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

She was silent a moment as she sensed his upset with her. He really had some personal struggles going on. Well, that fact made her feel like less of the odd one out.

“Okay. I’ll give you some time, but know that I want to touch you. I like you. I like the attraction I feel for you and your brothers. I feel safe in your arms. Ah, forget it. I don’t want you to think I’m crazy or clingy.”

He pulled her against him and hugged her tight.

“Never feel that way. You feel great in my arms, too, sweetness.” He kissed her shoulder then stood with her still in his arms.

“Ready for some supper?”

“I think I need some clothes first.”

“What for? You won’t be wearing them long,” he teased, and she gave him a light slap on his arm.

He lowered her to her feet and smiled.

“You get dressed. The bathroom is that way if you need to freshen up and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

“Okay,” she stated as he grabbed his clothes and headed out of the room.

Millie took a deep breath and smiled. That was some serious lovemaking. She would never be the same again.

* * * *

“I hope you like your steak rare, darling, ’cause that’s the only way Anthony knows how to cook them,” Jeremy told Millie as they gathered around the table on the screened-in back porch. She had watched Jeremy and Anthony cooking on the outdoor kitchen grill while she, Hank, and Dalton set the table. Marco was getting the beers and lighting some candles.

Anthony placed the platter onto the table.

“What the hell is up with the candles, Marco?” Anthony asked.

“Hey, it’s romantic,” he replied.

Anthony was about to say something, but then he looked at Millie and she smiled as she lowered her head to stifle her laugh. Marco took a seat next to her as he placed a platter of roasted potatoes onto the table.

Anthony blew out the candles. “Save the romance for one on one. I’m not sitting by candlelight with all of you in a romantic setting,” he snapped.

She looked up wide eyed and surprised at his macho, male attitude toward the candles. But before she could say anything, she felt Marco’s hand on her knee slowly moving up her thigh and under her dress. He leaned into her neck and kissed along her skin. “Candlelight is good ambience for making out with my woman at the dinner table.”

She closed her eyes, absorbing the scent of his cologne and the feel of his fingertips that were about to reach her mound. When his fingertips touched her bare pussy, he paused and pulled slightly away so he could look into her eyes. At that same moment Dalton sat beside her.

“What’s wrong?” Hank asked from across the table.

Dalton held her gaze and Millie felt her cheeks warm.

“Baby, you’re not wearing any panties,” Marco stated.

Millie heard forks drop and then Dalton chuckle. She glanced around the table and all the men stared at her, looking very sexy.

“I couldn’t find them. They seemed to have disappeared,” she told them. She had a feeling one of the men hid them from her on purpose. She just wasn’t sure who because they were all more than capable of such a trick.

Anthony nibbled his bottom lip then picked his fork back up to slice into one very thick, large, juicy steak.

“I think I like where this is going. As a matter of fact, I think we should start setting some rules for our woman, what do y’all think?” Anthony asked then brought a piece of steak up to his mouth and took a bite. The others began to do the same and she felt Marco press a finger to her clit then pull her earlobe into his mouth. His warm breath and firm touch to her most sensitive flesh had her pussy weeping for more.

“First rule, baby, is never wear panties around us.”

Oh Lord, he didn’t just say that.

Dalton leaned over to caress her other thigh then slowly move his hand between her legs where Marco now vacated so he could eat his steak.