“Did you now?” He grabbed the top of a nearby ladder-back chair and dragged it to the wall. He immediately took a seat, his eyes hazy with a forbidden kind of lust, a darker longing, a more unsettled yearning.
He jerked his head back as if to summon her, but there was more to the beckoning that met the eye. He wanted her and he didn’t plan to wait to take her.
They’d waited for one another for far too long.
She eased forward then, taking small steps as she crept along the carpet. Standing before him, she couldn’t help but notice his trunk-like thighs. His jeans held that ironed-on look, the denim stretching with his erection.
Her mouth watered. Her knees knocked against one another. “Now what?”
“Now it’s time to make amends. It’s time to show me what you’re made of, vixen. So come on over here and take your seat. I want to watch you ride me.”
* * * *
Gabe had been a motherfucking mess. He’d gone to the Vance property to look for her and he’d feared the worst. For over four hours, he’d frantically searched, uncovering hidden wells and fighting with branches and shrubs until he could reveal what was hidden, what the Vance boys hadn’t wanted anyone to find.
He had been out of his mind with worry. One minute he cursed the very day he’d met her. He hadn’t meant it, of course. The next, he had plotted and planned for a reunion such as this.
Standing over him, Heather looked like a sex symbol, a woman who could’ve easily worked her strut across a catwalk but instead had somehow ended up in their lives, destroying everything he’d done to build up a wall around his heart, tearing it apart, piece by piece, for four excruciating years.
He tucked his hand in his pocket and retrieved a condom. Her eyes flickered in apparent surprise as he lifted the packet to his lips and ripped it open.
“Shocked cause I’m prepared?” He pulled his cock free of his boxers and stroked the hard flesh, never looking away from her pretty face as he handled himself with quick precision. “This is the first of many.” He rolled the rubber over his prick then and bracketed his arm around her waist at the same time.
“Wait,” she breathed, her eyes darting all over the doggone place.
“No, Heather. I think we’ve all waited long enough.” He grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it straight up, pulling it over her head, and ripping it away from her hair as he brought her forward, nuzzling her breasts.
Her soft locks shot down her back, and she swayed a bit as she inched closer, seemingly unaware of what was happening behind them. The stillness in the room didn’t last long.
“Sweet God,” Curt said, shaking his head.
“I hope we’re not sidelined,” Justin added.
Gabe was more amused by the comments when Heather froze. She blushed then and he couldn’t help but taunt her. “Something the matter, vixen?”
“What about…” She pressed her lips together and jerked her head to the side, indicating Justin and Curt.
“What about ‘em?” Gabe moistened his lips and lowered his head, latching onto a nipple. He curved his tongue around the hard point as he held her tighter, pulled her closer.
She wiggled like she wanted to break free, but he made up his mind then. Foreplay was for lovers who had the time to make love and fuck the day away.
At the moment, time wasn’t on their side.
He gave her a quick tug and brought her down to his lap, thrusting inside her with quick and deep strokes. “Damn, yes.”
A sultry sigh and then a few heavenly whimpers escaped her lips. She rested her hands on his shoulders, still at first, perhaps even timid.
“Don’t just sit there and pretend you don’t know what to do with me.” He clutched her hip and drove her down on his cock, pushing the weight of his shaft deep inside her channel.
“I don’t fuck around,” she informed him, her hot gaze meeting his.
“As of this moment, you fuck around a lot with the three men right here in this room.”
He’d made the decision to share
her. If she wanted them all, she could have them all, but by God, they’d watch him with her first. They’d watch and decide if this was the kind of thing they could tolerate, because as far as Gabe was concerned, Heather had been his woman since the day he set eyes on her.
He secured his forearm against her back, holding her steady as he pumped his hips away from the chair. He loved the slick heat from her pussy and wanted to really slide in there and feel her squeezing him as he drove his cock still deeper.