Beneath a Hot Tequila Sun by Catelyn Cash Read Free Book Online Page B

slept with. The more men she had, the more talents passed to the baby. The more times they came inside her, the more powerful that talent. The kids were guaranteed a charmed life. Look here.” He indicated the panel Kayla had noticed when she’d first come in, the one showing six men masturbating over a laughing woman. “We think this is an anointing for the woman, a cleansing for the men. The ceremony probably got rid of any of their boys that were lazy, leaving only the lively ones behind.”
    “What about the women who didn’t get pregnant?” Kayla asked.
    “They went back to their husbands, who loved and honored and cherished them till death did them part,” Jake said solemnly.
    Kayla had grown attached to the women and had been tensed for something different. “Really?” she asked, relieved.
    Jake’s expression remained neutral. “We have no evidence to the contrary.”
    Seth huffed. “Thanks, pal. You were doing great. Now you’ve killed the mood.”
    “Not necessarily,” Jake said. “Kayla likes to draw pictures of people having sex.”
    Seth looked at her with interest. “You do? Is that, like, a job?”
    “I’m a sculptor!”
    “And very tactile, you said so yourself,” Jake cut in slyly. “How much easier will it be for you to bring your art to life if you have lived it, rather than just looked at it?”
    “What do you mean?”
    His cock was rising like a flag up a pole, and she suspected she knew exactly what he meant. Despite the weirdness of the situation and the conversation, a thrill electrified her.
    “Cold plaster or hot flesh?” Jake’s grin would have given the devil goose bumps. “Let’s face it. None of us is going anywhere until the storm is over. I think I can speak for Seth here when I say we would be happy to further your research in any way we can.”
    Jake’s cock now stood rigidly against his belly, and though Kayla told herself not to look, her eyes refused to obey. Seth had remained optimistically hard since he’d dropped his trousers, but now his cock too gave a hopeful twitch. Mouth dry, Kayla flicked her gaze from one cock to the other and back again.
    “Of course, it goes without saying, anything that happens on this island stays on the island,” Jake added. “Isn’t that right, Seth?”
    The other man nodded. “Ever had a threesome before?”
    Caught off guard, she didn’t answer. Which, of course, when the silence stretched, was an answer in itself.
    The two men exchanged glances, and she knew she had surprised them. A slow smile spread across Jake’s face.
    “Well, then,” he said. “You’re already way ahead of us, because all we have is fantasies. Fantasies we would very much like to indulge. What do you say? Pick an image. Any one, and I swear we’ll do our very best to bring it to life for you.”
    Pick an image? Were they serious? A surging excitement built inside her, and liquid heat flooded her pussy. While, technically, she’d had a threesome before, it had been a complete disaster, a last-ditch attempt to spice up a marriage that had been doomed from the start. She suspected a threesome with Jake and Seth would be a different experience altogether.
    The very fact they are looking at me and not each other is already a major plus.
    She’d come to Mexico for a new beginning.
    For the art. A new beginning to my career.
    True. But that didn’t rule out other new beginnings as well. Kayla was twenty-six years old, divorced, and, with the exception of today, her sex life could be used as a definition of boring.
    Seth had been quiet, but now he spoke up. “You have to say yes. Right now I’m so horny, if you say no, you might have to wait outside while he blows me.”
    His words hit hard and fast and stole her breath.
    “Ignore him,” Jake said quickly, seeing her face. “He’s joking. Just pick your favorite and we’ll do the rest.”
    Pick her favorite? That was easy. One image had jumped out at her the moment she’d entered the room,