Cash stood on the front stoop, hands shoved in his pockets, huddled against the chilly night. His blond beard looked scruffy and his blue eyes bloodshot. He wore scuffed cowboy boots, faded jeans, and a ratty T-shirt with a drawing of a pig standing at a barbecue that said I like my pork pulled and my meat rubbed.Classy guy.“Listen, buddy. She doesn’t want you here. So take your drunk ass and—”“Who the fuck are you?” Cash lurched drunkenly, looking him up and down. “Is she banging you already?”Zy itched to punch him. “I’m here to protect her. Watch your fucking mouth.”“You don’t tell me what to do!”“Do you want to see Tessa again?”“Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be here.”“Do you want to meet your daughter?”Cash looked less enthusiastic about that. “Well, yeah.”Zy bit back his opinion that the asshole didn’t deserve either of them.“Then you’ve got to start playing by the rules. You scared Tessa the other day, and she got a restraining order. Because she’s afraid of you. So
“Fuck the contract. Tessa has been through enough. She doesn’t need you going through her, too.”Jesus, he didn’t know which tactic to take. Try to pretend he was protecting her like a big brother? Or admit he was developing feelings and wanted her as a lover?The colonel pointed a finger in his face. “Whatever you’re cooking up in that scheming head of yours, don’t bother. I saw the way she looked at you, like a savior who made her breathless. And you…” He gave a dirty laugh. “When you looked at her, I saw a bad hunger in your eyes. So don’t even try to bullshit me.”Zy shut his mouth and nodded.“You’ve worked for me for less than three weeks, and the team survived without you just fine in the past. So if you don’t keep your tongue in your mouth and your dick in your pants, you’ll find yourself out. Are we clear?”“Crystal. Like I said, nothing has happened and nothing will.”“If you both want to stay employed, keep it that way.”Time showed its perverse nature that weekend. The mor
She’d been busy since her return because Aspen had left everything a mess. Zy had been on a couple of short ops, thankfully without incident or injury. But they hadn’t talked. And it felt weird. Even knowing he was in the building, nearby, and breathing the same air made her body hum.God, she had it bad and she needed to let go.Tessa pasted on a smile. “Do you know what this is about?”He shook his head. “No clue. Cash given you any problems lately?”“None. He’s been blessedly quiet. Maybe getting arrested made him think.”“Not if the charges didn’t stick,” Zy shot back.“True, but for now no noise is good. How’s the new place?” She’d avoided asking him, mostly because she hated to dwell on just how empty her duplex was without him. Everywhere she looked, she remembered Zy. She especially couldn’t be anywhere near her sofa and not see him stretched out, big and shirtless and watching her.“Good,” he said. Then he flashed her a wry smile. “Actually, it’s a shithole. It’s too close to
He leaned closer. Her breathing quickened. Every cell in her body seemed aware of him, as if she was water and he was a divining rod.“I’m okay with that…for now,” Walker finally said.Tessa barely heard over her beating heart.“What’s with him?” Josiah said, gesturing to Joaquin. “He hasn’t said a word.”Finally, the big Hispanic hunk with narrowed hazel eyes and attitude to spare raised a brow. “You better hope you don’t hear from me. If you do, that’s not a good thing.”Hunter cleared his throat. “Any other questions?”“Yeah. How soon will we see these contracts?” Zy looked ready to come across the table for an answer.The brothers shared another considering glance, then Logan spoke up. “We’ll shoot for the next eight weeks. That work?”Zy shot her a quick glance before he sat back in his chair with a smile. “The sooner the better.”June 14Tessa sat on the floor with Hallie on Saturday morning, smiling as she practiced her new skills.When her daughter rolled from her back to her
The guys asked a few more questions. Josiah’s “date,” Ashley, seemed impatient to get on with it since she cocked her weapon, tucked it into a thigh holster, then all but dragged him to the door. With a shake of their heads, Cutter and Rebecca followed the pair.Zy turned to her, and he didn’t look pleased. Then he glared back at Hunter. “If something happens to Tessa, there won’t be a hole deep enough for you to bury yourself in.”She gaped. Was he crazy, threatening their new boss? “Zy—”“If something happens to her, it will be on you,” Hunter snarled back. “I won’t fucking be there. Now go do your job.”Beside her, Zy looked ready for a fight. Since he needed this job, too, she grabbed him and hauled him toward the door. “I’m fine. The others are leaving us behind. Let’s go.”He cursed as he led her out of the suite and slammed the door behind them. “This is bullshit. I don’t want this for you.”“I’m a little scared, but we’ve got this.” She hoped.“Stay close to me.”She nodded. I
“If they’d hoped at one time that you and Kendra might get together—”He snorted. “That was never going to happen.”“But you knew her.”“I did.”Tessa tried not to be hurt that he wasn’t forthcoming. After all, they weren’t a couple; his past was none of her business. But she didn’t like him being tight-lipped. Was he ashamed of something? Or did he not trust her? “Look, it’s none of my business, but—”“My father was fucking Kendra, okay? The summer after I turned sixteen, I caught them together. In bed.”“Oh, my god.” She gaped. “But Kendra is your age…”“A year younger, actually.”His father had been having sex with his friend’s fifteen-year-old daughter? “What did you do?”“If you’re asking me whether I told anyone, I didn’t. No one would have believed me. When I asked Kendra what the hell was going on, she told me she’d wanted better sex than her bumbling boyfriend could give her and that my dad was very accommodating.”Tessa felt sick to her stomach for him. “You must have been d
“All right.” Tessa itched to open it now to see if she and Zy had any hope, but she waited for Logan to finish speaking.Zy wasn’t nearly as patient. He ripped into the envelope and flipped, quickly scanning page after page. Then he stopped and glared at their trio of bosses. “I have a problem.”Logan raised a dark brow. “Let us finish our explanation. Then let’s see if you want to talk.”Hunter stepped in. “There are two clauses we won’t bend on. The first is that if you invoke the separation clause to leave EM Security before the term of the contract expires, you cannot work for a US-based competitor for six months. Since we’re investing time and money into your training, we’re firm on that.”“Fine. I have no issue with that. But—”“Then you’re objecting to clause eight?” Hunter stepped in. “The one that prohibits intimate relationships between employees? It stands, Garrett. Hookups and romances in the office aren’t allowed. They’re too distracting and—”“It’s fucking ridiculous. I’
“I don’t know.” He leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his knees. “Keeping it real, man? Every time I come across a hot woman willing to give me an hour of her ‘quality’ time, I’m just…not into it. I don’t know why.”“I do. Because she’s not Tessa.”As much as Zy hated to admit it, Trees was right. “I’m a stupid schmuck.”“You’re a stupid schmuck in love.”Zy didn’t want to own up to that, mostly because every person he’d ever loved, except Trees, had followed their own self-interests and ultimately stabbed him in the back. Why had he thought Tessa would be any different?“Maybe I’m just in a funk. Or I’ve gotten picky. Madison is cute. Nice. But hardly centerfold material.” He downed the last of his beer and slammed it on the table. “You should go out with her.”“Don’t be a jackass.”“I’m serious. You might really like her.”He scoffed. “I’m not so hard up that I want your sloppy seconds.”“Dude, it was once. And the truth is, I didn’t treat her great afterward. I didn’t call. I di
"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