“This is what you’re interested in? Little miss mousey virgin?”
Dee felt her cheeks heat, and then Hunter chimed in.
“Leave her alone Thelma and walk away,” Hunter said.
“What’s going on over here?” Sunny asked, joining them, along with Georgia and some other friends.
“You got nothing over me,” Thelma said to her in a growl.
“I don’t know why you’re starting with me. I was just sitting here with my friends. You need to go,” Dee said, and she knew she was ready if this woman was going to try and hit her. She knew how to fight but hated it. The few moves she knew well were all she’d really ever used a handful of times back in Dallas. Dee always tried to talk things out first, but her father had taught her the realities of life. Fighting wasn’t always someone’s last resort. Sometimes it was their first choice.
“Don’t tell me what to do. I’ll mess your pretty little face up, and then all these men won’t find you so appealing.”
Dee widened her eyes as Hunter then Sunny tried to tell Thelma to calm down and take a hike.
“I think you’ve had too much to drink. So I’m going to forget that you threatened me and tell you to walk away,” Dee said, and Thelma grabbed for Dee’s throat.
Dee reacted so fast it seemed to shock everyone around her. She slammed Thelma’s arm upward, flipped it behind her back, and sent her over the bar stool, crying out in pain. Dee yelled next to her ear. “I can break your arm or let you go. You’re drunk, and I don’t expect to ever be threatened by you again. Got it?”
“Yes, yes. Let me go,” Thelma said, and Dee let her up. Thelma growled then hurried away.
Dee felt her heart racing, and she had flashbacks of Ghost grabbing her by the throat, holding the knife to her, and threatening her. When the hand landed on her shoulder, she twisted out of it, and Travis held his hand up.
“Dee, are you okay?”
“Okay? She just made a move some trained fighter would use,” Marino said, and Dee tried to calm her breathing. She looked away from them and then at Hunter.
She shook her head at him, feeling annoyed and so angry. She hated violence. She hated getting into confrontations for no reason. She walked away and didn’t turn back. She felt like crying as the bad memories flooded her mind.
* * * *
“Fuck, did you see that move she made? Where the hell did Dee learn how to do that?” Travis asked, and Hunter looked toward the direction she’d taken and then back at his buddies. Everyone else walked away, still talking about Dee’s quick reflex move.
“Well, it’s obvious she was in a protective mode. What the hell brought it on?” Sunny asked Hunter, and he and Travis explained.
Hunter felt like shit. “It’s my fault. She was pulled into it for no reason.”
“She was jealous. I could tell by the way she sat here watching Thelma talk to you. Thelma picked up on it. That’s why she started the fight,” Travis told him.
“Dee jealous? She hasn’t shown an interest in us,” Hunter said, feeling hopeful. It was Dee he wanted attention from, and now he’d upset her. It was going to take some serious talking to get her to forgive him. He’d made her angry and caused her to fight. Dee probably hated fighting. She was the least confrontational person he knew.
“Well, you’re going to have to make it up to her, Hunter. I think she left,” Marino said and looked toward the door, seeing Cynthia leaving along with Georgia and Maggie.
Hunter took a slug of beer, his night ruined because the woman he wanted was no longer here, and he wanted to leave now too.
“I’ll talk to her tomorrow at the fundraiser. I’ll make things right.”
They all looked displeased. Dee was too kind, too special and ladylike to have to fight, and because of him, her night out with her friends had been ruined.
She ran her fingers through his hair as his head descended toward her breasts. He licked and suckled as he stroked a finger up into her needy cunt. She ran her hands over every inch of him, wanting, needing, to explore him like he was exploring her. As he lifted up and stroked her faster, she searched for his cock, gasping at the feel of the thick, hard, big muscle.
She suddenly felt sick, like maybe he wouldn’t fit.
“Oh God, you’re so big. I’m scared Sunny. You’re all big men and I’ve never done this before. I don’t know if I can.” She told him and hugged his neck as he suckled her skin.
“He’ll fit. We all will because you’re meant for us and us for you,” Hunter told her as he caressed her cheek and ran a thumb along her lower lip. She licked his thumb, and he clenched his teeth.
“You’re going to be an amazing lover, Dee. I can see that hunger in your eyes, that need we all share.” Hunter whispered as he held her gaze.
“Here I come, baby. I’ll always protect you.” Sunny pulled his fingers from her pussy and replaced them with his cock.
“Relax and let him in,” Hunter said, and she did.
She focused on how much she wanted them and to feel more of what they made her feel.
“God, baby, you’re so fucking tight. Jesus, she’s like a vise grip.”
She held on to his shoulders and tried to relax. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. He eased his cock deeper and she tightened up and gasped while gripping Sunny’s shoulders.
“Relax baby, you’re safe with us, with me. I promise Dee, just let go and give me all of you.” Sunny whispered and kissed her softly on the lips. She ignored the fear, the fight to not let go and not let her guard down until that moment when she realized she trusted Sunny. She trusted all of them and they wouldn’t hurt her. This was right and she wanted them to be her firsts. She made the decision. They didn’t force her, and the emotions, the attraction was equal.
She felt Sunny ease his cock deeper as he release her lips and held her gaze.
“Look at me.” He said and took a few unsteady breaths as if he felt as out of control and emotional as he did, and then pushed the rest of the way into her cunt.
“Sweet Jesus.” He looked at her and smiled. “You’re perfect.” He kissed her.
Dee absorbed every touch, every stroke of Sunny’s cock as he made love to her. In and out, he took his time allowing her to adjust to his thrusts and accept the size and girth of his cock. She was lost in the depths of his blue eyes. She memorized his face, the tan color of his skin kissed by the golden sun, and those tattoos so intricate and sexy. The way his muscular thighs pressed against her thighs spreading them so he could take her as deeply as possible was so sensual and wild. She began to move along with him when he clasped their hands together, raised them above her head, and started moving faster and faster. Dee was so in tune to her body and her emotions at this moment. She felt sexy at the way her hips lifted, her breasts swayed and the expression of pure hunger and possessiveness on Sunny’s face and in his eyes. The depth of their need to be one was almost overwhelming and in her mind she could see the rest of her life being his woman, their woman and remaining her in Pearl.
For the first time she felt possessive herself and as if she wanted, needed to everything she could to please Sunny and to make him love her. Her body tightened, and Sunny’s face contorted, and she felt the orgasm overtake her.
She cried out his name. “Sunny!” And he grunted and stroked four more times. He moaned and then came inside of her.
His body was heavy as she wrapped her legs tighter, and he held her close for a moment before rolling them to the side to not crush her.
He kissed along her skin, tickling her neck and then raising up to look at her.
“I’ve never felt like this before. Thank you for trusting me.” He kissed her again and then slowly pulled back, letting their bodies part, and making her moan softly.
Hunter was there to take his place between her legs, but first, he looked her body over in appreciation.
“Lay still. Let me just look at you.” He whispered and she felt her heart race. She was so exposed like this and not just physically laying here naked. Her heart, her emotions, her sexuality her soul felt open and completely in view. She shivered as he trailed a finger from her head, along her jaw, down her neck and collar bone, over her breast and nipple then down her belly to her pussy.