STORY EXCERPT

Becca parked her car in Ryan and Jack’s driveway and dragged her suitcase behind her as she headed to Jillian’s car. Ryan’s SUV was in the shop, so they were driving Jillian’s sensible four-door Honda Accord. Jack was making a fuss that they couldn’t take his pickup truck. It was a double cab, so it had plenty of room, but the truck bed wasn’t covered for their luggage.

“The luggage will be okay, Ryan. We can take my truck.”

Ryan barely glanced at Jack. “It’s supposed to rain. If Jillian’s suitcase gets wet, along with her maid-of-honor dress, she’ll kick your ass and mine, plus we’ll be in the doghouse again. Fuck, we just got out. I’m not climbing in again because you don’t like sedans. Suck it up, little brother.”

Jack snorted but then smiled when he caught sight of Becca. “Hey, little sis. Ready to go?”

“I think so. Where’s Jillian?”

Ryan pointed to the next car. Becca caught her breath as she realized it was Mark and Travis. She hadn’t seen them since the week after Christmas. She was taken aback again at just how handsome they were. It looked like Travis was wearing his hair shorter, and Mark had grown a goatee, but they still looked basically the same. Devastating.

Jillian saw her and waved excitedly. “Hey, look who’s moved here! Mark and Travis got in last night.”

Becca walked toward them as if pulled by a magnet. She couldn’t have walked away if her life depended on it. “Welcome to Plenty, guys. Did you have a good trip down?”

She congratulated herself on sounding casual and nonchalant.

Both men’s faces split into grins, and she couldn’t stop herself from returning their smile. She really was happy to see them.

Mark wrapped her in a bear hug. She breathed in his masculine scent, his muscles hard under her hands as she hugged him back.

“Missed you, pretty girl. Did you miss us?”

She felt his warm breath as he whispered in her ear. She felt a zing of electricity shoot up her spine and down to her pussy. Before she could answer, Travis was tugging her away from Mark for his own hug. His scent was just as tantalizing but slightly different, warmer. His muscles felt just as firm and they held her tightly, lifting her off the ground and twirling her around.

“Say you missed us, pretty girl, or I’ll twirl you until you do.”

“I missed you! I missed you! Please put me down!”

Jillian smacked Travis on the arm. “Put her down before she gets nauseous. I swear, men just never grow up.”

Travis placed her gently on the ground and brushed his lips quickly over her forehead. Her body responded by dripping more honey from her pussy. He had kissed her as if she was a child, but her body responded all grown up. Man, she needed to have sex. It had been way too long.

Mark grabbed her suitcase and started loading it into the trunk of their high-end SUV.

“Wait! I’m riding with Jillian and my brothers.”

Travis grinned and threw his arm over her shoulders, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. “You’re riding with us. Since JJ and the guys have the Accord, they don’t have as much luggage space. We have the SUV and have lots of luggage space. Plus, Mark and I would be all alone for the drive down to the Keys. You don’t want us to be lonely, do you?”

She was going to spend the next eight hours in close quarters with them. So much for the avoidance she had planned.

“Of course I don’t want you to be lonely. I’d be happy to ride with you. Jillian, are you okay with me riding with Mark and Travis?”

Jillian gave her a knowing smile. “No issue here. Have fun with the boys, but make them promise to stop if you ask. Mark’s been known to avoid exits and rest stops at all costs.”

Mark gave Jillian a mock scowl. “Only because you want to stop every hour. You can’t get anywhere if you keep stopping.”

Jillian rolled her eyes. “See? Make him promise.”

Becca crossed her arms and gave him a stern look. “Promise me.”

He started to protest, but Travis gave Mark’s shoulder a shove. “Promise her.”

Mark sighed. “I promise. I will stop no matter how often and unneeded.”

Travis shook his head and ushered Becca into the car. “You’ll get used to him after a while. Mark is extremely goal oriented. When he’s in pursuit of something, nothing stands in his way. Just wait until he starts pursuing you.”

Becca’s mouth hung open as she buckled herself in the car. They’re pursuing me?

ADULT EXCERPT

Travis picked up the black blindfold and dangled it in front of her face.

“Close your eyes, sweetness.”

He wrapped the soft fabric around her eyes, robing her in darkness. Her other senses sharpened. She could feel the brush of the hair on his arms and felt his breath against her skin. His tongue traced a wet path down in the valley between her breasts and dipped into her belly button, drawing a giggle from her. His fingers tickled her ribs before plucking at her already painfully hard nipples. She arched her back in an effort to urge his mouth to them. He chuckled.

“All in good time, my sweet. First, another toy.”

She felt the cold of the lube as it trickled down her crack and then Travis’s fingers circling her back hole. He pressed with his finger and her muscles gave way.

“Breathe, Becca. Don’t hold your breath. I hope you like this.”

More lube and another finger pressed inside, stretching her ass. It didn’t hurt or burn as she expected. She just felt some pressure and then she felt full. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have a cock up there.

“I don’t think your cock will fit in there.”

Travis chuckled.

“Not tonight it won’t. I’m going to put a plug in there tonight to start gently stretching you. In a few weeks, our cocks will fit just fine. Just relax for me.”

She blew out a breath just as the plug started pressing against her tight hole. This time when her muscles gave way, she felt the burn but no real pain. It was only when Travis began moving the plug in and out she felt electricity run through her body. She tried to move with it, but the restraints held her still.

She felt Travis’s breath on her nipples and then his mouth. He licked, sucked, and nipped at each nipple until they stood proud and erect. The pads of his fingers caressed his handiwork before she felt the bed move and he was gone for a moment. She heard water in the bathroom, and then he was next to her again. She could feel the heat from his body as he leaned over her.

“I want you to try something tonight. This is the red tube. Just go with it.”

She felt something cold and wet drip on each nipple. She shivered and waited for something to happen.

“Trav, what is this? Oh!”

The cold had transformed into a simmering heat. Each moment that passed raised the temperature on her nipples until they felt as if hot wax had been dripped on them. She moaned as arrows of pleasure and pain shot to her pussy and clit. She tugged at her restraints as she tried to twist away from the unrelenting heat.

The first lick on her swollen clit took her breath away. The second and third sent her floating above the bed on a cloud of pleasure. The heat on her nipples radiated through her body and was getting all mixed up in the pleasure his talented tongue brought her. She was teetering on the edge of orgasm when he sucked her clit into his mouth, scraping his teeth lightly across the sensitive flesh.

She screamed his name over and over as her body shook. She pulled and tugged at her restraints, but they held fast as she rode the pleasure all the way to the end. She closed her eyes as she lay limp and breathing hard. His hands skimmed over her extrasensitive flesh, starting her climb toward orgasm again.

“For the love of God, Travis, have some mercy.”

“No mercy tonight, baby. You’re open-minded, remember?”

She barely had time to register his words when she felt the brush of fur against her sensitized skin. Travis was using the fur flogger to drive her insane. Each brush of the soft fur sent tingles through her body and straight to her clit. He tickled her nipples, gliding the fur round and round each tip until it was painfully hard. She couldn’t hold back her moan.

“Travis!”

She felt a soothing hand on her belly.

“I know, baby. Relax into it.”

This time the soft brushes became soft whips. He gently whipped her thighs with the fur strands. There was no pain, only pleasure. It almost felt like being massaged by the most luxurious fur. Travis moved the flogger up her belly and to her straining breasts. She arched her body into the soft whips, begging him to go harder and faster. He ignored her, setting up his own rhythm until she was begging him to do anything, just please, please let her come.

She heard the flogger drop on the floor with a thud and the crinkle of a condom wrapper. Travis was going to fuck her and, if she had anything to say about it, fuck her hard.