Rocky Waters (Lovers Lake)

“See. That damn laugh is even sexy,” Darcy huffs.

“Sorry, baby. I’ll go back to brooding. Now let’s go get changed because you’re not going out in that.”

“What do I need to wear?”

“It’s nothing formal, so whatever you want that won’t get a motherfucker killed.”

“Oh. Okay. Well, let me take a five-minute shower and I’ll be ready.” I’d rather she didn’t, but I get it. I need one too.

“We’ll be back in a few. Behave,” I warn them. But the two girls just roll their eyes, and the guys are trained on them like they’ll disappear if they look away.

It’s going to be an interesting evening.

As soon as I follow Darcy into the bedroom, she’s on me, her mouth slamming on mine. I devour her lips and then pull back panting. “I’m not complaining, but baby, what brought that on?”

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s your sexy laugh or the fact that I want to rip my own sisters’ eyes and tongues out in jealousy. You came out in your grey joggers. Do you have any idea what that means?” She waves her hand across my junk to emphasize her meaning. All I get is she’s referencing my cock, but that bad boy belongs to her.

“Nope, but you got me, Darcy. There’s no one else. So keep those claws tucked away… except when we’re in here. Now get in the shower or I’m going to fuck you rough and hard because you’re not the only one feeling possessive.”

Smartly, she pulls away and grabs her bag, heading straight into the bathroom. I’m going to pop in the other shower after I get some clothes. It takes us a little more than ten minutes to get out and ready, but we both walk into the living room together.

“Took you long enough, I’m hungry,” Georgie complains.

“I’ve got to go, Lydia. Be a good girl,” Marlowe tells her, tapping her nose. He has to be at least fifteen years older than her, but he’s staring at her like she’s his everything.

“Yes, sheriff.” Wow. He tamed the wildcat quickly. He walks out, looking like someone stole his prize.

“Are we ready?” I say, clapping my hands together.

“Yes,” they all say.

Sean leads the two girls out and I take Darcy’s hand while locking the front door. “I’m not going to run away.”

“I know, but it can be dangerous up here. I don’t want anything happening to you.”

“I’m not that clumsy.” Giving her the benefit of the doubt, I let go of her hand and she starts down the five steps, stumbling on that last one. “Shut it. I’m fine,” Darcy hisses. I swoop her up and carry her to the truck.

“I’m gonna spank you for that later. I can’t have the momma of my babies getting hurt because she’s too damn prideful. Have you ever had your ears checked?”

“They check them every time I go for a checkup.”

I shake my head and correct my statement. “I mean a real checkup on just your ears. There could be a problem making you lose your balance.” Her brows knit together, staring at me like I have two heads.

“No, I haven’t,” she says, looking up at me with pretty lips that beg to be kissed.

“Well we’ll take care of that soon. Now put your seatbelt on before I spank your ass in front of everyone,” I say, leaning in for a brief taste.

We I pull back, she says breathily, “You forget I’m a model. I don’t think I’ll mind showing off.”

“You will when I finish and fuck you on the hood,” I say, whispering it in her ear. I close her door and walk around the back of the truck to adjust my cock and then hop into the driver’s seat. “Y’all good?”

“Yep. Let’s go, Bennett.”

I pull out and drive down the main road out of the forest which takes twenty minutes, and we stop at Nicolo’s Pizzeria

“Wow, it smells good,” Lydia says, gripping onto Darcy’s arm.

“I’m always up for pizza,” I say.

“Me too,” Sean adds, holding the door open for us.

“I could use the calories,” Darcy adds.

I lean in and whisper, “Yes, gather all your strength because we’re just getting started.”

The night is less hectic than I expect it to be. Everyone’s staying in my cabin for the night even though I’d prefer that they stayed at the hotel but fuck it. I catch a few cameras flashing throughout the evening and know that the way Darcy’s touching me there’s no doubt that the stupid pussy was exaggerating about me stealing Darcy.

“Come on. Time to go back to the cabin.”

“Do you have a television?”

“Yes, you didn’t see it when you were snooping around the place.”

“Hey, you weren’t supposed to tell on me.”

“It’s okay, Lydia. I’ll make sure to tell Sheriff Marlowe that we’ve got a really dangerous criminal on our hands,” I say, opening the door for Darcy to climb in.