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“We’re not alone, baby. ” He tilted his head as her lips moved to his neck. Each touch reminded him of her inexperience, or her daring.
She knew Dawg and Natches could hear every move, every passionate sigh.
“I dreamed of you,” she whispered in his ear a second later, her soft breath sending pleasure racing over his flesh. “While you were gone, I dreamed of touching you, kissing you, of all the things I knew you enjoyed. That I knew I would enjoy. ” The hesitant admission had his body tightening further.
He felt the tremor that quivered through her, the hint of fear and of arousal. The soft weight of her body against his was driving him crazy. The need to throw her to her back on the couch and devour her was making him sweat. The feel of her straddling his lap, her hands moving over his chest, her lips at his neck was too much.
She had initiated the contact, had known that Dawg and Natches were in the room. He should leave it at that, he thought. He should seduce her, as he knew she wanted to be seduced. But seduction and the acts he wanted to see her involved in did not go hand in hand. Rowdy knew Kelly’s innocence, knew the demons that rode her, and he swore to himself he wouldn’t add to them.
If this were her choice, then she would face it. And she would face it from the beginning.
Kelly felt her head spinning as pleasure washed through her with the force of a sensual tidal wave. She could feel Rowdy’s hands roaming over her back, her buttocks, bringing a sense of heat and overwhelming pleasure rather than pain and fear.
One hand moved up her spine, threaded in her hair, and before she could guess his intention he was pulling her head back as he turned, lifting her, pushing her to the couch.
Before she could do more than gasp, he stole her breath with his kiss. Her lips parted beneath his, her tongue meeting his in a duel of exquisite ecstasy. She couldn’t help curling her fingers into his broad shoulders, feeling the muscles flex beneath her touch, bunch with power as he buried her smaller body beneath his much larger one.
There was no fear here. There wasn’t even the thought of fear. There was only Rowdy’s touch, his lips covering hers, one hand tangled in her hair, the other moving inexorably to the rounded curve of one breast.
She fought to breathe, certain there had been enough oxygen in the air before his kiss. And she would have broken away to breathe, but it was so good, so hot, so filled with liquid, carnal delight that she couldn’t draw away from him. But she could touch him. God, how she had dreamed of touching him over the years, feeling him against her, possessing her.
“Rowdy…” Her cry was instinctive as he pulled his lips from her, her eyes opening to stare into his expression in dazed fascination as he pressed his jeans-clad erection tight between her thighs.
“Be sure. ” His voice was guttural. “Look around you, Kelly. Be certain of what you’re doing. There’s no turning back. Ever. ”
Dark erotic power filled his expression. His brilliant green eyes were moss-dark, his face flushed, his lips heavy with greedy hunger.
“Kiss me, Rowdy. ” She didn’t want to think about what could or would be. She wanted to feel the dreams she had known for so long. Rowdy taking her, his cousins pleasuring her.
“No,” he growled, his voice rough, his hands clamping on her wrists as her hands moved for the snap of his cutoffs. “Look around, Kelly. Look at them. Let them know they’re welcome or they leave. That simple. Your choice. ”
“That cold-blooded?” she asked nervously.
“No, dammit. ” He lifted her from him before she could do more than gasp, striding across the room before turning back to her.
“Rowdy, man, let this go,” Dawg muttered warningly as Kelly sat up on the couch.
“You make the choice,” he growled, his eyes tormented with need, with demand. “I won’t do it for you. ”
Kelly rose jerkily from the couch, her body on fire, her face flaming with anger and embarrassment, and an instinctive demand that she deny them all. She stared at the three of them, all aroused, all awaiting her decision. A decision that had nothing to do with emotion and everything to do with hunger and their dominance. They wanted her surrender, a complete surrender, and she wasn’t certain she could give it.
“All or nothing?” she questioned in reply.
“You know better than that, Kelly. ” Rowdy sliced his hand through the air with frustrated fury. “Don’t play games. ”
“So I have to say the words instead?” she asked, challenging him, facing him with the same determination that glittered in his eyes.
“Words work. ” He crossed his arms over his chest as Dawg and Natches slouched in their chairs and watched him, each wearing dark, disapproving frowns.
“Oh, I just bet they would. ” She flipped her hair from her face before propping her hands on her hips. “Should I just ask you all to screw me, Rowdy? Why don’t I just bare it now and let you take turns with me. Hell yeah, make it damned easy on you, wouldn’t it? That way, you don’t have to feel like shit later because you let another man take what was yours?”
“Do you think for one fucking minute that they don’t know exactly who you belong to?” he questioned her with dark intent. “If I didn’t care, baby, you wouldn’t have been a virgin the other night. ”
“Says who?” she argued in amazement. “Do you really believe that all it takes is a touch from a Nauti Boy to turn any woman’s crank?” She waved her hand mockingly. “Your ego is becoming more swollen than your dick, Rowdy. ”
Wrong word. All three men seemed to tighten, straighten at the explicit word that left her lips.
“Yeah, just look at the three of you. ” She rolled her eyes in mocking amusement. “Like little boys waiting for a treat. Well, fuck that. Find someplace else to treat, because I’ll be damned if I’m still in the mood. ”
