“You are all attracted to Roxy,” Drew stated as he settled back in his seat and crossed his arms over his chest. Booker’s gaze was drawn to the holster beneath his left arm and the gun nestled within. Although he was a little unnerved by the other man’s stare when their gazes connected he held that stare without flinching or looking away.
Andrew met each Milan’s stare once more before he glanced toward the back of the room where Roxy had disappeared. “Which one of you is trying to get her to go out?”
Dusty grabbed his beer and took a couple of sips before placing it back on the table and looking directly into Drew’s eyes. “All of us.”
Booker watched as the man clenched his teeth, making the muscles in either side of his jaw twitch. He exhaled loudly and then asked incredulously, “Are you serious?”
“Deadly,” Stefan answered before glancing around the room and nodded his head toward the other two ménage relationships sitting at their respective tables eating, drinking, and laughing. “Do you come here often?”
“Not as often as I’d like,” Drew replied.
“See those three men and the blonde woman at that table over there?” Dusty asked.
“Yeah. What about them?”
“They are all together and they’re all detectives,” Stefan said. “I’ve never seen a woman or men as happy as they are.”
“Don’t forget the other table on your six near the front of the room,” Booker said. “Those four have been together for about a year now and they treat their woman like she is the most precious person in the world.”
“So you want to get into my sister’s pants? Am I just supposed to step aside and allow you to do that? What do you take me for?” Drew snapped.
“We want her in our lives permanently,” Dusty snarled right back as he leaned forward and glared at Andrew. “You sister is the smartest, sweetest, sexiest woman we have ever met. Yes, we want her in our bed but we want way more than that, too. We want the picket fence, the 2.5 kids and everything else we can get with her.”
“You’re in love with her?” Drew asked.
“We don’t know her well enough to say yes for sure,” Booker answered honestly, not willing to lie to the man out to protect his sister. He admired Andrew for that even if he was a little pissed with him right now. “All I can tell you is that I can’t get her out of my head. I think about her all the time. I actually ache right here.” Booker placed his hand over his heart. “Every time she leaves work. I don’t want her out of my sight and I want to punch the shit out of anyone who touches or hurts her.”
“That’s the way I feel, too,” Dusty said.
“Me, too,” Stefan said.
Drew’s arms uncurled from across his chest and he leaned is elbows on the table. “Have you told her any of this?”
“No,” Dusty answered.
“Why not?” Drew sipped his beer.
“For a start she has tunnel vision right now,” Dusty said. “Her concentration is on getting her license and she doesn’t see anything else. Tomorrow she is going to be flying with ‘Captain Dickhead,’ her words not mine, to New York and back. By the time she gets back home she will have earned more than enough hours to pilot her own plane instead of having to sit in the copilot’s seat.”
“It will be our job to test her and approve or disprove her license after the test is complete. One of us will be in the copilot’s seat when she flies and it’s our job to assess her competency,” Stefan explained.
“And will she get her license?” Drew asked.
“Unless something drastically wrong happens, without a doubt,” Booker answered.
“Tell me about ‘Captain Dickhead,’” Drew demanded.
Booker wondered why Roxy’s brother wasn’t asking them more about what they wanted with her but when he met the man’s gaze he realized he was still trying to process what they wanted with his little sister, so he started to explain how Captain Miller treated her and his brothers pitched in every now and then.
Roxy came back to the table just as they finished up. When Stefan and Dusty went to move to let her back in she held her hand out palm up to halt them. “I need to get going. I have a flight early in the morning.” She looked at Booker. “Can you pass me my purse, please?”
Booker handed it over if a little grudgingly. He didn’t want her to leave but since she was, he wanted to follow her out and follow her home. But he didn’t think she’d appreciate that right now. Her cheeks were still a little flushed and she wouldn’t hold his or his brothers’ gazes for long. Drew rose to his feet and hugged her. He looked at them and mouthed at them to stay put and then walked Roxy to the door. She tugged away from his hold and moved to the payment counter and when she pulled her wallet from her purse Drew scowled at her and spoke to her. He couldn’t hear what the man said but whatever it was annoyed Roxy. She turned her back on him and ignored him. After handing some cash over, she hugged her brother, kissed him on the cheek, and walked out.
“She just paid for our dinner?” Dusty asked.
“Shit!” Booker clenched his fists.
“Damn she’s a piece of work. Why would she do that? She could have at least let her brother pick up the tab.”
Drew sat down and grinned. “She hates being a burden.”
“She could never be that,” Stefan said between clenched teeth.
“No, she couldn’t, but she likes being independent and hates being beholden to anyone.”
“Does that include you?” Booker asked Drew.
“Especially me.” Drew smiled.
“Why?” Dusty snapped.
“I want you, Roxy. We all do. Will you let us love you?” Book asked in a voice raspy with need.
Roxy inhaled and then exhaled before looking over at Dusty, who was standing beside him, and then she looked over her shoulder at Stefan, who was standing behind her. Her mouth opened but she snapped it closed again when nothing came out and he tensed in preparation of her rejection, but the refusal never came. Instead she nodded her head and reached out for him.
Booker wanted to kiss her again but he knew if he did that he wouldn’t want to stop. First he needed to get her naked and then he and his brothers could show her just how good the four of them could be together. He reached for the hem of her shirt and when she looked down at his hands and then back up into his eyes, he quirked his eyebrow in question.
Again she nodded and without any preamble he lifted the shirt up and over her head. He groaned when he saw her luscious perky breasts topped with hard brown-pink nipples, and although his first instinct was to taste those sweet little berries, he threw her shirt aside and hooked his thumbs into the side of the boxers she was wearing. As he drew them down over her hips, legs, and off over her feet, he tried to calm his breathing and his raging lust.
This was about Roxy first and foremost. He needed to show her how much pleasure they could give her before he even thought about entering her sweet, wet pussy. He inhaled the musky odor of her desire and closed his eyes for a moment just to relish her honeyed perfume, but her naked body was burned into his retinas and he wanted to see more of her.
He forced his eyes open and nodded to Stefan. Between the two of them they carefully eased her down until she was laid out on the table like a delectable feast. And that was what he was about to do. Feast on her sexy naked body.
Stefan bent over at the waist and slanted his mouth over hers. Roxy whimpered and moaned, reaching back to hook her hands at the back of Stef’s neck.
Dusty shifted closer until he was palming her breasts in his big tanned hands, kneading and massaging those soft globes of femininity before strumming his thumb over one tight bud and then sucking the other into his mouth.
Roxy moaned and arched her chest up as if begging for more and Booker could do nothing but acquiesce to her silent demands.
He hooked his arms around her thighs, opened her legs wider, and lifted them up toward her body. He growled with appreciation when he saw her glistening, puffy aroused folds, and his mouth watered as he hooked an ankle around his chair and brought it in close before he sat down and scooted forward even more. He lowered his head and took a long slow lick.
She tasted so fucking good, sweet and tart, and he wanted more. So much more. Book flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit and smiled when she mewled. He loved the little sounds of passion she made but he wanted her to scream his name before he was done.
He sucked that little bud into his mouth and suckled on it gently and she pushed her hips up into his mouth and her thighs jerked in his hands. Book wrapped his arms around her legs more securely, placed the palm of one hand over her pubis and lower abdomen, and then he used a finger to rim her dripping hole.
She cried out and shoved her pussy up tighter against his mouth and then he began to penetrate her. She was so fucking tight and wet, and hot, he could barely wait to get his cock inside her and love her until she couldn’t walk, but he wanted her to come before he did that.
Book released her clit from his lips, laved his tongue over the little pearl quickly, like a cat hungry for cream. He licked, slurped and drank down her sweetness as he began to pump his finger in and out of her cunt.
Taking care not hurt her or press too hard, he searched out that little rough spot inside her and growled when she twitched and jerked when he found it. He added another finger, stretching her tight flesh and walls and began to drive them in and out of her pussy. The noises coming from her mouth were muffled by Stefan’s as he continued to kiss her but then his brother released her lips, nudged Dusty’s hand from her breast, and sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Roxy cried out as she writhed and wriggled beneath their hands and mouths. Dusty placed a hand on her ribs just below her breasts and held her down.