She covered his hands that held her cheeks and felt the massiveness of his presence. He encased her body within his arms and released her lips, hugging her to him. She hugged him back, felt his hands move over her ass quickly, but enough to make her desire their return. She was losing the fear of intimacy the more they touched her. As she opened her eyes she saw Lynch. Arms crossed, eyes squinted at her and she slowly pulled back.
Tazer fixed her top by her hips and stepped slightly back.
“I like this outfit,” he said to her.
“So do we,” Burker added and Tazer gave him a nod.
“Glad you’re back,” Parker said to him as Tazer released her and then his brothers’ each gave one another a hug and slap to the back. Her heart raced and swelled with adoration for their obvious love and care for one another. Except Lynch who remained stiff and kind of angry.
She stood frozen in place.
“I think the table is all set for us. You guys must be starving,” Parker said as he gave Lynch a little nudge to his arm. Lynch tore his eyes from Eliza Grace and shook Parker’s hand hello.
“Very hungry,” he said and Eliza Grace couldn’t look at him. She felt his eyes on her and assumed he was talking about being hungry for her. Lynch was super intimidating and incredibly mysterious and sexy. She could hardly stand and when they decided it was time for the table and began to head away from the bar, she gasped when Lynch pressed up close against her back, ran his palm along her waist and held her snugly. She lost her breath and froze a moment. Then he leaned closer as she watched his brothers look at them with serious, hot expressions of hunger then continued to walk.
“Miss me?” he asked.
She took an unsteady breath. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice cracking, giving away the deep arousal his words and touch did to her.
“Then where’s my hello kiss?” he asked, shocking her.
She was shaking, she felt so overwhelmed with desire. But somehow she slowly turned in his arms, his large hand singeing her skin as it caressed across her belly then her hip. She stared up into his eyes and he didn’t lower. So she ran her palms up his chest, saw his cheeks cave in like he was biting them and completely turned on by her touch as much as his turned her on. It gave her that little extra bit of confidence to handle giving Lynch what he wanted. It was just a kiss hello. A kiss to say she missed him. She stood up on tiptoes and he was forced to lower his lips to hers, he was so tall. When their lips touched, it was everything but a simple I missed you and in a flash it turned into a whole lot more.
Thank God they were in the small hallway between the bar outside and the entrance to the main dining area, or they would be putting on a hell of a show. The feel of his hands moving along her ass, in between the crack, gripping an ass cheek and then caressing back up her spine had her pussy leaking and her body nearly exploding right here. She pulled back and had to catch her breath.
“That’s a lot better than that scared look as if I could hurt you or eat you alive. Let’s get to the others before I take you out to the SUV and do what I really want to do with you.”
She was shocked by his words and by his control as he fixed her lip-gloss with a gentle swipe of his finger and then turned her around and guided her to the dining area. Thank God there were three other men there talking and laughing with Parker, Burker and Tazer, or she would have been frozen in the erotic, sexual state Lynch placed her in by his lethal kiss and his proclamation of what he really wanted to do. Have sex with her.
* * * *
Lynch watched Eliza Grace like a hawk. He barely listened to the conversation and the laughter going on around him as Antonio and Billy Connolly, Salvatore and Finn’s brothers, joked around with them about some funny cases and about old times in the service. Eliza Grace asked questions, seemingly wanting to know more about their service and what types of men they were.
“As you can tell, Eliza Grace, Lynch and Tazer are still the quietest,” Billy said and smiled at Lynch’s straight expression.
“And the scariest S.O.B.,” Antonio added and stood up.
“We should leave them to their nice dinner. Might I suggest the lobster tails special, Eliza Grace. It’s the best on the menu and a beautiful young woman like you deserves the best,” he said and reached out, took her hand and kissed it.
“Cool it, Antonio,” Tazer said and they chuckled.
Lynch felt his body tighten. He cou
ldn’t even stand to let another man touch her, take her hand and kiss it and be close to her. He was fuming when he realized he was in a dead stare at her and she looked upset and uncomfortable. She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and then to one side of her shoulder, the one facing him, as if to block him from her view.
“The lobster tails sound like a great idea. What do you guys think?” Parker asked, breaking the silent tension in the air. One look at Tazer who watched Eliza Grace and then placed his arm around her chair and he knew his brothers were feeling the same thing he was. They wanted her. To strip her naked, explore her body and make her officially their woman. Any other woman would have been in their bed by now. Not Eliza Grace.
He reached out and took a slug of his beer and then placed it down.
“So where were you when you guys met up today?” Tazer asked her as he stroked her hair and leaned close to her. Next time Lynch would be sure to pick the seat next to her and not across from her. But now that he was at this distance it gave him the opportunity to watch her, read her body language and those sexy green eyes of hers.
As she explained about going for a run it just made matters worse with trying to remain a gentleman. He imagined her in spandex. Tight, short, revealing her firm round ass and luscious breasts. Fuck.
He finished off another beer and she glanced at him. Was she nervous because he was drinking? Did she think he would drink too much? Hurt her? His mind was going nuts.
He couldn’t focus on the conversation, or on the waiter who took their orders. He said he would have the same as his brother Burker, then wondered what he said he would have and was grateful it was the surf and turf, filet and tail.
Lynch was losing control.