fluid coat her pussy lips.
Bo finally stopped kissing her. “I want to talk about the three of us and a relationship.”
“What?” Callie shook her head. “What on earth do you mean?”
Rafe came over to them still arm in arm. He stood behind her and sandwiched her between them.
“Like this. Bo and I truly want to share you.”
“At the same time?” Her imagination went wild. She already knew that Rafe had “exotic tastes” and that Bo had always been a bit on the wild side even in their youth.
“Explain how you would both share me.”
Rafe leaned close and whispered, “At the core of it all, one of us would fuck your pussy and one of us would fuck your ass at the same time.”
“Oh my.”
Bo lowered his head and kissed her briefly again. “Eventually, we’d like to let other like-minded people watch us while we do it.”
Callie pushed out a breath. “Oh my.”
“Interested?”
She allowed the visions of what they’d described swirl in her mind. She knew after being with both of them that they each had an exhibitionist streak. She guessed she did, too, because being with either of them made her heart beat twice as fast.
“If we drop and have sex in the town square, they’ll likely arrest us.”
“As exhilarating as that sounds, we belong to a club that has a building called the Stadium. The center stage will be where we have sex, and those who watch us will be other members from their private boxes.”
“So they’d see us, but we can’t see them.”
“Usually. Although I understand Clay is trying out some new glass with the ability to hide or be seen at the flip of a switch.”
“Clay is involved?” Callie stiffened between them.
“He’s our security manager. One of the reasons we bring it up is that your land butts up to our club’s property.”
“Yes. That’s how I know Clay. So he does this, too.”
“Not exactly. But he occasionally watches.”
“Why doesn’t he participate?”
“He’s never really said, and no one has ever asked.”
Callie spent a few more minutes tucked between them before slipping out. What they were suggesting was thrilling and sexy and she wasn’t opposed to trying anything at least once. But Bo had a particular look in his eyes. It was similar to the look he had twelve years ago when he left. She knew he wasn’t looking to leave on a brand new adventure. This time he was ready to settle down and stay. But now Callie was the one who didn’t want to remain. She was the adventure seeker in this time and place.
A year before she’d graduated from college, her father had become ill. It had been bad enough that she’d come home. She’d taken over the bulk of the chores in the running of the ranch and hated every minute of it.
She was ready to get this ranch into the black and sell it. To do that, she needed to increase her herd. With Delbert’s help, she’d be ready to tender offers in a few months. Once she knew how many cows were carrying calves. And once the ranch was sold to absolutely anyone else but Drew Kincaid, then she was leaving town.
Hell, she was leaving the country.
Her ultimate plan for being away from this area was longer than twelve years.
* * * *
“Tell me what you’re thinking, Callie. Did we press too hard?” Bo hadn’t meant to scare her off. She looked like she wanted to be anywhere else but here. “We also want you to know this. We want you heart and soul. Not just for sex.”
She shook her head. “You didn’t press too hard. It’s exciting. And certainly something I never would have imagined. I appreciate that you want me heart and soul.”
“Why do I sense a big ‘but’ coming?”
She hesitated at first, but finally said, “The thing is, I’m not exactly looking to settle down here, Bo. I’ve busted my ass for this ranch the past several years and only recently recovered after my father passed. I’m on the verge of solvency. Then I can sell this place and leave town. Not so I can fall in
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