Millie's Second Chance (The Town of Pearl 4)

Millie felt Lena’s words to her heart. Everything was going to be okay. This was her new start and she needed to move on from her past. It wasn’t like Frank would be out of her mind. She would always remain on guard as long as he was out there as a free man. But she had a life, and he wouldn’t take that from her without a fight.

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Millie walked out toward the back of the building to find a broom so she could sweep up the mess she and the ladies had made inside. She was smiling and looking down to the ground thinking about Lena’s words. Did all five of the Lewis brothers find Millie attractive? Were they all interested? The thought made her belly quiver and a giddy feeling fill her. As she rounded the corner rather quickly, she walked right into a brick wall.

“Oh God!” she squealed then grabbed on to the man she nearly plowed over.

Anthony chuckled as he turned around and held Millie.

Millie looked up and up until she locked gazes with Anthony and his sparkling brown eyes.

His chiseled features and hard lines by his eyes, combined with the tan complexion, made him appear mature and in charge. She knew he was the manager of the company. Anna had informed her.

“I’m so sorry. I was looking down instead of up.” She took a step back. His eyes never left hers.

“Darlin’, you can bump into me any time you like,” he teased then winked, and damn it, did her belly just do a series of somersaults.

She lowered her eyes and then looked around for the broom.

“Can I help you find something?” He slowly took a step toward her. He looked her over with hungry eyes, then damn it his tongue peeked out to lick his lower lip and she almost moaned. There was a magnetic feeling surrounding her body, and as she hit the wall of the building behind her, Anthony made his move.

In a flash, she felt Anthony’s hand on her waist and the other over her shoulder, palm against the wall. She smelled his cologne, felt his masculine presence, and she was everything but scared. Utterly turned on was more like it. She was in tune with his body just like she had been with Dalton’s and Hank’s. His tool belt slightly pressed against her waist and his eyes held hers while his thumb rubbed gently back and forth across her hip bone.

“Don’t be scared of me,” he whispered, and it sounded more like a plea than a demand. Was he worried that he might scare her?

“I’m not afraid of you,” she replied with more oomph than she intended, and Anthony raised one eyebrow then smirked.

“I’m going to kiss you, sweet Millie. Your lips have been calling to me for days,” he whispered then swallowed hard. He appeared as nervous as she felt.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? I kissed Dalton and Hank, too. They might get upset.”

She didn’t know why she rambled on or even said the words. She figured somewhere deep inside she needed Anthony to condone this fact and state that it was fine.

“Honey, that fucking turns me on like you wouldn’t believe.”

She felt the hand that was against the wall move to her neck as he stepped closer, nearly pinning her against the wall. Not that she wanted to move. She watched his lips with anticipation of how they would feel against her lips.

“My brothers and I have a good relationship. We like to share.” He moved closer and then his lips touched hers, devouring any words of response.

He kissed her tenderly and so slowly, as if he was savoring her like she was a delicacy. She found herself leaning into him and then he pressed her back against the wall and suddenly that kiss deepened. He had waited for her response, and because she showed her need for him to take her lips more deeply, he complied.

God, these Lewis men could kiss well. She was lost in his possession of her mouth. The feel of his strong fingers, holding her head in place as his tongue explored her mouth, took her breath away and filled her heart with such desire she moaned into his mouth.

A moment later, his other arm wrapped around her waist and hoisted her up against his body. God, she was on fire with such need. She rubbed her pelvis against him and he moaned into her mouth.

She felt Anthony’s body tense a moment and then he was turning her away from the wall but remained making love to her mouth. Suddenly, she felt another set of hands on her from behind. She froze as those hands rubbed slowly up her back to her sho

ulders and then the utility belt rubbed against her spine.

“So sweet and beautiful, Millie. I want to feel those lips of yours, too. I can’t let my brother have all the fun.”

Jeremy!

Millie’s body seemed to react in a totally surprising way as both men caressed and pet her. As Anthony slowly released her lips, trailing kisses along her neck, she turned to the side only to have Jeremy cup her cheeks between his hands and smile at her.

“You are gorgeous, woman. I need to feel your lips against mine, darling. I’ve waited too long.”

He winked at her and she felt as if his aura hugged her. He was a flirt, a jokester, and his brown eyes sparkled with mischief right before he lowered his mouth to hers. On cue, Anthony relinquished his hold on her to his brother and now Jeremy was kissing her, exploring her mouth as his hands firmly traveled along the curves of her body. She kissed him back, absorbing the differences between Jeremy and Anthony. They were similar in height and in body type, but as her hands pressed against his back she felt her fingers reach his hair. She envisioned how he always kept it tied back neatly and it looked shiny and soft.