STORY EXCERPT

Carrie looked again at her section and blinked. With a bit of a shock, she realized that she recognized every single person sitting there.

So not like the life I used to lead in Dallas.

No, life in Lusty wasn’t anything like life in Dallas—or anywhere else for that matter—at all. For one thing, everyone there was likely aware not only that Ginny was on her honeymoon, but that Kelsey’s last new hire hadn’t worked out. Folks here wouldn’t get irate about experiencing any delays in service. They’d just wait.

Maybe it was time for Carrie to fully accept she wasn’t in the big city anymore. Maybe it was time for her to become less like the woman she’d been there, the woman she’d become after…well, just after.

Maybe it was time for her to become the woman she truly longed to be.

Carrie knew exactly where to start with this new attitude toward life, too.

Moving in a pattern that would take her last where she wanted to be the most, Carrie began greeting customers, taking orders, and chatting. Everyone seemed to want to say something good about the Commitment Ceremony on Saturday. Carrie listened, and agreed, and understood that Ginny really had become a part of the fabric of this town in less than a year.

Lusty, apparently, had a communal heart as big as all of Texas.

She looked up once and saw Michelle sending her eye signals. Clearly her friend thought she hadn’t noticed the brothers Benedict, sitting at a table in the back of the dining room.

She had, of course. So she simply smiled at Michelle, and carried on.

Finally, she got to the table that had been her primary goal. She’d never been one to flirt, and she didn’t have any real idea whatsoever how to draw the attention of a man—or two—that she liked.

She kept her fingers crossed that these two hunks in denim would stay true to form today as they had most days they stopped in.

“Good afternoon, gentlemen. My name is Carrie and I’ll be your server today.” She laughed when they chuckled. Huh, I guess I do know how to flirt after all.

“Did y’all have a chance to look at the menu and decide on what you’d like for lunch?”

“Hello there, sugar.” Chase Benedict’s deep voice brushed against her skin like high-quality velvet. “May I say I’m delightfully surprised to find you in the dining room instead of the kitchen today?”

Nope, they weren’t going to disappoint her. She responded with her usual cheek, and she realized her exchanges with these men had always been flirtatious—just in a form of flirting that appeared to be unique to them. “Reckon you may, since you already did say it.” And then, not her usual response, she smiled.

Both men inhaled sharply. Totally unexpectedly, the air around them suddenly felt supercharged, as if the attraction she felt toward them and that they obviously returned somehow condensed in the atmosphere.

“I’m partial to the pulled pork sandwich,” Chase said, his gaze locked on hers. “Salad with ranch dressing instead of French fries, please. And sweet tea.”

It was hard, but Carrie pulled her gaze away from him and looked at his brother.

“I’d like the chicken sandwich, darlin’, with French fries, because I worked harder this morning than Chase did, so I can afford to indulge. And I’ll also have the sweet tea.”

Carrie quickly wrote the orders and then slipped her pad into her pocket. “I’ll be back in a couple of minutes with your tea.”

“Don’t rush, sugar. We can see you’re busy. We can wait.”

She nodded and turned away from them even as a shiver worked down her spine and straight on to her pussy. Oh, but the way they called her sugar and darlin’ really did feel more than fine deep inside. Their voices dipped low and stroked her flesh with the soft, basso timbre of intimacy, and Carrie thought she could listen to them talking to her just like that all night long.

She let herself imagine for one moment listening to them croon to her while they made love with her.

Panic sliced through her and Carrie wondered what the hell she was doing. She had never been one to date or carry on with a man, let alone act as if she was considering taking on two men at the same time.

The truth was these two cowboys got to her in a way no man ever had. Something about them touched something in her that she hadn’t even known was there. Between one heartbeat and the next she had the answer to her own question. She understood exactly what it was she was doing.

I’m daring to stop marking time and start living my life, and live it to the fullest.

Yes, she was. She was going to move on instead of simply existing, instead of merely hiding.

As she headed back to the kitchen to place the orders and load up her tray with glasses and a pitcher of tea, she asked herself something she’d never asked herself before.

If George Lockwood hadn’t happened, would she have been open to the offers of those two very lusty cowboys before now?

The answer of course was yes. She likely would have been more receptive to them.

Carrie entered the kitchen, and keyed the orders into the computer terminal, using the ordering program Kelsey was testing out.

“You look as if you’ve decided to take the bull by the horns,” Tracy said.

Carrie couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “No pun intended, but yes, I have. I’ve decided that if those two cowboys ask me out again today, I’m going to say yes.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Carrie whimpered, an inarticulate sound of yearning and need.

Her men must have understood her. Their answering murmurs, deep rumbling sounds without words, known to the elemental woman within her, made her pussy lips quiver and her juices flow.

“You’re wet, I can tell. I can smell you and the scent of you makes my cock hard and my mouth water.”

Chase’s bold declaration shot her arousal higher. She panted, licked her lips, and thrust her chest out toward him, offering him more of her breasts.

Brian had rested his chin on her shoulder and watched his brother play with her nipples. Now his hands slid around her waist from behind, and his nimble fingers set to work opening the snap and zipper of her capris.

He slipped his hands inside both her pants and the lacy briefs she had on beneath, and swept them over her hips, carrying them with him as he hunkered down behind her.

He bit her naked ass, and then sucked on the spot, soothing the small bite with his tongue.

That tiny bite of pain damn near made her come right then and there.

“You liked that, darlin’. We’ll have to see what else you like.”

He lifted her feet, one at a time, stripping her of clothing and the veneer of civilization.

Carrie felt wild and wanton as she ran her hands over Chase’s chest, and looked over her shoulder down at Brian who was still on his haunches behind her.

“Am I the only one getting naked, here? I want to touch you and feel you and taste you.”

“We’re going to get naked, don’t you worry, darlin’. We just need to enjoy you first before we strip.”

Brian ran his hands over her ass and then edged one hand between her knees. He began to stroke her right thigh, moving upward, until he dipped his fingers into her slit. Carrie felt her juices coating his fingers, and when he pulled them away from her, she felt bereft.

“She’s sopping,” he said. Then he sucked his fingers into his mouth. “And tasty, too.”

Carrie shivered, the sight of Brian sucking her nectar from his fingers the most erotic thing she’d ever seen.

“Let’s get her on the bed so we can feast on her,” Chase said. “I want to drink some of that Carrie-juice for myself.” He stepped back and smiled at her.

Brian surged to his feet and lifted her in his arms in one smooth motion. He laid her in the middle of the enormous bed, and then followed her down. Chase followed suit and Carrie grinned, for she had a fully clothed man stretched out on either side of her. Brian used a finger under her chin to turn her face to his. Then he closed his mouth over hers, his lips hot and wet and avid as he kissed her. She tasted herself on his tongue, and the dark flavor seduced her. She sank into his kiss, opening her mouth wide to him. Her tongue began to tangle with his, and he laid a hand on her head, as if he needed to keep her in place, keep her from escaping.

She reached her right hand up and touched his face, using a light brush of her fingers to stroke his cheek. She loved the feel of the beard stubble, loved the roughness of it against her skin.

He released her lips and she felt another touch, so she turned, and opened her mouth, surrendering to another pair of lips and invading tongue.

She sucked Chase’s tongue into her mouth, stroking it the way she fully intended to stroke his cock. Then she moaned against his mouth as she felt Brian bend over her and lick her nipple.

He licked it again and then sucked it into his mouth. The sensation was hot and thrilling, and Carrie rubbed her tongue against Chase’s as his brother continued to suckle her. She rolled her hips, the action instinctive in response to the shafts of pleasure shooting through her.

Brian groaned against her breast, and the vibration of the sound on her wet flesh added even more arousal.

Then Chase stroked down the left side of her body, over her breast, down, through the very thin strip of hair above her slit.

Carrie cried out, breaking their kiss, as he speared his fingers into her cunt. In and out he finger-fucked her, and she felt him opening his fingers, caressing her all over inside, as if searching for something. She didn’t know what he hit, but she jerked with something close to an electric shock when he did. He grinned then and stroked his thumb over her clit, rubbed that inner spot again and she came.

“Oh, God!” The ecstasy of this orgasm eclipsed all of her senses, far beyond anything she’d ever even imagined. Tingling, fiery lightning bolts of rapture washed over her in wave after wave of pleasure.

She floated back to earth, a drifty kind of sinking that left her feeling drained of every ounce of strength and will.

Brian had stopped suckling her, and instead laid his cheek on her chest just below her right breast. Chase had eased his fingers out of her pussy, though he still touched her. He placed his hand flat over her slit, his fingers gently pressing against her opening.

“You’re beautiful when you come, sugar. The look of bliss on your face made my cock even harder than it already was, and I didn’t think that was possible.”

He kissed her, just a quick, chaste buss. Then he eased off the bed to stand and look down at her. Brian moved to stand on the other side, but at the moment it was Chase who had all of her attention.

As his brother had done, he sucked his fingers into his mouth. Then he began to unbutton his shirt. “Can you guess what I’m going to do now? I’m going to bury my face in your pussy and lick and suck until you scream my name as you come. And as soon as you do, sugar, I’m going to fuck you.”