Two Dude Ranchers for Dawn [Cowboy City 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Luxie Ryder Page A

door.Benwentintothekitchen,grabbedacoupleofbeers,andhandedonetoGarrett.
    “Wemightaswellsitdown.Drivingyourselfcrazyisn’tgonnamakeherturnupanyquicker.”
    Garrettwasacoupleofyearsolderandaheckofalotwiserthanhim,buthelethisemotionsrule him.SometimeshandlinghimworeBenout.Tonightthough,hesympathized,muchmorethanhedared say. He scanned Garrett’s face, noticing the tight set of his jaw and the way his eyes blazed with excitement.
    This wasn’t just about sex for Garrett. It meant more. Much more. Of that, Ben was certain.
    GarrettwasfallingforDawn,too.
    BenwaitedforthejealousytostrikeasitalwaysdidwhenhethoughtofGarrettbeinginlovewith anyoneelse,butitnevercame.DuringtheyearsMaryandGarrettweretogether,andforafewafterher death, it was painful to see how much Garrett loved her. It took Ben a long time to understand that Garrett’sfeelingsforMarydidn’tdiminishhisfeelingsforBen.
    “It’sgettinglate.She’snotgonnaturnupnow,”Garrettsaid,matteroffact,ashesatinthechair oppositeBenandtookapullonhisbeertohidehisdisappointment.
    “It’sonlyten.Thepartyisn’tduetofinishuntileleven.Shemighthavetostayuntiltheend.”Ben turnedontheTVandflickedthroughthestationsuntilhefoundthesportsshowtheyalwayswatched.
    Agentletapatthedoorbroughtthembothtotheirfeet.Benwasnearer,sohegottherefirstandhe yankedthedooropentofindDawnstandingontheirporch,lookingnervous.
    “Come on in,” he said, turning to walk back into the room, nudging Garrett ahead of him and forcinghimtogiveheralittlespace.
    Shefollowedthemtotheseatingareaandsatdownatthefarendofthesofa,asiftryingtokeep herdistance.Bencouldseeithadtakenalotofcourageforhertocome.
    “Wouldyoulikeadrink?Wegotyouabottleofwine.Ihopewhite’sokay?”Garrettwentintothe kitchen,returningstraightawaywiththebottleandaglass.Hepouredadrinkforherandputitinher hand.Bennoticedshewastremblingasshetookasip.
    “Howdidyougetawayfromyourfriends?”Hesmiledather,tryingtosettlehernerves.
    “Ileftthemattheparty.SallyandRuthwerestilldancingwiththoseguyswemetearlier,Juliehas disappearedsomewhere,Iassumewithoneofthemenshe’sbeenleadingaroundbythenoseallweek, andJenleftatthesametimeassomeoftheotherguestsandhasgonehometosleep.”
    “Soyouwon’tbemissed?”Garrettasked.
    Dawntookagulpofherwine,wipingadropfromherlipassheswallowed.“Iguessnot.”
    “Thenthere’snoreasonyoucan’tstayallnight?”
    Sheshookherhead,hergazefixedonherdrink.Garrettmovedtojoinheronthesofa,takingthe glassoutofherhandandputtingit,alongwithhisbeer,onthecoffeetable.
    BenthoughtabouttellinghimtobackoffandgiveheraminutebutmaybeGarrettwasright.They all knew what was going to happen and, if the previous night had been anything to go by, Dawn preferredtohavethedecisiontakenoutofherhands.
    “DidItellyouhowbeautifulyouareyet?”
    Garrettbrushedhisthumbacrosshercheekboneanddownoverherjawasshestaredupathim, vulnerability making her blue eyes wide. He reached up behind her head and took the clip out of her hair,thrustinghisfingersintohertressesastheyfell.Benwatchedashereyelidsflutteredshutandher lipspartedasshewaitedforGarretttokissher.HismouthclosedoverhersandBensawatremblerace acrossherfleshasherhandsclaspedGarrett'shead.
    Theurgetogetinthemiddleofthemwasastrongone,butBencouldn’tmove.Hewatchedthem, almost transfixed by how much it turned him on to see them together. Garrett nibbled his way across Dawn’sjaw,slidinghisheadunderherchintolickatherneck.Hisgazetravelleddownward,comingto stoponthecurveofherbreasts,andhehookedafingerinsidethefrontofthebodiceonherdressand slowly,slowly,pulleditdownward,groaningwhenheexposedhererect,darkpinknipples.Hislarge handclosedoverherbreast,andhesqueezed,makingDawnmoanaloud.
    Benslidfromhischairandjoinedthem,unabletostayawayanylonger.

ChapterEleven
    DawnfeltatouchonherhandandlookeddowntofindBenonhiskneesinfrontofher.Heslid hispalmsupherinnerthighsandnudgedherlegsaparttoslidehistorsobetweenthem.Ahandlocked aroundthebackofherneck,andhepulledherforwardtokisshim.Dawnpartedherlips,givingalittle