Buckskins, Boots & Bondage (Cowboy Kink) Read Online Free Page A

head. “Handcuffs?”
    “Yeah.” He nibbled her earlobe. “And ties. You like to be tied up, Angel?”
    Oh yeah!
    “Yes. I do.”
    “Maybe a little spanking?” Justin asked. “And a few other things?”
    She nodded, her pussy aching with an unfulfilled need.
    “See how nicely that works out?” Tucker grinned.
    A server set three glasses of tonic water in front of them, and Angel picked hers up, using the drink as a diversion to distract herself from the sensations skimming through her.
    “Nice,” Tucker murmured as his fingers finally reached the trimmed hair covering the lips of her pussy. “Very nice. Soft.”
    “I agree.” Justin lightly pinched her clit and leaned over to run his tongue around the shell of her ear. “Wouldn’t you like to touch us, too?”
    Angel brushed a stray hair back from her face, set her drink on the low table, and nudged their hands aside. Reaching toward each male groin, she cupped two thick cocks, one in each hand. And ohmigod , they were more than impressive. She gave each of them a soft squeeze then sat back so the brothers could resume probing her cunt.
    “Well.” Tucker’s voice was husky with lust. “We could sit here and make polite conversation a little longer. However, darlin’, you think you might be interested in joining Justin and me in one of the private rooms? Indulging in a little play to see if this chemistry we’re all dancing around is real?” He exchanged a look with his brother and nipped lightly at her bare shoulder then soothed it with his tongue. “After all, that’s where it starts, right?”
    Would she want to? Join them? Were they kidding? As a matter of fact, at that very moment, Angel wasn’t sure she could restrain herself until they left the public area.
    Suddenly, her self-admonitions scattered like smoke in the air and she wanted the preliminaries over with quickly. She couldn’t remember the last time two men had turned her own so quickly and to such a degree. Maybe the twins wouldn’t turn out to be the men of her dreams, but they were definitely about to be the stars of her fantasies. “That…would be very nice.”
    As soon as they removed their hands from beneath her skirt, Tucker looked around the room. When he spotted Clint leaning against a wall, he motioned him over.
    “What can I help you with?” Clint asked.
    Justin leaned against the back of the couch, one arm draped over Angel’s shoulders. “You said if we found a partner for tonight, to let you know and you’d arrange a room for us.”
    Clint nodded and pulled a thin plastic key card from his pocket. “Got it set up just in case.” He looked at Angel. “Room seven. You know where it is.”
    “I do.” She realized things were moving fast, but she was unwilling to slow them down. Everything in her body pulsated with the electrical connection sizzling among the three of them. Looking at the twins, she said, “If you’re ready?”
    The grin Tucker flashed would have melted Angel’s panties if she’d been wearing any.
    He winked at her. “More than you know.”
    “You’ll find it stocked with everything you need,” Clint told the men. “If not, Angel can show you how to ring for something.” He smiled. “Enjoy.”
    The key unlocked a room Angel had used before. Thick carpet padded the floor and amber light from wall sconces bathed the rich paneling in a golden glow. At one side sat a king-sized bed. Not too far from it stood a wooden apparatus with two sets of cuffs to attach to wrists and ankles. Ideal for a sub to be restrained while her two partners fucked her in a well-coordinated rhythm. On a table near the bed were a variety of toys, lubes and instruments, everything to take a sub to that bright edge of pleasure/pain. Multiplied by two.
    “Intercom over here.” Angel pointed to a small panel inset by the door. “If you, uh, need something that isn’t provided, you can just press the button and tell whoever answers what you require.”
    “I think