Free Lost Without Them by Trista Ann Michaels Page B

from her, and Keegan felt the loss deep in her gut. Damn these interruptions. An older man came into the kitchen. When he saw Keegan, he took his hat off and nodded. “Ma’am,” he said.
    Keegan smiled shyly in return. “Hello.”
    “Keegan, this is George. He’s been with us for a long time. George, this is Keegan.”
    “The woman you found?” George asked.
    “Yes.”
    George nodded his head in her direction. “Nice to meet you, ma’am.”
    “Thank you. You too.”
    “Is there something wrong?” Sam asked.
    “Yeah. Cody needs you out by the ski lift at the western edge of the property. There’re a couple of cows you need to see.”
    Sam frowned. “Why?”
    George glanced at Keegan, then turned back to Sam. “Just trust me, Sam. You need to see this.”
    Sam nodded. “I’m coming.”
    Keegan got the distinct impression that George was hiding something from her. Sam gave her an affectionate pat on the shoulder. “We’ll finish our discussion later.”
    Keegan sighed and leaned against the counter. Another afternoon of unfulfilled lust. Great. Just what she wanted to deal with.
    George turned to leave, and Sam moved in close to whisper low and deliberate, sending a wave of desire to her core, “Do you want a repeat of last night, Keegan, or do you want Cody and me to back off?”
    Keegan looked into his eyes and knew that backing off was the last thing she wanted. He must’ve gotten his answer in her eyes. He lifted his hand and brushed his thumb over her bottom lip. “Don’t cook dinner tonight. Meet us here in the kitchen…naked. You’ll be our dinner.”
    She swallowed, unable to speak past the lump of pure desire choking her. Sam stared at her for a second, then walked to the doorway. Sticking his head around the frame, he yelled at George, “Head on over. I’ll follow in a few.”
    “’Kay,” George said as he left the house.
    The door shut, and Sam turned to stare at her. She wondered what he was up to as he walked over like a panther stalking his prey. He looked so sexy, so hot with that possessive heat in his eyes. If he and Cody shared, did he ever get jealous? Did it ever bother him to see the woman he was with touching another man?
    And could she handle both of them all the time? Right now, Sam seemed to overwhelm her. If he alone could make her feel this way, what would it be like to have both of them, always seducing, always touching, always making her lose herself?
    “What are you doing?” she asked as he hooked his finger into the belt loop of her jeans and tugged her close.
    “I changed my mind,” he growled. “The cows can wait a few, I think.”
    Keegan’s stomach flipped as he leaned down and captured her mouth with his. The kiss was wild, wicked, demanding, and nearly brought Keegan to her knees.
    “What have you done to me, woman,” he whispered against her lips. “Have you put some kind of spell on me?”
    “No more than you’ve put on me,” she replied as she took his hand and pushed it into her jeans.
    Sam unhooked the buttons to loosen them so he could slide his hand in farther, fully cupping her sex in his palm. Keegan sighed and rocked her hips against his touch.
    “Mmm,” he purred as he buried his face in her neck and nibbled at the sensitive spot just below her ear. “I like how you move. How you respond to my touch.”
    He massaged her opening, teasing her with the tips of his fingers. Keegan moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding tight as her body quivered in desperate need.
    “You’re so wet,” he whispered. “What would you do, I wonder, if I did this.”
    He thrust two fingers deep into her channel. Keegan moaned as her knees went weak as Jell-O and her walls convulsed and tightened around his fingers.
    “Nice,” he murmured against her neck. “I could play with this pussy all day.”
    Sam slowly worked his fingers deeper, sliding his digits along her walls. When he found a particularly sensitive spot just inside her channel,