Divine Charity(Divine Creek Ranch 18)(40)

Pulling out the notebook that he kept all of his facts about his search for the bitch, he consulted the first page. “Dr. Emma Guthrie-Rivers, MD. Family Practice.”

Driving around the Podunk town, he’d been impressed. Nice and clean. And the number of law enforcement vehicles he’d seen on a regular basis told him it was a good safe place. They had good food, too, if he could base that opinion on the takeout order he’d gotten from that little hole-in-the-wall, Rudy’s. He’d have to go back there again, since he’d be hanging around the area a while. The medical practice was closed because it was the weekend, but she was bound to show up at the good doctor’s office eventually. He was nothing if not patient.



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The next night, Charity giggled as Ransome carried her out the French doors in the cabin bedroom onto the back deck. He was not only incredibly tall but also damned strong as he kept a good hold of her despite her struggles.

“How come I’m the only one going in the water nekkid?”

He grinned down at her with the devil in his eyes. “Frankly, angel, you need to be more concerned about how cold the water is than whether or not you’re”—he tossed her through the air and she heard his final word before she landed—“nekkid.”

She landed in the still-frigid waters of Bowie Lake and came up screaming. “Son of a bitch! It’s cold!” The icy chill of the water on her previously overheated flesh stole her breath.

“It’s March,” Val said through a chuckle as he and Justin joined Ransome on the back deck. The sun was long gone and while the temperatures had been mild all weekend, they weren’t nearly warm enough yet to make the lake comfortable for water play.

“This is the last time I play strip poker and forget to ask what happens once I’m out of clothes!”

“That’s okay, baby,” Justin said as he stripped out of his cargo shorts and Val and Ransome followed suit. “You started out with hardly anything on. We forfeit the game anyway.” He plunged in nearby and came up swearing as well.

Val hesitated, looked down at his perpetually stiff cock and said, “Hypothermia isn’t good for the man parts, you know. Maybe I’ll just hang out on the deck.” He tossed his shorts aside like he didn’t mind being out there buck-ass naked either but Ransome shoved him into the water and jumped in after him.

Already adjusting to the chill of the water, she giggled as her men whooped in shock when they surfaced, shaking the water from their hair, and surrounding her. Their hot hands felt delicious on her cooling skin and she placed her hands on their shoulders and stopped treading water so she didn’t accidentally kick one of them in the nuts.

“It doesn’t seem like I’m the one who lost the game right now,” she murmured as she stroked their firmly muscled shoulders. A soft sound of delight escaped her lips as Val pressed his hot lips to her throat while Justin kissed her as she tightened her hold on him.

The last twenty-four hours had been a sensual feast and she was an inveterate glutton. Val had awakened her that morning with his tongue on her pussy, and then he and Ransome had taken turns making love to her in the shower, switching her from one pair of arms to another until all three of them had come with shouts of pleasure.

When they’d left the bedroom, they’d discovered that Justin had cooked a huge breakfast for them to enjoy. Afterward, he’d had his way with her on the divan in the living room, right in front of the huge wall of windows—where anyone could’ve seen if they’d ridden by on a Jet-ski or a boat. They’d taken a hike in the woods that afternoon and she’d showed them her hiding place from the night before, where both men had run right by her before she streaked—literally—for the house. Later, after supper they’d talked her into sexy games.

She shivered, and her core warmed rapidly as they took turns kissing and touching her.

“Getting cold, angel?” Ransome asked as she turned into his arms and wrapped her legs around his hips. The water was a cold caress on her vulnerable flesh but she didn’t feel it as his cock—which was hard despite the cold water—rubbed against her pussy.

“What cold?” she murmured as she returned his kiss.

A few minutes later, during which they all teased her mercilessly, she climbed up the ladder that led to the deck. A giggle escaped her when Justin climbed up behind her and nipped at her bare ass and growled appreciatively. “Love your ass, baby.”

“It loves you, too, handsome. I need a shower,” she said as she reentered the bedroom through the French doors. She turned back to look at them so they’d catch her meaning. “Then I’m in the mood for a late-night snack.”