Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
“We couldn’t sleep,” I tell her.
“So we figured we’d come out to break a few more rules,” Jordan says.
“Well for once, I’m glad you did. Thank you for scaring him off.” She must notice the murderous expression on my face at the mention of him, because she adds, “Thanks for not getting into a fight, either. That wouldn’t have been good.”
I’d like to track the guy down and make sure he doesn’t force himself on anyone else tonight, but Brittany’s right that getting in a fight wouldn’t be a good idea, even if it would be for a good cause. I might never find him in this place, anyway, and I don’t want to leave Brittany alone, even though I know Jordan, Colin, and Zane would protect her.
“Do you want to go back to the hotel?” Jordan asks, and Brittany quickly nods. She continues to hold Jordan’s hand, and I keep my arm around her as the five of us make our way to the door.
I hate that she had to have a scare to let us be close to her right now, but it feels so good to have her tucked under my arm. It feels right.
Inside the hotel’s elevator, Zane punches the button for our floor.
“I don’t want you to be alone,” I tell Brittany.
She gives me a long look, and I prepare a gentle argument to counter any objections, but to my surprise, she nods her head once. “I need to get my things.”
We detour to her room, where she collects her bag, and then we take her back to the suite. Back where she belongs.
“I hope we weren’t the reason you went out to the bar,” Jordan says. “Do I really drive you to drink?”
Her expression cycles through surprise, then amusement, before it turns somber. “I was there because of you,” she says as Colin unlocks the door. “All of you.”
Frowning, I turn her to face me. “What do you mean?”
There’s a long pause before she says, “I couldn’t sleep … because all I could think about was last night.”
“We went to the bar for the same reason,” Zane says.
“Really?” She looks around at each of us, as if this is hard for her to believe.
“Did you think we went out to pick up women?” Colin asks.
“We wouldn’t do that,” Jordan says in a teasing tone. “Because that would be against the rules.”
I slide my hand up into the shimmering waves of her beautiful hair and cup the back of her head, angling her to look at me. “I think I confidently speak for all of us when I say we wouldn’t do that, because we only want you.”
She swallows, her eyes locked on mine. The other men step in closer, laying their hands on her arm, her back, and her shoulder.
“You know,” she says. “I may talk a lot about rules, but I never have been very good at following them.”
25
OWEN
A lot happens all at once. I claim her mouth first, and my kiss is returned with hunger and fire. Jordan nudges me aside, kissing her next, while the other men surround her with kisses and caresses, letting her know how hungry they are for her.
Zane picks her up and carries her off to his bed while the rest of us follow. Together, the four of us remove her clothing, our mouths tracing our every action, our hands stroking over every inch of her.
After her scary experience, she’s going to be the very opposite of alone tonight. We’re going to make sure she feels safe, cherished, and respected — and we’re going to make her feel so good that she’ll forget every bad thing that’s ever happened to her.
Once she’s naked, I claim a breast, slowly teasing her nipple with my fingers while I kiss her luscious lips. When she moans into my mouth, I look down to find Jordan laying kisses below her belly.
I watch his hand move between her legs, and from Brittany’s expression, I suspect he just pressed a finger inside her. “I have to ask,” he says, “how much did you have to drink tonight, Brittany?”
She doesn’t seem intoxicated at all, but I understand why he’s asking. We weren’t willing to take her fully after she’d been drinking, but hopefully, tonight will be different.
“One drink,” she says on a gasp as Jordan’s hand works at her. “I’m not drunk, not even a little, and I very much want you to fuck me. All of you.”
Is there anything sexier than a woman asking for what she wants? My cock swells in my jeans, and I resist the urge to push the others away so that I can be the first one to sink inside her.
“My, my, so bossy,” Jordan says, with a grin that splits his face in two. “Any particular way you want it?”