She had just turned on the shower and was standing under the stream when she saw him coming out her back door, standing on the porch looking at her. The shower had been built by her dad years ago, out in the yard, so he could wash down after a hard day in the field. She loved the faded gray redwood sides, but right now wished the end of it wasn't open to the house. Jake was taking in her nakedness as he undressed.
She thought about running, but where to go? His tanned, muscled torso was impressive. So was the great thing swinging between his legs as he peeled down his jeans that didn't have briefs under them. He didn't take his dark eyes off her body, which did not yet have its summer tan. She broke out in goosebumps, even though the water was hot.
He stepped off the porch and strode toward her. She gave him her best stare, but knew it was hopeless. The last time he was here, kissing her goodbye with his sister looking on, she had a hot flush as he pushed himself against her. The message was unmistakable. I want you and I will have you.
He was under the water with her, his maleness between her legs, his chest hair torturing her nipples. The bar of soap in his hand roamed up and down, sending tingles everywhere. His mouth was on her neck, working its way around to her lips, where his tongue collided with hers. She clung to him, wondering how he had subdued her so easily. She was supposed to hate him, their families had been adversaries for years. She was raised to believe the Reilly clan was evil incarnate. Violent, troublemaking Irish bums.
Over his shoulder, she saw his sister Colleen holding fresh towels and smiling at them. Since the accident that killed their parents, he seldom went anywhere without her. A tremor went through her as she realized Jake was going to take her in front of Colleen. He turned off the water and walked her in his arms to the porch deck. Colleen extended a towel. "You are looking very nice today, Rebecca. Ranch life agrees with you." She handed Jake a towel and said, turning to go inside, "I'll fix some drinks." She had on a flowered print dress that flattered her slender figure. From the shapely way it wrapped around her behind, Rebecca guessed she was naked under the dress and wondered if Colleen's underwear drawer was empty.
Jake had her towel in his hands, rubbing her briskly. "You know why I've come." It was a statement, not a question. She faced him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He was pressing insistently into her front. She kissed him lightly and drew back. "I'm flattered you desire me so much. My body wants you, but my mind thinks you are a treacherous rogue that will bring me nothing but trouble."
"Colleen says you are the right match for me. I trust her judgment."
"You are here for more than a moment's play?"
He picked her up and entered the house. "Where do you prefer your loving to take place?"
Colleen was standing to one side with wine glasses in her hand. The dress had disappeared and there was nothing underneath, as she had guessed.
"It's warm and sunny on the upstairs deck."
She felt secure in his arms as they followed Colleen up the stairs. Was his sister's nakedness a sign that she was part of the loving Jake was going to bestow on her?
The three of them relaxed on the swinging lounger in bright sunshine. The parents used to sun here years ago and welcomed her to join them. They enjoyed the warm days of summer when clothes weren't necessary. Her mother sometimes would say, "Rebecca, the grownups are going to have some birds and bees time, would you excuse us?" Her curiosity was at fever pitch, but she obediently went downstairs and usually spent the time her parents needed alone in currying her horse and tending to the stalls.
Jake was silent, as were she and Colleen. They sipped the wine and absorbed the warm sun. "My parents used to sun here this time of year. Once in a while, my mother would ask me to leave so she and my dad could have some birds and bees time. Are we going to have some birds and bees time, Jake? Is Colleen going to stay?"
Jake pulled her across his lap, his hand on her breast, feeling its round firmness. "Do you just talk about sex, or do you do it?" His hand found its way between her legs as Colleen leaned down and kissed her, tenderly at first, and then more boldly, finding entrance with her tongue and pressing lips down with force. Rebecca jerked and gushed on Jake's fingers. With two people working on her, she was sure she would come soon.
Before that happened, he had her in the air, rolling and twisting like a gymnast. "Jake! Put me down."
She glimpsed Colleen putting something on Jake's big tool.
"I was hoping you would say that," he said, as Colleen spread her lips and Jake's hard cock slipped easily inside, riding on lotion.
"Oh, you were supposed to ask before you did that. But don't stop. That stuff on you feels wonderful inside me." His thrusts were long and deep.
Colleen was behind her, worrying her tits and biting her neck. "He told you once already about less talk and more action. Do you like him in there? It drives me wild when I get grabbed and just taken in any odd place. He doesn't let me have underwear. After you come, I get him next."
