Hey y’all. Have a deleted smutty scene from What She Wants, the ménage novel in the Roughstock series. Two Aussies, a Texan, two boys, a girl, and more need than anyone knows what to do with.
Enjoy and much love, y’all!
***Warning*** NSFW*** 18+ only***
Adrian wanted a cigarette.
Just looking at Packer and Calleigh sleeping together made him want to howl at the moon and jump around and go smoke. He didn't. He sat on the chair by the bed and nibbled cake instead.
She'd been working out, her curves were still there, but there was muscle underneath them. Packer's hand was resting above that dark tattoo, like the fingers were framing it. She'd always been so beautiful she'd taken his breath away, but like this? Oh, god, like this, where she proved she was willing to fight for him, she made it hard to breathe.
He could take her again, right this second. Hell, he could watch Packer do it. Packer had always made his mouth dry. Had always made him feel reckless. Add the two of them together and he was in trouble. Like real, serious trouble.
God help him, it would be a great way to go if it killed him. Adrian tugged off another piece of cake, licking frosting.
Packer's eyes cracked open, the man smiling lazily. "Chook."
"Hey, mate." That smile got to him every time, made his heart speed up. He loved Pack’s dark, dangerous eyes, that crooked mouth.
Packer's fingers moved over Calleigh's back, and Adrian watched her nipples tighten.
"Your woman is something else."
Adrian nodded. "I know. I was just thinking that."
"Come give me a taste of that, now."
"Hmm? The cake?" Adrian took the plate with him, going back to the bed to feed Packer a bite.
Packer's free hand wrapped around his neck as soon as he got in reach, dragged him down for a wild kiss. Adrian moaned, feeling like he was in a dream or something. They were just crazy for each other.
"Yeah, Chook. Nuts, this thing here."
"No shit." Adrian kissed Packer again. This was as insane as starting his thing with Packer had been.
Packer fucked his lips like they hadn't come twelve thousand times in the last twenty-four hours. Adrian climbed on top of Packer, pushing him down on his back and humping. He needed it a little rough, a little dirty.
Packer's hands landed on his hips with a slap, making him buck.
"More. Come on, mate. Gimme." He bit at Packer's shoulder.
"Oi. Fuck!" Packer dragged him closer.
Calleigh's chuckle was pure evil, proving she was awake.
"Don't laugh, baby girl." Adrian would get her in a minute.
Fingernails trailed over his ass, scratching, teasing. "No?"
"No..." He grunted, his cock slapping against Packer's.
"I want to watch him take you, Ades." Her tongue slid around his ear when she spoke.
"Oh, fuck, baby." He loved it. A man probably wasn't supposed to admit it, but he loved it when Packer fucked him.
"Mmmhmm." Calleigh's fingers dragged over his skin, over Packer's.
"Mmm. Gonna put on a show for the lady?"
Calleigh leaned away, grabbed a bite of the chocolate. "Mmm. My own personal porn."
"You know it. Adrian is always like a good porno. Hot as desert noon." Packer smacked his ass again, and Adrian jumped.
"Somebody get the lube and stop talking so much,” Adrian demanded.
Calleigh's laughter filled their room, made them both stop and smile. "Well, where is it? It's not like I ever needed it before."
"Over on the table over there." Adrian jerked his head to where Packer's kit bag lay open.
Calleigh slipped out of the bed, easing her last remaining stocking off before rummaging around, her pretty ass swaying as she looked.
"Such a pretty lady."
"God, yes." He and Packer could surely agree on that.
She turned, the little dangling jewel bouncing on her belly. "Found it!"
"Good girl. Bring it on." Packer pulled Adrian up to straddle those lean hips.
He leaned down, took Packer's mouth again, revving them up, tasting those lips. He could taste his girl there, and chocolate and coffee.
Cool, slick fingers slid against his bare ass, and Adrian cried out, his hips rocking back. "Calleigh?"
"Mmmhmm. Is this okay?" The touch came again.
"God, yes. Get me good and wet. Packer's big." He was going to explode. Boom.
"He is." Her lips brushed his shoulder, her fingers circled his hole then pushed in, not tentative or shy at all.
His toes curled, his cock rubbing along Packer's. Packer moaned along with him, arching up.
"Chook. Fucking amazing." Packer was watching Calleigh, then him, eyes burning.
"I-- Pack. Calleigh." He was losing the ability to talk.
"You're hot inside." Those fingers pushed deep, pegging his gland unerringly, Calleigh surprising him.
"Fuck!" His spine threatened to snap. "How did you... Baby."
"Masters in nursing. Dork." She pegged him again.
"Oh." Well, he would feel like an idiot if it wasn't so fucking perfect. Then Packer's finger joined Calleigh's and Adrian thought he'd just fucking die. He sure hoped their neighbors at the hotel were out. Or heavily asleep. Shit, he didn't even know what time of day it was.
Hell, he wasn't one hundred percent sure what day it was. He just hoped they didn't have to ride soon. His ass might never recover. "Please. Pack. I need you to fuck me. Help me, Calleigh."
"I'm right here." Calleigh's fingers slipped away and Packer's eyes crossed seconds before the heavy cock tip nudged his hole.
"Oh." It was a long, drawn out sound, and he opened up and took Packer right in.
Calleigh stayed close enough he felt her breath, her moan.
Adrian arched, wiggling, trying to take more. He loved it, loved having his wife watching. Loved having them both here, together, touching him.
"Tight, Chook. Tight and hot." Packer pulled him down, then helped push him up, hands like clamps on his hips.
"Fuck, yes. Pack. Pack..." His fucking head was so heavy, he could barely hold it up, barely see.
"I got you. Come on, girl. Feel where we come together. He loves to be stretched, to really burn."
Her touch was slick, almost cold, but then on Packer's next thrust up, he took her finger too, his head snapping back at the extra stretch. His mouth opened, but he was pretty sure no sound came out. That was okay. Packer's shout was enough for both of them.
"Oh, god. Y'all..." Calleigh moaned.
He could smell Calleigh, tell how she needed. "Baby. Packer... oh, mate. Jesus." He didn't know who to kiss, who to beg. He just knew if he didn't come soon he might die. Calleigh's hand found his prick, wrapped around him and pulled with that surprising strength she had.
"Uhn." This obscene sound popped out of him, and he smothered it by kissing Packer. His ass clamped down on Packer's cock, and he could feel the man jerk beneath him.
Calleigh's thumbnail zinged across the tip of his prick and that was it, all she wrote.
Adrian came so hard his vision blurred out a little, his breath coming in tiny gasps. He kept moving, needing Packer to fill him up. He felt Calleigh shift, then Packer arched, hips slamming up into him.
"Yeah." Oh, hell yes. Packer gave it up so good, and Calleigh was right there, pressing against them. Heaven. He heard Packer grunt, then heat filled him, those fingers bruising his hips.
"God." His head dropped a moment before Adrian turned to smile at Calleigh. "Baby?"
She kissed him, eye makeup all mussed.
"Mmm. What do you need, baby?" Adrian asked.
She laughed for him, her eyes shining with happiness. "Another bite of chocolate."
About What She Wants:
Calleigh and Adrian might have an open relationship, but she’s tired of staying home. She wants Adrian, and his lover, Packer, to be all hers.
Calleigh and Adrian have always had an open marriage. Adrian being on the road all the time has made it easy for them to have separate lives, but neither of them acted on their agreement to see other people until Adrian met fellow Aussie and force of nature Packer Stephens.
Now Packer and Adrian are always together and Calleigh is left at home, missing her man. When Calleigh decides she’s not going to let Adrian go without a fight, she comes up with what she thinks is the perfect plan. She hits the spa and the gym and sets out to find her inner buckle bunny, intent on getting her bull-rider back, and maybe on impressing Packer a little, too. She heads out on the road, ready to fight for her husband.
What Calleigh doesn’t understand is that her plan will be wildly successful and also the hardest thing she’s ever done in her life. Packer is more than willing to play, but he’s as complicated as Calleigh is emotional. And as much as he loves Calleigh and Packer, and the sexy games they play, Adrian has to try to set things right, but can he find a way to give Calleigh what she wants and make everyone else happy at the same time?
Reader Advisory: This book contains some scenes of M/M/F intimacy and anal sex.
Publisher's Note: This book has previously been released elsewhere. It has been revised and re-edited for re-release with Pride Publishing. This book can be read as a stand alone novel but is related to the Roughstock Sweethearts series.
About BA Tortuga:
Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy's Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds and her beloved wife, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she's not doing that, she's writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA's personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.
Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the high desert and lives in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery menages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeon-holed by anyone but the voices in her head. You can find her at www.batortuga.com