A good twenty to thirty pounds heavier than the other two, Dallas must’ve been a physical trainer or a wrestler in his former life. Then again maybe he was the enforcer. Considering the Blazier family’s former ties with undesirable criminal elements, she could see where Dallas could be appropriately used. And used was a good word indeed. A woman could look at Dallas and immediately wish for that sort of pleasure, just a down and dirty romp with no questions asked, no promises guaranteed. A trashy one-night stand and that would be enough.
She fanned her face with a quick flick of her wrist. No, once with Dallas would be like one time with Zak—never enough.
“Are you warm?” Zak moved her hair out of her face and peered around as if to tease her.
“It’s this new medicine I’m on,” she said, believing that might be true.
“What medicine?”
Coco smirked.
“She’s on the pill,” Hales said, sniffing. “The stiff body language should’ve given her away.”
“This bunch around here won’t let you get by with much,” Coco said.
“Might want to ask your woman what she’s doing on the pill if she ain’t fuckin’ you.” Hales waggled his brows and went to the refrigerator and retrieved a water bottle.
“You told them?” She didn’t know if she should be offended
or relieved.
“He didn’t have to,” Hales said. “A man his age gets sexually frustrated when a woman isn’t—”
“Women have those same problems,” she bit out, immediately interrupting him.
“You don’t say.” Hales unscrewed the cap on his bottle and took a drink of water. “Who would’ve thought?”
“It’s a basic need,” Dallas said, never averting his gaze away from her.
“Something like that.” She mashed down on her hips and Zak shifted his weight. She felt his cock lengthen against her bottom and her pussy dampened as if her body had already gauged the likelihood of a forthcoming fuck.
She and her body needed some serious intimate attention from Zak. She glanced at Dallas. Maybe another Blazier brother would lend a hand.
“I like you,” Hales said, pointing the tip of his bottle in her direction. “You take everything in stride. Don’t you?”
“She better learn to do just that if she’s hanging around this bunch,” Coco said.
“Coco’s right about that. Put your helmet on, honey.” Dallas winked. “There’s a reason why Zak wouldn’t bring you around until now.”
“He’s right,” Zak said tightly, his erection much firmer as he bracketed his arm around her middle and held her close. “I knew if I brought you around these two they’d do exactly what they’re doing.”
“Which is?” She glanced over her shoulder and smiled at the handsome man who had somehow wiggled his way into her life without worming his way in between her legs.
“They’ve already got you stripped down to bare bones trying to figure out what you look like in a bikini.”
“Oh, I see,” she muttered, wishing Zak would drag her back upstairs and do her dirty for a few hours. Otherwise, she’d sit there and ogle Dallas and she didn’t feel comfortable lusting after one of Zak’s brothers. In fact, she was pretty sure her need and desire had more to do with her sexual frustration than the desire to fuck one of his brothers.
“I wasn’t thinking bikini, Zak,” Hales said, interrupting her thoughts. “I was thinking along the lines of a smolderin’ red-hot thong.”
“All righty then,” Drina said, rubbing her palms over her jeans and standing to leave.
“Don’t go on our account,” Dallas said, swinging his arm around Hales’ neck and rubbing the back of his head with a closed fist. “I’ll keep him busy for the rest of the day. Thanks to Mason, we all have plenty of fences to mend out there.”
Coco grinned. “Drina and I are going riding later so we’ll stay out of your way, too.”
“Riding?” Hales clucked. “I’m starting to like you better and better all the time, Drina.”
“That’s it,” Zak said, scooping Drina up in his arms and carrying her in a cradle fashion. “You boys have had your fun. Now I’m going upstairs to have mine.”