Zy looked Tessa’s way. She nibbled on her plump pink lip, and he swallowed back lust that didn’t belong in this conversation.“Are you okay with that?” Tessa looked worried that he’d object. “I only have a sofa for you to sleep on and a newborn who still has her days and nights confused…”Zy didn’t think twice. “Sure. I’m not picky about where I sleep, and noise doesn’t bother me. I’ve got my stuff on my bike. If we’re a go, I can bring it in.”While he figured out how to resist coming on to the intriguing blonde who probably didn’t have sex on her mind.Tessa let out a sigh of relief and smiled. “Great.”The colonel stood. “Why don’t you grab your gear so you and I can board up this window? Then I’ll leave you two alone.”Ten minutes later, the window was boarded up and the colonel had gone with a wave and a promise to check in. The moment Tessa locked the door after him and turned back to Zy, the room felt too small, the air somehow hard to breathe. Not just because he loomed tall,
“What then?”“After we’d been out a few times and…I’d spent a couple of nights with him, he stopped calling as much. I was out to dinner with one of my neighbors, and I saw him pick up a redhead. When they left together, I knew where they were going, and sure enough, her car was parked in front of his apartment for the next few hours. Cash and I weren’t exclusive or anything, but…” She shrugged. “I’d convinced myself what we had meant something. Clearly, it didn’t. I called him the next morning and left him a message not to call me anymore.”“Did he?”“Yeah, but I didn’t answer. And he didn’t come around. It seemed fine, until I realized I was pregnant. So I had to call him again. He didn’t say much when I told him, but he promised he’d be there for me.”“Was he?”“For a while.” He’d certainly stayed for the hormone-induced sex at the beginning of her second trimester. In fact, he’d been so there for her then, she’d convinced herself that maybe they had a good relationship after all.
“Looks like she’s a flirt, too,” Tessa quipped.Hallie blinked and went right back to staring at Zy as if he were the eighth wonder of the world.He laughed and stroked her chin. “She’s good at it. Aren’t you, pretty girl?”Her baby smiled and giggled, batting her wispy lashes at Zy, which made them both laugh.“I’m going to have to teach you to be a little less transparent about your flirting, sweet pea.” She kissed her daughter’s head. “Really, thank you for doing the dishes.”“I should be thanking you. I appreciated the meal.”Tessa didn’t know what to say. A silent moment passed. Neither moved or spoke, and she felt herself falling into his eyes.Wrong, bad, and so, so stupid.She cleared her throat. “If you’ll follow me, I’ll show you where to find everything you need for a shower.”He backed away with a respectful nod and followed her down the hall. Tessa was aware of him, mere steps and breaths behind her. She tried not to let his nearness rattle her, especially since this attr
“I meant Cash. You need a restraining order ASAP.”Since he’d unexpectedly dropped in earlier, she’d been too scrambled to consider legal options. But after his drunken threats, he would likely be back—unless she gave him a damn good reason not to be. Tessa hated to keep him from his daughter. A girl needed her daddy. She’d certainly needed hers growing up. Hell, she needed him now. But the comparison was apples and oranges. Despite everything, her daddy had been a good man who loved his family. Cash seemed capable of loving only himself.“You’re probably right. I’ll call someone tomorrow.”“Let me know if I can help.”Other than the colonel, Zy was the first man she’d met since moving to Louisiana she believed was as good as his word.Don’t get used to him. Don’t stare. And don’t think about him. He’s not yours, and he never will be.The following day, Tessa’s landlord came over to survey the window her ex had broken and blew a gasket. He blamed her, and that pissed Zy off. Tessa had
And Zy felt like a deadbeat for not joining in, at least to watch their sixes. “Where? To do what?”“Not sure yet. Colonel hasn’t filled us in. He says it’s pretty standard. But his new wife seems pissed.”Too much pushback from the missus, and Edgington really might ditch his business to keep the peace. “Shit.”“Anyway, I’ll let you know when we’re back.”“Yeah. I’ll want to hear everything, especially if it has anything to do with the debacle in Mexico.”“You got it. Later, Zy.”“Later. Stay safe, huh?”“Always.”Trees ended the call. Behind Zy, the bedroom door opened, and he turned to find Tessa emerging, Hallie half-asleep in her arms.She glanced at the rice cooker on the island and frowned. “You started dinner?”“Yeah. No reason to wait.”“You didn’t have to do that.”She said that a lot. “No sweat. You’re busy, you’re tired, and you don’t need to wait on me. I’m eating, too. So I took a stab at meal prep. The grill is heating up. Rice is on. Broccoli is ready to nuke.”“And yo
Seconds later, she fell silent.Tessa scrambled from the chair, gaping. “Oh, my gosh…”“Go to sleep,” he commanded softly as the baby sighed and slipped right into slumber.“How did you do that?” Tessa asked.“We’ll figure it out later. Get in the bed.”She shook her head. “I’ll take her back. You need sleep, too, and—”“I can sleep with her on my chest.” Zy eased onto the glider Tessa had just vacated, sinking into its cushy warmth as he drew Hallie’s baby blanket over her tiny form and across his torso. “We’ll be fine.”“But she’s my responsibility, and you don’t—”“Lie. Down. And go. To sleep. If I can’t handle something, I’ll wake you. But you won’t be any good for Hallie tomorrow if you’re falling down.”Tessa paused, her superwoman facade slipping as she sighed. Suddenly, he saw fatigue in every line of her body. Tears filled her soft eyes, saying far more than her next words. “Thank you.”“You’re welcome.” He patted Hallie’s tiny back, pausing to feel its rise and fall as Tessa
“I’ll get it in a minute. Coffee pods are—”“In the pantry, I know.”“Do you notice everything?”“Pretty much. Occupational hazard.”Tessa got that. The guys who worked for Colonel Edgington all had that sharp, watchful quality. Josiah rarely failed in the friendly smile department, but he observed others way more than he spoke. Same with Cutter. Since Trees wrestled with cybersecurity, he was more into machines than humans, but he’d proven that he was always paying attention. And One-Mile? He did everything with an intensity that scared her.As the automatic brewer finished another mug, presumably Zy’s coffee, Hallie finished eating. Another burp later, and Tessa righted her pajamas, settled the baby in her swing, then claimed her tea in the kitchen. Zy stood at the island, drinking black coffee and watching her approach. She wished she knew what he was thinking.“Eggs, bacon, and biscuits sound good?” she asked as she added some sugar substitute to her tea.“Great. Need help?”Tessa
Tessa could picture that. “Did you?”“Yeah, but I’m not sure I would have if other shit hadn’t slowed him down. See, on our last run-through, he was coming off the tower and smoking everyone. I’m hauling ass, trying to catch up, when I see another guy fall from the top of the wall. Trees forgot all about me and the fact we had an unfriendly bet going. He hopped off to help the guy but had to jump to the side at the last minute to avoid landing on him. He broke his ankle.”“Seriously?”“Yep. Once he saw me coming over the wall, he remembered what was at stake and he was pissed.”“What happened then? Did you finish?”“I was a cocky shit. I had every intention of continuing on and beating Trees so I could collect on our bet…which was nude photos of some poor schmuck’s hot girlfriend.”“No!” It was both horrifying and funny.“Oh, yeah. We were eighteen—stupid and horny. And we’d been without sex for weeks.”“Weeks? I was still a virgin when I turned eighteen.”He shot her a sidelong glare
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a