted as she made fast work of baring his chest. Her fingers slowly massaged the muscle on his torso as she ran her fingers through his chest hairs. Tweaking each nipple, she leaned down to flick them with her tongue. Down seemed an appropriate direction to keep going…
Chris sighed audibly as the lady ran a hand over his hardness. He leaned back as she undid the button of his pants and unzipped them slowly. He smiled as she glanced at him.
Permission asked and received, Cassie tugged the material from his hips and tossed them aside. Kneeling over a semi-prone Larabee, the lady took a deep breath. Damn, but he was handsome… The bulge he was sporting was alluring, too.
Slipping one finger in the waistband of his underwear, the woman casually ran her hand from one hip to the other, slowing purposely as her closed hand vexed the hardness.
"Ain't nice to tease," Wilmington whispered, slipping his hands around her waist. Five fingers edged closer to her panties while the other five found a breast to hold.
Cassie's head flopped back into Buck's shoulder as his mouth found the crook of her neck. The tingling that his lips caused went all the way down her body, her occupied hand clamped tightly to Larabee's cock.
Chris moaned. His eyed fluttered closed then opened to watch Cass melt into the rogue's practiced touch. Moving to a kneeling position, Larabee held her hand in place as he sandwiched her body between them and sought out her mouth.
Sitting beside the trio, Tanner wasn't quiet sure… of anything… Anything… except that he was mesmerized. Another time or place, or even another woman, and Tanner knew he would have left his friends to their prize. But, this was a woman he had been so incredibly intimate with. Shared his body and soul with implicitly… And, sitting here… right now… watching his teammates 'touch'… Vin understood, beyond any doubt, that he was hooked.
The sharpshooter wanted in and he rose on his knees to edge forward.
Three sets of eyes were closed as several hands explored bodies. Cassie's grasp held tightly onto Larabee's member as she slowly moved her hand up and down. Chris' mouth had traveled to the breast that Buck wasn't occupying; his mouth held her flesh firmly. Wilmington's hands hadn't changed position. He teased a pert nipple with one set of fingers, the others lay claim to her clit.
Vin breathed deeply before kissing the woman's shoulder. His lips lingered; his tongue drew small circles on the warm skin.
Cassandra's reaction was lazy. Her eyes darted open and her head slowly turned to take in Tanner's blue. She was surprise to see them staring back at her, but in the successive moment that passed between them, she was given the knowledge she had been waiting for. A free hand released the denim of the rogue's jeans and settled against Vin's waiting penis. She cupped him in her hand and pulled him in.
The sharpshooter's eyes closed as his lips met hers. His tongue dove deep… his passion grew wanton.
As the minutes ticked by, Cassandra's mind became lost on a seascape of waves. Rolling surf that swirled her, body and soul. A distant shore waited, but resisted her attempts to reach it. She felt herself drift towards it, only to be pulled back by something… no… someone.
A fervent, deep-seated snarl built slowly as she settled back to reality. A reality that focused on the hand between her legs…
Wilmington couldn't help but hear the dark sound slowly seeping from the lady's lungs. He couldn't help feeling her hips trying desperately to force his hand to capitulate, using her own hand to grind against. Buck smiled as the other two men looked at him curiously. He grinned, "You boys ain't never heard that before," he asked inquisitively.
Vin and Chris exchanged inquiring looks before shaking their heads in unison. Each backed off a little as the rogue wrapped one arm securely around her waist.
As Cass realized what was happening, her deep sounds became a soft whimper. "No," she whispered, barely audible to the men.
"Yes," Buck replied, just as quietly. He nibbled on her ear and neck as he pulled her to a sitting position on his lap; one hand still buried in her panties.
The growl sounded again as two hands quickly found their way between her legs.
Wilmington raised an eyebrow. "Oh no you don't," he took her hands in his.
It didn't take very long for Larabee to realize that a certain lady needed a little relief. "Damn," he muttered as a smile came to his lips.
Vin, too, understood what was going on. "Didn't you say it wasn't nice to tease?" he asked quietly, his eyes transfixed on the ever increasing attempts her hands made to reach her own body.
"Oh, yeah," Buck nodded. "But, that's when things get a whole lot more interestin'."
Tanner licked his lips, quickly averting his eyes.
"What's the matter, Vin?" the rogue asked quietly, "This botherin' you?"
"No," he answered, slowly looking back at the two men. "Just a game, right?"
The flash of eyebrows preceded a coy smile. "Yep," Larabee answered.
Wilmington nodded confidently. "And, since this game has so many players… at our lady's request, I might add," he spoke the last words directly to her ear. "You fella's gonna give me a hand here?"
Chris edged closer. "Well, Buck… seeing as you're familiar with these moves… mind telling us just exactly what it is that you want."
"Way out 'a my league," Vin added quickly to the rogue's questioning look, his hands raising in mock surrender.
Acknowledging that they were all now venturing onto the same playing field, Wilmington took charge. "Take an arm, boys. Lay her down on her back so she can relax a little. Cool off," he added quickly with a sly laugh.
Chris and Vin each followed their friend's direction, taking an arm each. The whimper that resulted made them both smile.
"I'm gonna let her go now," the rogue advised. "Be careful, she's liable ta Buck."
For the first time, Vin was able to laugh. It felt good… so very good. He offered that famous Tanner grin, cocking his head as the other two men conceded his complete relaxation.
"Watch the claws," Wilmington suggested as he slowly released his hold on Cassie's waist.
"Your… wildcat?" Tanner questioned.
A cocky smile flashed on Buck's lips, "Wait for it," he offered before slowly slipping backwards.
The woman was well aware of exactly what was going on as Wilmington moved away from her. She eyed the rogue over her shoulder as Larabee and Tanner gently urged her down. She complied gracefully, yet cussed Buck's name silently as her body settled to the mattress, her eyes glued to him as he moved around.
They often engaged in this little diversion… tempting each other to the brink of release and then denying fulfillment… for just a little while longer. When it could be withheld no more, the final ascent was made, often with explosive results. For those schooled in the art, the rewards were well worth the 'torture'.
"Hey, Darlin'," Wilmington stood between her legs and smirked at the prone figure. His eyes traced her muscular legs to her hips then on to the roundness adorning her steadily beating heart. The evil in her sky blue reflection did nothing to deter his resolve.
"You tellin' me, she's like this with you all the time?" the sharpshooter asked as he leaned casually on Cassie's left arm.
"No, not all the time, Vin," Buck walked to his pack and knelt down to rummage through it. "But, it's a little game we both… appreciate," he retrieved the item he was looking for. Returning to the mattresses, the tall rogue stood in front of the woman once more. "Ain't that right, Darlin'?" he trailed the soft material of the green cotton towel up her legs.
Without warning, Cass arched her back, throwing her legs up and then down very quickly. Using the momentum to lift her upper body from the bed, she broke loose from Larabee and Tanner, their attentions drawn by a familiar object.
Wilmington fell back as the lady claimed her prize, his humorous reaction almost muting the soft mumble that echoed from Cassie as she ground her pelvis into the hardened bulge still held securely in the man's pants.
Chris shook his head softly, not quite able to believe the tempting grinding he was watching.
"Where'd my towel come from," Tanner asked quietly.
"Yours?"
With all his energy, Buck pulled searching lips from his own and rolled atop his seducer, grabbing her wrists instinctively. He chuckled before copying the woman's actions. The pressure of his manhood replaced by a knee as he pushed himself to a crouched position. "Think you two can hold her better this time," he looked back at the other men.
Chris moved first, taking hold of Cassandra's elbow and pushing firmly.
The lady glared.
The sharpshooter was shocked, but looking into the woman's eyes, he felt he didn't know her now. "I just… I ain't never," Vin moved cautiously to copy's Larabee's technique.
"Seen eyes like that?" Wilmington finished the younger man's sentence as he stood back up, releasing his charge.
Tanner followed Buck's movements and suddenly smirked. "Only on him," he nodded to Chris.
Muffled snorts echoed off the walls.
"She does it just about as well," the rogue replied as he undid his belt.
"You two finished," the blond sneered happily.
Noticing the green material beside him, Vin changed the subject. "That yours?" he indicated with a flick of his chin.
"Yep," Buck smiled, slipping out of his jeans. "Sex can get a might messy sometimes," he smiled. "A little gift from my lady," he tickled her leg as he pulled off his socks.
"Mine too," Larabee added.
Tanner nodded as well.
There was a stunned silence as all three men realized that they all owned the same forest green hand towels.
Cassandra's defiant eyes had softened and she now sported a knowing grin.
"Guess… what Ezra said… really is true," Vin acknowledged humorously.
Wilmington and Larabee nodded their concurrence, all three men thinking on the events of some four weeks ago…
"Damn," Chris had slammed the phone down loudly. With his office door wide open, his annoyance wasn't hard to miss. The fact that he stormed out of the room in search of more coffee was another telltale sign."It would appear that, Mr. Larabee is having 'female' problems, too" Standish had quipped as his leader headed for the lunchroom.
"What the hell's that supposed to mean," the blond stopped short and backed up to glare at the southerner.
"Merely, an observation," Ezra added quickly.
"Female problems don't exactly sound right," JD mused.
Larabee's glare shot in the kid's direction.
"A poor choice of words, perhaps. But, having listened to Mr. Wilmington and Mr. Tanner… discuss… their current… predicament, shall we say."
Buck was quick to avert the attention away from the current situation he and Vin had found themselves in. An unintentional eavesdropping incident and a slip of the tongue had revealed a little too much about Tanner's recent camping trip with his newest lady. Wilmington understood that his relationship with Cassandra wasn't exclusive, but he was a little miffed that Vin would enjoy her company, knowing full well, he did too. "Problems with a lady, Chris?"
Once more, that famous Larabee glare flew around the room.
Buck was just a little less prone to it than most. "Guess than means, yes," he smiled. "Anyone we've met?"
"No," the blond snapped. He knew she'd only been in the office once, and conveniently, he'd been catching up on paperwork at the time, so the rest of the men had been out.
"She got a name?"
Chris wasn't going to answer his oldest friend, but for some reason, he did. For more than a few months now, he'd been conforming to the lady's 'schedule' and he was becoming a little tired of seeing her only when it suited… "Cass," he blurted out.
Having gathered around the commotion, Nathan's mouth slowly seeped open. Josiah's eyes grew wide and he turned away in an effort NOT to be noticed. JD sat at his desk with the most confused look on his face. His nose all scrunched up as the information slowly started to piece itself together in his head. All three had heard Wilmington and Tanner's recent discussion too.
"My Cass?"
"Yours?" Chris looked at Buck questioningly.
"Mine," the rogue repeated.
From behind the whole conversation, a soft Texas drawl cut through the air like a knife through butter. "Ours!" he offered as he stepped into the circle of men.
Completely out of character, Standish snickered slightly as he braved another step closer to the three men who now stared intently at each other. "Yours… mine… and Ours?" he repeated cautiously, glancing at each of the men in turn. "Oh… my… lord," a hand rose slowly to his temple. Blinking away the utter amazement clearly visible on his face, Ezra turned back towards his office. "Why is it that I feel a migraine coming on?" he muttered as he disappeared.
JD's surprised look was directed at Josiah. "All of 'em?" he asked, obviously stunned. "How can that… be?"
"Come here, son," the big man motioned Dunne to join him as he turned for the lunchroom. "I'll see if I can spell it out for you."
The kid stumbled to his feet, chancing a glance at Buck as he went.
"Mind if I tag along," Nathan followed the oldest and youngest members of the team. "I'd kind 'a like to hear a plausible explanation too," he huffed as they drifted out of sight.
Larabee shifted position, still looking at the rogue. "Yours?"
"Mine!"
Running a hand through his long locks, Tanner shook his head slowly, "Ours!"
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Cass had stopped dead in her tracks as she'd entered the offices of Team Seven two days later. Wilmington had requested her presence at a little after-hours 'party' in her honor. He'd clearly lied when he'd said everyone else was gone for the weekend.
None of the men had been sure about confronting her like this, but they'd all agreed that she had to know that they knew.
Trouble was… none of them had expected her to react the way she did.
Glancing at each man in turn, Cass had smiled coyly and sucked on her bottom lip. Sighing deeply several seconds later, she simply shrugged her shoulders. "So, now you know… deal with it," she cocked her head. Without another word, she'd turned and left. Once again, three stunned men sat and stared…
"Oh, you think that's funny, do ya?" Buck teased as he slipped off his underwear. "Well, Darlin'…" he settled to his knee, slowly crawling between her legs. "Let's just see… how much fun… we can have."
Cassandra wrapped her legs around Wilmington's buttocks as he settled on to her body. She attempted to bring her arms around him too, but was restrained by Chris and Vin. The woman grunted as she tried again.
"You gonna be good," the rogue asked coyly as he lifted his mouth from her neck to gaze into her eyes.
Several long seconds slipped by as the lady looked at each of the men, in turn. She spoke to no one in particular, as she answered. "Are you?"
'Wouldn't dream of it… Or, maybe I should just say… very!" Buck quipped.
The seductive coo was all the men needed.
Tanner stared intently as he let go of Cassie's arm. Sitting beside her, he grinned softly as she met his eyes. He nodded ever so gently as they smiled for one another. A strange acceptance had been exchanged and they were both comfortable with that knowledge.
Chris released her other arm and settled back, allowing the lady some room to move.
Cassandra's eye closed as Wilmington pressed himself against her. Her arms drew around him as they kissed. A soft seductive embrace that steadily grew as their lips parted, and then found each other again. Her arms drifted down his back, tracing the muscles to the cheeks of his rear, kneading them gently, and encouraging his gently thrusts.
As Buck began to snake his kisses down Cassie's body, Chris moved in to take possession of her lips. He was hungry for the supple flesh as he sucked on them. His tongue drove deep as hers fished for attention.
Vin watched with ever-increasing arousal as his two companions drew their pleasure from the woman's body. His heartbeat quickened as he listened to the tempo of her breath. The need she expressed with each desperate gasp for air. The want she sought with wandering hands.
A contented moan slipped from Cass's lungs as the rogue blew warm breath across her mound. Eyes fluttered close then opened again as her head lifted to gaze passed Chris.
"Somethin' you want, Darlin," Wilmington cooed. The honey of his voice matched by the silk of his tongue as it slipped across her clit.
Her whimper was a resounding answer, accented at the trailing end as Chris drifted a fingertip over one nipple. Eyes rolled back in Cass's head as Larabee's mouth found the other pert bud… the fullness of her bosom increasing with her arousal.
Vin's attention was transfixed on the glow on the woman's cheek as he slowly bent down to kiss her. He was amazed how alluring this whole situation was becoming. Beguiled by an inherent desire to please his lady, the sharpshooter was no longer influenced by doubt. He saw Cassie's body arch insistently as Wilmington nuzzled between her legs. He watched Chris tweak and suckle at her breasts, clearly adding to the sensations edging through the woman.
Tanner met Cass's lips with his, in a fiery tangle of flesh unknown to him until now.
For a brief moment her eyes opened. She met Vin's stare with her own before her arms drew him in to continue their quest. She had a desperate hunger… one that needed to be fed.
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The rogue could feel her hand in his hair, slowly kneading, encouraging his little adventure in the soft folds hidden beneath the swatch of mousy blond curls. Not that he ever required any persuading to go here. Truth be told, he enjoyed pleasing a woman like this… maybe, even more than the ladies did.
Anyone that knew Buck Wilmington… truly knew him… understood where his passions in life really came from. Superficially, he was known as a 'ladies' man' and he was fine with that definition. Given this perception of himself, allowed the rogue to keep what was really important, hidden way down deep. Anyone that really knew him… understood a caring beyond that image.
Drawing his arms in, Buck tickled the contours of her mound before edging his fingertips down the tender skin of her inner thighs. He smiled as her limbs fought desperately to escape his touch, only to return when he journeyed to the outside of her legs. The muscular outer skin wasn't quite as receptive to his teasing as the more sensitive inner thigh; but then again… a second trip might change that situation considerably. Baited breathed confirmed the tall rogue's suspicions in that regard. He shook off her fingertips as she pulled anxiously at his scalp.
The wayward hand slipped into Larabee's locks as he flicked the closest nipple with his tongue. The fingers snaked down his cheek and across her own chest as she searched out the thumb and forefinger that tweaked the other bud so tenderly. She circled the hand on the right breast before tracking a return path to the lips that still teased her.
Chris stopped his tantalizing movements momentarily to suck her fingers into his mouth. He taunted the tips gently with his tongue and kissed the hand ever so softly as the digits retreated. Blowing warm breath across a waiting nipple, his mouth returned to its previous charge, the lady's left hand nestled consolingly in his hair.
Forcing her mouth from Vin's to take in much needed air, Cassandra's eyes fluttered as she forced herself to view the wonder of a panting sharpshooter. He was beautiful anytime, anywhere, but leaning over her, as breathless as she, Tanner was magnificent. Their eyes locked as the woman extended her other arm full length, gently cupping his hardened member in her hand. Ever so gently, she caressed his penis with her fingers. Slipping below the waistband of his underwear, she circled the engorged head, spreading the drop that had formed there. "Take it off," she begged, her eyes as pleading as her words.
Tanner made no attempt to hide his shy smile. Slipping away briefly, he discarded his last remaining item of clothing with all due haste.
Cassie's hand returned to the newly freed cock as soon as Vin edged close enough. She squeezed it tightly as mounting waves of pleasure built in her body. She squirmed away from Buck and Chris, attempting to find momentary relief. The soft moan that caught her ears and was more than enough encouragement as the lady urged Tanner closer. She loved doing this anyway, but right now…
Damn! She needed distraction in the worst possible way…
The gentle tug on his penis was welcomed relief, but as Vin edged closer, he felt her tongue lap around the sensitive skin at the head. His eyes gazed down to see his waiting organ disappear into the warm, inviting reaches of Cass's mouth. This was all too much… the very suggestion, the tempting stages, the declining anxieties. All preludes to the sights and sounds of heated bodies actually interacting in a manner he had previously held as private. Nevertheless, there was an excitement here. Something he had never allowed himself to admit. As the sharpshooter's gaze traveled the length of his lady's body, he sank into the feelings welling in the depths of his very being. Vin was aroused beyond anything he had ever felt before.
Cassandra's focus became what she held in her hands. Rolling towards Tanner, she left Chris in her wake.
The blond honored her silent request; yet, gently fingers remained to carefully tempt her breasts from time to time. Gaining a sitting position, Chris couldn't help but see what had drawn her away from him. Above and below, two men enjoyed Cass's body. One clearly lost in the giving, one so very intent on the receiving. Pursing lips breathed a deep sigh as Larabee closed his eyes. His focus reverted to touch alone.
A slow shift happened as the lady continued a progressive turn. Softly, she disturbed Buck's actions enough, that he relented his delicate lapping. A hand maintained his vigil as knees pulled up to gain better leverage. The rogue attained a reclining position and noted Tanner's impending dilemma. "You'd best take it easy, Vin," he remarked jokingly. "She's fightin' her own need… gonna cause some awful powerful reactions."
Tanner managed to look at his two companions; his eyes too heavy to maintain contact for very long. "Really… Buck?" he panted.
Cassie's hunger was clearly divided. Fingers wiggled between her legs, refusing to completely give in. Hands delicately massaged the flesh of her back and chest, ever conscious of pert buds that they teased from time to time. A burning need hung somewhere in the fading darkness, yet she was fighting it... waiting to share…
"Cass," Vin pawed at her hair, as her pumping became more intense. "Baby… you got 'a… stop," he begged.
Fondling his balls as his engorged cock slid in and out successively, the woman rolled closer, now almost completely in his lap. She mouthed him rhythmically, the pace quickening more and more. A rhythm and motion matched by that of her hips.
Vin had slouched forward making his entry more conducive to her position, but that wasn't necessarily a good thing. "Baby..." he panted, his body beginning to shake… "I'm gonna cum, Cass," he warned, aware of her little aversion.
Chris and Buck exchanged knowing smirks. They continued their attention to her body but allowed the couple a shred of privacy by averting their eyes.
"So's she, Vin…" Wilmington smiled as Cass completed her turn. He rolled with her, allowing his hand to remain attentive to her clit… allowing his teeth some gently nibbling time on her rear. "Don't stop now," he caressed her skin, as purposefully rocking became a serious quest for relief.
Like two bolts of lightening in separate areas of the sky, a deep-seated moan erupted from Tanner's mouth as he came in hers. A wondrous scream of impending pleasure squeaked its way from the lady as she, too, finally gave in to orgasm.
Cass's mission was two fold… She lapped at Vin, allowing him to take over the pumping action that became erratic and spasmodic as he experienced fulfillment. And, feeling his release, she allowed her own to reign free, pumping her hips against Buck's every-present hand.
Larabee sat back and listened to the 'show'. A taut hand teased his blond hair mercilessly, the other, pressed shamelessly against his penis, not moving, but ever-present.
As Cassandra's climax reached its pinnacle, Wilmington smiled at the scattering of muffled whimpers that somehow managed to find air enough for life. As the waves of pleasure slowly began to subside, he slackened the pressure he applied to her skin and softened the stance of his buried hand. His soothing actions were rewarded as her vocal offerings lessened with time.
Two bodies slowly returned to earth as Buck released himself from Cass's unintended restraint. He sat back slowly as Chris looked across at him. The smirk spoke volumes; the soft snicker filled in all the blank lines.
In front of the two men, Cassie's eyes opened sleepily as Tanner's softening member slipped from her lips. She searched the mattresses for the towel, and retrieving it, she emptied the contents of her mouth.
Her actions didn't go unnoticed, as Vin slumped down above her. "You didn't have to do that, ya know," his speech was still broken as his breathing tried to return to normal.
Cass could only smile as she discarded the forest green material. "Oh, yeah… I did," she replied. "I really… really did."
Tanner leaned closer and met the lady with a deep, passionate kiss. The embrace lasted for several long seconds before the need for air drew them apart. "Thank you," he whispered, caressing her cheek.
Ever the less serious of the pair, Cassandra acknowledged his sentiment, but shook her head softly. "Just don't ever ask me to swallow," she giggled. Rolling back over from her stomach, she stared at the wooden beams in the darkness before a contented sigh resounded from her lungs.
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The ultimate 'wait your turn' Buck thought to himself as he glanced back at Cass and Vin.
Hell, he didn't mind a little anticipation… The lady needed at least a few minutes to come back to earth and he was more than willing give her that time. No sense… or fun, in rushing things… Now! If he could just convince his adrenaline to 'back-off' a little, he might have better luck convincing this antsy little 'fella' between his legs that waiting really WAS a good thing.
Larabee's dilemma wasn't quite as 'urgent'. He cocked his head as his eyes met those of his oldest friend. The small shrug and little grin were enough to indicate his willingness for patience, too.
Several minutes later, her breathing had returned to a regular pattern and the rogue settled a gentle hand on her leg. "Feelin' better, Darlin'?" he whispered.
A slow, sleepy curl ensued. Cassie spread her arms wide, brushing against the sharpshooter, who lay above her on the mattresses. She glanced at Tanner and they exchanged a sensual smile. Her back arched again, almost unnaturally this time, as the stretch became full blown. Returning to a relaxed curl, the lady reached for Buck's leg and casually ran her fingers back and forth over the bent knee. "I feel better," she answered, "But…"
The rogue's fingers met up with hers and entwined at her beckoning. "But?" he repeated as she crawled closer. "But, nothin'… if you've had enough."
Her eyes were passionate as Cass drew up to her knees and looked into Wilmington's dark blue reflections. "You… forget… who you're dealing with… Buck?" the inflection and pitch of her question were incredibly seductive.
"No, Ma'am," the rogue grinned. The honey was back in his voice as her wandering finger reached his crotch. "Can't ever… forget… who…" he purred as she settled in front of him, her hand at his erection, her lips teasing his.
Her smirk was subtle, "Good," she leaned up to kiss him. A soft embrace, that barely allowed their lips to touch, yet, it was enough to spark the flame. Successive, delicate kisses fueled that fire enough for her hand to register the rogue's full attention. With it almost attained, Cassie's lips traced a path to his waiting penis. She teased the head with her fingers before venturing in with her tongue.
Wilmington moaned his gratitude and settled back on his elbows to allow the lady room to work her magic. Umm! he thought. She definitely knows all the tricks. Her tongue made gentle sweeps up one side of his cock and down the other. At the apex of each stroke, she slid him into her mouth, briefly sucking before continuing her journey.
From where he lay, Vin could see the sensual movements. Recent recollection made him smile before movement caught his eye.
Chris glanced at his best friend and raised his eyebrows in acknowledgment before refocusing on the kneeling figure in front of him. With the care reserved for the most affectionate of moments, the blond reached out to caress Cass's back.
The touch almost made her jump but purely from surprise… nothing more. Straightening her stance, the lady twisted enough to reach Larabee with her free hand; the other remained vigilant on Buck's member.
The second she looked into his eyes, Chris knew he wasn't intruding. A lustful invitation all wrapped up in a petite little blue-eyed, blonde bundle… He'd accepted many, many times… and never regretted the proposition once. He certainly wasn't about to start now…
Drawing the hand from his cheek to his lips, Larabee nibbled on the palm and kissed it sensually. He allowed her hand to drift across his face as his own floated slowly down her body. Out over proud shoulder and down, then back up her slender arms. Feather-light fingertips flowed across her chest, pausing briefly to whisper sweet sensations to pouting nipples. The digits lingered, encircling each roundness before pressing on, continuing their downward journey.
With her eyes closed, Cassandra accepted the tender little kisses Chris applied to her mouth and neck. Damn! This man knew why he was born with lips! Throw in a couple of hands, fingers most certainly included, and any woman would be happy for life. The rest of his gorgeous physique was just an added, most appreciated, bonus.
Buck watched considerately as the lady made the slow, steady climb back up that ladder of arousal, each successive step taken at the urging of his oldest friend. He, too, reaped the benefits of masterful stimulation. As her breath steadily quickened, so too, did her rhythmic attentions to his cock. The rogue closed his eyes, effectively blocking out the reason, concentrating instead, on the reaction…
Instinct drove Cassie's downward quest. Her caress wasn't as careful as his, but she traversed Larabee's muscular form, intent on finding his organ. Her eyes flashed open when she met resistance from the only remaining clothing hung on any of their bodies. A smiling giggle escaped parted lips. "You not planning on getting out of this thing, Larabee?" she asked quietly.
"Thought I might," he whispered back, a hand slipping between her legs.
As her breath caught, Cass stared directly into his light green pools. "Think you better," she insisted.
Brushing her mound softly, a knowing finger probed a waiting clit before venturing slowly towards a moisture rich environment. "What say… we wait a while, the blond suggested. "Maybe I feel like… doing a little exploring."
The lady's head dropped back as he probed her opening. "Is that so?" she panted.
Purposefully, but gently, Larabee slipped a finger into her and smiled as a sudden gasp sprang from her lungs. "Yep," he replied. With a last kiss on her exposed neck, the blond made a quick trip south to go… 'Muff' diving.
Not more than a stone's throw away, Vin had rolled to his back, sneaking only an occasional glanced to observe the seduction. Right now, he was intent on watching the antics playing out before him. As Chris tried to find a position from which to continue his 'exploration', he'd settled on Buck's leg. This prompted the rogue to signal his willingness to 'bow out' for a while. Cassie's objections weren't hard to miss, but a solution wasn't apparent to any of the players. Unable to contain himself any longer, Tanner blurted out his advice. "Bend her over, Chris."
Either oblivious to, or unconcerned about the stunned stares he received from three sets of questioning eyes, Vin cocked his head in amusement. Getting to his feet, the sharpshooter stood in all his glory. "Bend over," he indicated to the young woman. "Go back ta… what you was doin' before."
Cassandra couldn't help acknowledging his direction with a quizzical grin.
Vin looked Larabee straight in the eye, never blinking as he spoke. "Once she's comfortable, you just slide yerself underneath."
The three astonished participants displayed varying degrees of amusement, shock and acceptance as they acknowledged the directions.
"Thought you said you ain't done nothin' like this before," Wilmington countered.
"I ain't," the sharpshooter shrugged. "Just seemed ta make sense, is all."
"Yeah, it does," Cass muttered as she turned around to meet Buck's sly expression. "So, why don't you just lie back…" she tightened her hold on his cock and lowered herself, "And, enjoy…"
"Oh… now, that… I can do."
Engulfing Wilmington's member rather abruptly, the lady smiled as he sucked in his breath and then slowly started to relax back on his elbows…
"I'll leave ya to it, then," Tanner nodded to Larabee before turning towards the hearth. "Think the fire needs seein' to," he muttered.
Chris smiled softly to himself, knowing that the sharpshooter was still a little unsure about this whole deal, but also acknowledging that he was willing… A soft moan brought the blond back to reality and he turned to refocus on the lady that crouched before him. He reached for her, carefully running his hands up, then slowly down her back. Forcing his hips forward, he ground his sequestered member against her lower back.
Feeling the material, the lady shook her head gently. Releasing Buck from her mouth, but not relinquishing her hold in any way, she turned her head ever so slightly. "Bout time you let him loose, isn't it?" she asked quietly.
"Oh!" Larabee cooed, his engorged cock pressed tightly against her. "You don't want me to do that… you really don't."
Cassandra could only grin as she flicked the head of the rogue's penis; her tongue completing two laps before she took him again. A slow, steady rhythm ensured almost immediately.
The blond's hands worked their way to her shoulder blades then snaked a course under her crouched form to find the roundness of her breasts. Taking each in hand, he caressed gently, coaxing each nipple between two sets of digits. As each pert bud responded, the lady emitted a soft moan, her buttocks rising to increase the pressure on his solid cock.
Beginning to feel the familiar need for release, Chris sighed deeply, sucking in a breath as he tried to slow his heartbeat. He pulled his body away from her in an effort to convince his yearning to wait, just a little while longer. His hands, drawn from her breasts by the small distance he put between them, trailed the curve of her hips over the arch of her bottom and on to her waiting vagina.
Buck's eyes slowly opened as the enticing 'action' between his legs paused. He was still claimed contently by her mouth, his balls cupped exquisitely in one hand. The other clamped tightly around his shaft. Damn but this woman knew how to please a man in more ways than most. Not that this was a bad thing mind you… not in any, way, shape, or form...
Wilmington's furrowed brow drew his eyes to his oldest friend and the ladies' man grinned as he watched Chris nibble his way down her legs. Any other time and Buck would have laughed. Instead, he relaxed the lock of his elbow, settling gently to the mattress surface. He understood that his 'action' would begin again… as soon as Cass have mellowed into her own, new sensations…
Oh, and what wonderful sensations they were too…
The lady's eyes fluttered as a tongue drifted across her labia. Her knees slowly spread as warm breath intensified a familiar tingling sensation all the way down to her toes. The heat was followed quickly by a curious finger; her wetness growing as it easily slipped within.
Chris nuzzled her mound briefly before quickly settling himself to the mattress and turning around. His finger still held securely within, he inched between Cassie's legs and carefully urged her waiting snatch to his mouth.
The woman complied without hesitation and was rewarded when an eager tongue quickly found her. She reveled in the feeling. An attentive mouth on her clit… one finger, soon joined by another, buried inside her. And, a devilishly tantalizing cock held securely in her mouth. Slowly, she resumed her devouring…
Stoking the newly built up fire, Vin heard the soft moans and glanced over his shoulder. He smiled knowingly at the threesome, his own softened cock gradually gaining life once more. Setting the poker aside, the sharpshooter turned to watch, totally unashamed that his curiosity was causing arousal. This was all consensual and extremely erotic. In those two simple facts, Tanner found comfort, and a sly grin appearing on his lips.
The fingers inside her body were creating a dilemma and Cass was becoming insistent that this problem be fixed. She reluctantly released Buck from her throat as a frustrated growl erupted from her lungs. She eyed the rogue as she pushed back against Larabee's hand. Her body rose carefully as she unseated herself from the prone blond and sort out his mouth. The alluring scent of her mingled in their hard fervent embrace. "Damn," the woman whispered, her lips not parting from his. Her hand snaked down to take hold of a rock solid cock. "What I wouldn't do for my bedposts right now."
The confusion on Wilmington's face was so overwhelming it blurted out his mouth, "Bedposts?" he questioned, sitting up to look at the couple curiously.
Chris turned his head to look at his friend, "Something you ain't tried?" he asked back, his own curiosity evident. Watching the furrowed brow and the purposeful shake of his friend's head, the blond wrapped his arms around the woman and pulled her close as they exchanged another hard kiss.
"I need you," Cass complained as the embrace ceased.
"I can see that," Larabee smiled as he pushed her back and rose to a sitting position. "And," his hands tickled their way down her arms to her wrists. "As always… I'll give you exactly what you want."
Seeing her wrists pulled between them Cassie grinned curiously. "What you have in mind, cowboy?"
"Close your eyes," Chris whispered.
The smirk said it all as her eyelids closed.
Leaning in to slowly peck her lips, Larabee quickly looked back at Buck and motioned him to come over. He glanced towards the fire and saw a more than curious sharpshooter staring at him. Chris cocked his head again, calling Vin over too.
It didn't take long for the two men to answer his call, and as they arrived beside him, the blond released Cassandra's wrist momentarily. With one finger to his lips motioning silence from the men, Chris demonstrated that he wished them to hold her. He shook the grasp hard; showing his grip was tight.
Wilmington and Tanner exchanged even more curiosity as Larabee took up Cass's wrists once more. "We're at home, babe," he whispered in her ear.
A soft moan was his only reply.
"You want it?" his tongue trailed to a waiting breast. "Do you?"
As her arms were outstretched, the woman's head dropped backwards.
Sucking one nipple into his mouth, Larabee repeated, "Do you want it?"
"You know I do," came the deep growl.
Releasing the breast, Chris moved to the other as he carefully reclined the lady. Her gentle moans continued as, one by one, the blond outstretched her arms fully and handed her wrist to his waiting companions.
As they had been shown, first Buck, then Vin restrained the wrist tightly, effectively pinning Cass to the mattress.
Having relinquished both arms, Larabee pressed his body solidly against the prone figure. "You want it?" he asked against.
Her head cocked as she tested the restraint. Her satisfaction quelled, eyes still held firmly sealed, Cassie's smile disappeared as she focused on the lips that taunted hers. "You gonna let that cock out and use it or am I gonna have to come get it?" she attempted to rise.
Seeing her held securely, Larabee pulled his weight aside and quickly ran a hand over her stomach to her waiting mound. A feather-light touch teased her clit. "Soft and slowly," he questioned quietly. Without warning, his fingers quickly disappeared inside her.
The deep moan that escaped her lips was so incredibly wanton in its pitch.
"Or hard and fast?"
Pulling against her restraints, Cass's growl was incensed as his touch suddenly left her completely.
Wilmington was grinning from ear to ear as he watched Larabee recline backwards long enough to discard his underwear. He returned to his position between the woman's legs.
Tanner wasn't exactly amused, but he reminded himself that this was what she seemed to want. He'd experienced Cassie's need before but never like this. She appeared to be enjoying this and so, he'd let himself get 'into it', for her.
The woman's legs slowly parted as she felt Chris edge in between them. He lifted her knees, bringing her hips up to meet his waiting penis. She could feel the member resting against her opening and the anticipation was driving her insane.
The blond tickled the exposed clit again, "You decided yet?" he asked, coaxing the engorged fleshed gently between his fingers.
"Damn it, Larabee," she cussed, her hips trying to wiggle away from his touch. "Hard and fast," she growled. "Fuck me, now!"
Tanner was shocked to hear the words come out of his lady's mouth as a hardened cock complied without hesitation. The vehement cry that burst out was exquisite in its intensity and want. The outstretched fingers of the hand he held expressed the depth to which she was experiencing fulfillment. Vin was beyond curious now…
As he watched Chris plunge in and slowly withdraw, Buck's eyes were drawn to the lady whose movement he now restricted. She tugged at her bonds, yet he knew, without any doubt, that she was enjoying this little game intensely. He smiled as the blond pushed into Cass again; a burning need was definitely growing somewhere deep inside.
"That what you wanted, babe?" Larabee went deep a third time.
Forcing her head back, Cass tested her restraints repeatedly, yet couldn't get her thought off the growing fever in her mind. She felt her knees set free, then the blond's weight slowly settled on her. Lips touched hers and she hungrily devoured them.
"That what you want?" he whispered again.
"You know it is…" she answered as their lips teased. She breathed deeply as her man slowly withdrew and came back.
No more words were exchanged as Chris removed his weight and settled up on his arms. He continued the slow hard, purposeful strokes and Cass's legs wrapped around his. Her feet slowly traveled his calves, caressing the skin as each tender stroke hit home.
Lips occasionally bent down to kiss her and she would respond. A heated tongue teased taut nipples and his mouth devoured them, each in turn, yet Cass was focused on the increasing pace that built slowly between her legs. She tested the restraints again, aroused by their presence and security.
Chris watched her head turn slowly from side to side. She licked her lips; the tongue paused tantalizingly on the brink as a pant ensued. He increased his pumping to meet the need he saw clearly before him. His own want burned brightly, the friction ever present and so welcomed.
As the fevered need for release built with each wonderful stroke, Cass's legs traveled from his calves to his thighs, and finally his buttocks. Her hips curled to meet his thrusts, her ankles locked around the small of his back.
Tanner couldn't take his eyes off his best friend 'doing' his girl. He grinned, shaking his head to clear the thought. Doing his girl? He mused. This wasn't 'doing'… this was definitely fucking! Even stranger in his mind… Vin was actually enjoying watching. The arousal he felt was incredible. His own organ begged for attention and Vin reclined to press the waiting member against the mattresses, the strength of his hands required to restrain the lady at the center of this.
Observing the 'action', and noticing his younger friend attempting to see to his own needs, Wilmington copied Tanner's motion, grinding his member into the cool of the mattress cover as soon as he could. He'd watched action close up like this before, and it always amazed him how truly seductive it was.
An alluring bead of sweat spread across the blond's brow as he pumped, ever faster into the woman's body. Their breaths had quickened enough that each was puffed out. Heartbeats raced wildly as the motion of their bodies pushed them to the brink.
"Oh, God, Chris…" Cassie's fevered words growled from the depths of her very soul. "Fuck me," she whispered. Her facial expression tightened as she drew her head up.
She was verging and Larabee knew it. He leaned down so that their lips met. His pounding motion increased again, sending shock waves through both their bodies.
A low whimper escaped their joined lips as the release slowly crested. She let go of his mouth briefly, her chin dipping deep to her chest, almost daring the orgasm to come.
Her body tensed. Outstretched fingers begged freedom, only to be drawn to tight fists as the feeling erupted in her body. A cry of ecstasy, a whimper of joy… the intensity of both etched in the clenched expression as the climax gained free reign. Baited breath was finally drawn as Cass gave in to her climax. The exuberance of final conquest resounded in a low scream.
Larabee's eyes closed as he felt his own release approaching. The intensity was incredibly. He'd seen her buck against his friends as they held her. He'd watched the other men's curiosity and he'd exchanged knowing grins. He couldn't help seeing the pleasure as it built steadily in Cassie's body and he'd pleasured them both to this point. Her body now reveling in the seductive throngs of approaching aftermath, Chris sought his own release.
Another whimper escaped her lips as the woman drank in his. Her curled hips urged his fevered pounding. Begging his thrusting to continue, draining the finally vestiges of climax from her and urging his on. "Harder," she whispered into his mouth.
There wasn't a thing in the world that Chris wanted to do more. Granting her request was the single thought on his mind and he drew every remaining ounce of energy into completing that task. Pulling away from her mouth, the blond pushed up on his arms again, forcing his cock inside with a fury bent on completing the responsibility. His orgasm burned its way to the apex and burst forth as he came. Sporadic motion ensued as he filled her. The pounding broken as the jerking motions milked him.
Wilmington's smirk was wide as he raised an eyebrow at Tanner. The latter pressed his body against silky mattress cover; his cock focused on the adventure his eyes were viewing. Buck felt his own body's need. "Damn," he whispered.
Slowly escaping the haze of release, Chris' glanced up to look into his oldest friend's face. "You can say that again," he panted, his pelvic thrusts slowly subsiding.
"Yep," Tanner agreed as he eyes met Larabee's.
The blond grinned, and then refocused on his lady. He could tell by her expression that she was a million miles away. "Earth to Cass," he called softly.
The soft smile on her lips was the only reply he received.
Leaning down to kiss her, Chris finally relented his slowed pumping and relaxed against her heated body. "Earth to Cass," he whispered again.
"She ain't here," came the soft reply. "Stepped out to travel the universe… return journey may take a while." Trying to wrap her arms around Larabee, Cassie protested her continued restraint with an insistent huff.
Glancing at her outstretched arms, Larabee smiled. "Think you boys can let go now," he directed. "Beats searching for the key," he nuzzled her lips with his own.
Tanner and Wilmington complied, each with their own smirk, Vin with a shake of his head. He couldn't help it. The things he was learning tonight had gone beyond amazing and were now bordering on astounding.
"Key?" Buck repeated with a smirk. "Knew them handcuffs had other uses," he joked.
"Yep," Cassandra answered as she pulled Chris tight against her heated body. "They sure do," she kissed the blond again, contentment her only expression.
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