Gianna isn't looking for complications in her life, but meeting six sexy, hot men within forty eight hours of one another seems like the kind of complicated she deserves. She doesn't want to choose, but the possibility of having to is breathing down her neck until that first date. Then she discovers that all six men are brothers, and boy are they willing to share.
Gianna is a caring, giving, plus-size woman with a lot of heart, and she is adventurous, too. Falling in love with six men is an adventure of its own. Becoming part of a homicide investigation, and ultimately becoming a killer's next prey, may be the last adventure she will ever go on. She's tough, resourceful, and determined to stay alive long enough for the police to capture the serial killer.
Her men are also resourceful, are in the center of the investigation, and know what Gianna is facing alone. It’s a race against time, and the one to win will be the person willing to die for what is right.
“So are you sure you can make it to the dinner meeting Friday night?” Meredith, Gianna’s boss, asked her over the phone.
“Definitely. I told you that I could have come into the office to work.”
“Are you kidding me? After what you went through? No way. Besides, you deserved a few days after helping that family. We can’t wait to see you. I’m glad that you can attend the dinner meeting. So meet us there at seven.”
“Okay. Thank you again,” Gianna said and then disconnected the call.
She walked over to the counter to finish making her salad with grilled chicken for lunch when her doorbell rang. She wiped her hands and wondered who it could be. She fixed her tank top and smoothed her hands along her shorts, then peeked through the peep hole. Immediately her heart began to pound. Trooper Law was there, in uniform. She wanted to go look into the mirror to check her face, her top, and then hesitated. She couldn’t make him wait too long. Shit. She quickly ran to the small mirror and then grunted at the sight. Her ponytail was coming undone, and the tank top was low and showed off her breasts a bit too much.
Well, damn, he did see me in a bra.
There was a knock and she gasped, hurried to the door and unlocked it. She planted a smile on her face.
“Hi. What are you doing here?” she asked him.
He gazed over her body. “I came by to say hi and check in on you.” He played with his Stetson, rubbing along the rim of it, and she felt her pussy clench. Holy shit, was he hot, and was she so super attracted to him.
“Oh God, I’m so rude, come on in.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Of course. I mean, you’re not a vampire right?” she asked him, feeling completely nervous. He squinted at her.
“Not the last time I checked.” He stared at her as if she were goofy. She felt tongue-tied and like a moron. Why would a man this handsome and sexy be interested in me? Oh shit.
“The shirt,” she said aloud.
“That’s why you’re here. You want your shirt back. I’ll get it for you. I washed it and everything,” she told him and then thought about how she’d slept in it, too. I’m such a loser.
“No. wait.” He grabbed her hand and she froze in place and he stared down into her eyes. Jesus, he was tall, and she was barefoot right now.
“I don’t want the shirt back,” he said and stepped closer.
“Oh, because I wore it and that’s creepy?”
He snorted and shook his head, then reached out and stroked her cheek and jaw with his finger.
“No. I want you to keep it.”
She squinted at him.
“You give away T-shirts with the state police logo on it often?” she asked.
He shook his head and stepped closer, placed his hand on her hip.
“I’ve never given away a shirt of mine to a woman, or anyone, for that matter. Only you, Gianna.” She felt her cheeks warm.
“I like you. I know it may seem crazy, the way Nixon and I met you.”
Jesus, Nixon. He’s talking to me about Nixon like maybe Nixon likes me, too? What?
He gave a small smile.
“Nixon and I can’t stop thinking about you, and how attracted we both were to you. It was instant.”
She looked away and felt her cheeks warm again. “Because I was in a bra?” she blurted out.
“Not going to lie, you have a super body, Gianna, but it was more than that. We’d like to get to know you better.”
“Both of you?” she asked and had to swallow hard. She felt like she was having palpitations.
“I assumed you would be okay with that since I saw your friends, who are in an obvious ménage relationship.”
She nibbled her bottom lip.
“Me? You and Nixon are interested in getting to know me?”
He licked his lower lip and she followed the motion and imagined him licking her lips. The lower ones. Oh my God, get your mind out of the gutter. Damn, he’s so sexy and gorgeous. Holy shit, this can’t be happening.
He cupped her cheek and she gasped. “Are you okay?” he asked her.
“I’m a little shocked. I’m not exactly … um, I don’t really date. My luck hasn’t been great with dating men. I mean, not that I date women, or well, I mean I’m not used to dating. But it’s not like I don’t ever date, I just—”
He smiled and placed his finger over her lips.
“Don’t be nervous around me.”
“Ha.” Yeah, right, don’t be nervous around the sex god in uniform.
He rubbed her arms and she froze. “So what do you say? Dinner tomorrow night?”
“Oh, I can’t. I have a business dinner tomorrow night.”
She made a noise and apologetically informed him of her busy Saturday morning and afternoon.
“I’m going kayaking with a group.”
“No, my friends don’t kayak. Scaredy cats. I drive an hour to Penny Bridge Park.”
“Alone?” he asked and stroked her hip. She tightened up, parted her lips and felt breathless. Hell, she sounded breathless when she said, “Yes.”
“How about Sunday?” he asked her and all she could do was stare at the man.
“Your eyes are incredible. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such bold blue eyes like yours. They’re stunning.”
“You’re gorgeous,” she blurted, and he squinted at her as he smirked, too. She felt like an idiot and went to turn away, but he pulled her close, wrapped his arm around her waist, and cupped her cheek.
“Thank you. Your compliment is sweet.”
“Sweet?” she replied.
He stroked her jaw and chin. “Yes, sweet, just like you. Now, tell me yes for Sunday.”
“I don’t know. I don’t really know you.”
“That’s the point of a date. Of spending time together so we can get to know you.”
“Nixon and I. What do you say?”
When they got back to the marina, no one wanted the night to end, so they headed downstairs to the small sitting area and bar. Rocco led her to the front of the couch and kissed her. She kissed him back and ran her hands up and down his chest. He couldn’t resist touching her and the desire to make her come again was overwhelming. He ran his palm up under her dress against her thigh and then lifted her thigh against his hip. She squeezed it against him as he turned her around and slowly pressed her onto the couch.
He kissed her lips, then trailed his mouth along her throat and neck. He made his way down her body and she turned to look at Armando and Steel, who sat right across from her and Rocco. He saw his brothers’ intense stares as they sipped from their glasses of moonshine and watched.
Rocco caressed her dress upward.
“Rocco.” She said his name and gripped his hands.
“Just exploring a little more. I want to taste you. I want to make you come while my brothers watch.”
He saw her eyes widen, and then she looked at Armando and Steel.
“We only go as far as you want, but just know that we want you. Want to taste your sweet cream and watch you come some more,” Armando said to her.
“I’ve never done anything like this before. It feels dangerous,” she admitted.
Rocco kissed her inner thighs and began to pull down her panties.
Steel got up off the couch, put down his drink, and joined them by the couch. He lowered to his knees and placed his palm against Gianna’s cheek.
“You’re turned on right now, aren’t you? You like us watching, and joining in, don’t you?” he asked.
She nodded her head.
“That’s what feels dangerous and forbidden, but I can guarantee when you let go and just feel the power of this connection we all have, then it will be well worth challenging that dangerous feeling,” Steel said, then lowered down and kissed her lips.
Rocco removed her panties and then spread her thighs wide. She tightened up as he kissed along her inner thighs, inhaled her scent, and she felt his cock grow thick and hard. She was clean shaven, pretty, pink, and he couldn’t help but think she did it for them.
“So bare and sexy. Did you shave for us? Did you hope we would feast on this sexy pussy tonight, Gianna?” he asked.
Steel pulled from her mouth.
“Answer him. Did you?” he pushed. Steel asked with authority.
“Yes,” she said.
“Fuck, yeah,” Armando said from the couch.
Rocco used his thumbs and fingers to spread her pussy lips.
“So wet and ready for me. I need to taste you.” He lowered down and licked along her pussy lips, then tugged on her clit. Gianna lifted up her pelvis and he continued to suckle and tease her pussy. Rocco added a finger to her channel. He eased it in nice and slow, then pulled it out.
“So fucking wet,” Steel said, looking down between her legs. Steel pulled down her top and immediately suckled her breast.
“Oh God, Steel. Rocco.” Rocco thrust his finger faster, then pulled it out and added a second finger.
“So fucking hot and sexy. I want to make you come again, baby. I want you begging for us to eat you out and finger this pussy.”
“Oh, God.” She moaned and he pulled his fingers out and sucked on her hard. He sucked and licked her cunt and then down over her anus.
“Rocco,” she cried out and came. He immediately ate her cream and licked her until he felt the tap to his shoulder.
“My turn,” Steel said.
“Oh God, I can’t. I can’t take it,” Gianna said and they chuckled.
“Oh baby, you can take it. I want to get you so used to us making you orgasm that you’ll never think of any other man but my brothers and me,” Steel said and he moved between her legs and Armando came over and began to feast on her breast. Rocco watched over them.
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Steel moved between her legs and began to stroke her cunt. She looked so inexperienced, yet sexy. She was voluptuous. Her breasts were full, round, and overflowing the top that hung under her breast line while Armando feasted from one tit to the other.
He used his thumb to stroke over the light scar from the car accident.
“This is healing perfectly,” he said, and then leaned down and kissed the scar. She shivered beneath him. He pulled back and took in the sight. Thick, long, sexy thighs, creamy and soft. He stroked his palms up and down them, noticing how smooth they felt.
“Beautiful. Like silk,” he said and then tilted his head to kiss her inner calf on the left before he tilted to the other side and kissed the right calf.
Steel licked along her pussy and then down over her anus. She tightened up and lifted her pelvis. He stroked a finger into her cunt.
“Ever have a cock in your ass, Gianna?”
“Oh, God no. Never,” she said, shaking her head side to side.
“Jesus, Steel, I’m going to shoot my load in my pants,” Armando complained.
Steel inhaled her scent and then licked along her pussy, plunging his tongue in and out, then slowly dragged her cream over her anus.
“It’s going to be incredible when we fill you up with cock, Gianna.”
“Oh.” She moaned.
“Oh yeah, baby. There’ll be a cock in your mouth,” Armando said and stroked her cheek, then rubbed his thumb over her lips. She looked at him, appearing dazed, sedated.
“One in this tight, wet pussy,” Steel told her and thrust his fingers faster before slowing down and pulling them out.
“And one in this tight, virgin ass,” he said then slid a finger into her anus.