Double Inferno (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 2)

“Excuse me?”

“Damn it, woman, I asked you a question. What were you thinking?” When he raised his voice at her, she began to tremble. His hard expression, lines near the corners of his eyes and hint of whiskers on his face made him appear rustic and hard. His Adam’s apple moved, and she could see the smooth tan of his chest with the two top buttons open. She swallowed. Her mouth suddenly felt dry as the words caught in her throat.

“I didn’t think—”

He interrupted her with his face a few inches from hers. “That’s right. You didn’t think. Not for one minute did you think that perhaps a woman like you, dressed like you, looking like you, shouldn’t go near a bunch of drunk, rowdy cowboys and flaunt yourself.”

“What? I wasn’t flaunting anything!” she exclaimed then attempted to move away. She felt her large breasts bounce within the low-cut camisole. Tyler’s eyes grazed over them.

Tyler pressed the palm of his hand to her belly, and she froze in place then leaned back against the wall.

God, the man was intense.

“That asshole went after you the other night, did he not?” he asked with his tone firm and with such authority she found herself shaking and utterly turned on. That just wasn’t a normal reaction. She began to respond and stuttered.

“W–Well…”

Tyler stepped closer. He maneuvered his fingers under her hair to the base of her head. His fingers were entwined in her hair, and his right hand moved from her belly to her waist. The camisole she wore was short and revealed some of her flat belly. His thumb pressed against her skin, and she sucked in her breath. The man had a way about him, and now Matt stood with his back toward the crowd and his arms crossed in front of his chest as he stared down at her. She took an unsteady breath.

“I’m working and was making my way from the bar. I would have still been there if you hadn’t acted like a jerk.”

Tyler raised his eyebrow at her in such an adorable, sexy way she almost forgot that she was in trouble with him right now. What the hell is going on?

“You stay away from him. You stay away from every man in this place.”

“What? Are you insane or something, Tyler? Ya know what? I don’t need this. Let me go. If I have to stay away from every man in this place, then I’ll start with you and your brother.”

She began to move, but his hand gently yet firmly held her hip in place. He stared at her with such an intense expression she froze.

“You didn’t let me finish. You stay away from every man in this place except for Matt and I.”

Oh God, he didn’t just say that.

She swallowed hard and tried not to appear affected by his demand, but she was affected and both he and Matt knew it.

“You are out of your fucking mind!” she yelled, and he raised his eyebrows at her use of bad language. Is this how he treated women? Was this why women threw themselves at him and his brother?

“I can assure you, darling, that I am not out of my mind. You will do as I say.”

She was shaking at his words. His tone of voice and firm expression told every ounce of her to keep her mouth shut and just obey. But then came the recalcitrant attitude she often got lately when she was on edge or felt at risk of being controlled. Sal had controlled her and her heart was still mending.

“Or what?”

He stepped closer, and now his hard, muscular chest brushed against her oversensitive breasts, making her gasp. He noticed, of course, and she wanted to kick herself for showing such inexperience and weakness. The man obviously had a big enough head as it was. He really thought that he could just tell her what to do.

He gripped her hair a little tighter, causing her chin to tilt up toward him. He stared at her lips, then licked his before he spoke.

“There are different forms of punishment, Paula. Push me and I can promise you’ll have a very sore ass by the time I get through with it.”

Oh God, that sounded so hot.

She took a slow, unsteady breath and held his firm gaze. Matt yanked on her belt buckle making her look toward him, but Tyler’s hold was still firm and she felt the restriction and Tyler’s control. She was caught between the two sexiest men she had ever met in her life, and her pussy reacted and she creamed herself. She bit her bottom lip, hiding the soft moan that needed to escape. Great, they will really think I’m easy and inexperienced. But then she reminded herself that she was inexperienced.

“I’m going to let you slide tonight, Paula.” He moved the hand away from her hair and caressed her cheek with his knuckles as he stared down at her. She felt so feminine and small and totally aroused. They were making her crazy.

He held her gaze. “Next time you do something so stupid and you place yourself in danger, you’re going to get punished. Now we’ll be watching you, so behave.”

“Do you understand how serious we are, Paula?” Matt asked as Tyler moved his hand from her cheek and took a step back.