Kenneth looked from her to Bender and then back to her again.
“Are you okay?” he asked her.
“Me? I’m just fine, Kenneth,” she said and then glanced at Bender.
“I’m going back inside.”
“Wait. I wanted to talk to you,” Kenneth said to her.
She pulled from him as he went to touch her arm. She stepped back. “Whatever it is, it can wait until Monday in the office,” she said, and she felt badly for being a bitch. But these men were too powerful. They had a way at pulling on her heart.
“It isn’t about work. It’s personal, Shelby Ann,” he whispered, emphasizing the word personal.
She stared at him, wondering what he meant.
“Personal?” she asked.
He stepped closer and placed his hands on her hips. He looked down into her eyes. Kenneth was all business and a firm man. Even now his casual wasn’t casual at all. He wore dress pants in black and a burgundy dress shirt with black dress shoes. His brother had on dark jeans and a nice button-down shirt with his cowboy boots. They were both damn sexy as hell. Now all she needed was for Sam to come outside. But last she saw, he was enthralled in a conversation about the Army with Mr. Phillips from the hardware store and that man could have your ear for hours.
Kenneth cupped her cheek and tilted her chin up toward him. She locked gazes with his dark blue eyes.
“I can’t take it. I watch you and I can see the fear in your eyes, can sense when you’re scared or thinking about something bad. I see it more and more and it concerns me. We’re not stupid, Shelby. It’s obvious that something has happened in your past, something with a man that is making you hold back from us.”
She shook her head and he
firmed his grip on her chin.
“God, baby, don’t fucking deny it,” he said so sternly she stiffened and felt that twinge of concern. But it wasn’t like when she was with Skip and he ordered her around. This was different. She felt aroused, attracted to Kenneth. This was a disaster in the making.
“Please, Kenneth. I just want to be left alone.”
He shook his head. “You’re never alone anymore. We’re always thinking of you, trying to remain nearby when we can. You’re not alone. Come take a chance on us.
“No, Kenneth.”
“Why not?” Bender pushed, coming up behind her. He placed his hands on her hips and now she was squeezed between the two men.
She closed her eyes. God it felt so good, so right, but look what happened to C.J. Skip would have thought nothing of killing one of these men or all three of them to get to her. She wouldn’t have their blood on her hands.
She felt lips touch hers. Her eyes popped opened but then Kenneth was drawing her in, cupping her head and kissing her. She was caught between what she really wanted and what she couldn’t really have. Not now. Perhaps not ever.
She felt the hands on her hips squeeze, and then her hair being moved to the side and another set of lips on her neck. They were kissing her. Two men at once and she felt her pussy spasm and she came.
She moaned so loudly it caused Kenneth to pull her tighter against him. He cupped her breast on one side and Bender cupped her breast on the other.
It was too much, too wild as she pulled from his mouth and the tears filled her eyes. So badly she wanted to give in and feel more but she couldn’t. The scars, the fear of getting them killed pounded inside of her head. She slammed her hands against his chest and gripped Kenneth as Bender brushed fingers over her nipples as he pressed against her back. His cock felt so hard at her ass.
“You’re so fucking incredible. You came in my arms,” Kenneth whispered and tried kissing her. She turned away. Bender’s hands stopped and he grabbed her hips, holding her in place from behind.
She looked up at Kenneth.
“I can’t do this with you. I can’t,” she said and started pulling away. Bender grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her up close against his chest. She felt how wet her panties were. She had come as both men pressed against her, aroused her, kissed her, and played with her breasts. How could she deny it?
Bender held her gaze.
“I’m not letting you go. Not until you tell us why you keep pushing away from us, and why you won’t give into this attraction we all feel.”
“Bender, I can’t,” she whispered, and a tear fell and she wiped it away.