Nowhere Ranch by Heidi Cullinan Page A

together on the couch, him still clothed, me naked and riding him as he held our cocks together. He fed me the spunk again, and I sucked his fingers clean, then just sucked them some more because I liked it.
    After that, he took me up to his bed. And we had ourselves some ass.
    He arranged me on the bed, flat on my back, holding my legs back with my butt propped up on several pillows. He watched me, and I watched back as he did me one-fingered dry for a few minutes. I thought he was gonna try for two, but he surprised me by going for the lube before he did that. He had me really slicked up, so I knew what he wanted to do, and sure enough, it wasn't long before I had three fingers going at me, and then we were back to four.
    “You're even tighter than you were last time,” he said, clearly pleased by this.
    “It ain't like nobody's been in there since you,” I replied, but mostly I huffed it because he was really straining me.
    He pulled out a little and held still while he quizzed me. “Nobody, huh? Nothing? Not even something plastic?”
    I don't have much to do with toys on my own. “There may have been a finger or two.”
    His grin was even better in the dark. “Tell me about these fingers.”
    I thought about being smart and telling him they were long and thin and attached to my hand, but he had me in the mood to please him. “I laid on the bed, spread my legs open wide, and while I jerked myself off, I reached back and fucked myself with my fingers. First one, but it wasn't enough. So I used two.” His fingers had started moving in me again, and I knew he would like to hear this next part, so I said it out loud. “That I didn't do before you.”
    I got a kiss for that, long and slow and hot. When he was done, he nuzzled my neck, nipping lightly. “I can't stop thinking about fisting you. I know we can't tonight.” He pushed his fingers in as deep as they could go, until I was panting. “But I want to be inside you, Roe. I keep thinking about the way you looked with that fat dildo in you. I remember the sounds you made. The way you bucked and convulsed. I want you to do that around my hand. Around my arm.”
    I reached down and pulled his hand out enough so that I could talk again. “You are such an ass man. You do know that I have a cock too, yeah?”
    He looked down at my groin in mock surprise. “My God. I had no idea.” But when I tried to shove at him, he brushed me aside. “Be still. I need to investigate.”
    And investigate it he did, chiefly with his mouth. I got hard quicker than I thought I could, but I was nowhere near ready to come again, so I was just his cock-flavored lollipop while he continued to try and spread my ass. He wasn't getting as far inside me as he had that first night. He gave himself about a half an inch by sending his free hand up to pinch hard on my nipples, and I mean he pinched fucking hard. He had me shouting and moaning, screaming, “Fuck!” every time. Except pretty soon it was, “Fuck yeah. Oh, yeah. Fuck yeah. Fuck me. Like that. Oh God. Yeah,” a stream of lust-fueled encouragement. I could feel his knuckles scraping me, almost inside now, my nipples swollen and pounding, and my cock rock-hard inside his hot, sucking mouth. When he finally pulled up and looked at me, his eyes dark and heavy, I looked back at him in surrender, naked in every way.
    “You're dirty,” he said. His hand was still working in me. “You're so fucking dirty. You'll take anything I do to you, won't you. And you love it.”
    “Fuck yes,” I whispered, groaning and bucking my hips. “Oh fuck, but I love your fingers.”
    They turned inside me. “So you're an ass man now too? Or should I pull out and start playing with your cock?”
    “Plow my ass,” I told him, still humping. “Go get it and put it in me. Go get that monster dildo. Fucking do it, Loving.”
    He looked sternly at me. He was after me to say “Travis.” I could tell. I wasn't gonna do it, though. Not even in a game.