Stranded(52)

The bewilderment on the other woman’s face made it quite clear to Grant there was no thing she needed to get, but India’s excuse to get rid of her. “What thing?”

“Don’t you remember? That thing you couldn’t stop talking about. You were very adamant about me reminding you about it.”

Comprehension soon dawned in the woman’s hazel eyes. “Oh yeah. That thing. I almost forgot about it. Thank you for reminding me. I’ll run out and get it.” She hopped up and gave them an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry I have to run like that. I was hoping I’d get to cook something for you boys, but India can pop something in the oven for you. I’ll be back later tonight.”

When Val left the house, no one said a word until they saw from the window her little Jeep pulling out of the driveway.

Grant crossed his arms over his chest, turning his gaze toward a fidgeting India. “How about telling us what the hell is going on.”



India realized they must believe she was being schizoid, but in her mind she had a very good reason for them not staying here the night. “I just thought it would be better for us if the two of you stayed in the hotel for the weekend.” She stood and began to pace the room, putting as much distance between them as she possibly could, but when she was near them, India couldn’t think properly.

Rafe stood up as well and strode across the room, not giving her any quarter. “Why the hell not? Didn’t you want us to come this weekend?”

“I did. I missed you two and wanted to see you again, but I didn’t want you to stay here at my aunt’s house.”

Amber eyes glistened dangerously. “Well we’re here, and you’re not going to be able to dismiss us so easily as you have on the telephone.” He put his arms around her waist and covered her mouth with his before she could utter a protest.

Just like every other time they kissed, her pussy tingled in arousal. India didn’t have the strength to resist him. She twined her hands through his dark waves, holding his face to hers. Her nipples puckered until they were painfully sensitive peaks, straining against the material of her shirt.

Her tongue danced around his as she surrendered to the heat infusing her body. India’s pulse raced, and she rejoiced in being in Rafe’s arms again. The week had felt like a year being without them.

It was Rafe who broke the kiss. “Now how can you still have any doubts after that? Your body is begging for it.” Without warning, he lifted her skirt and inserted his fingers into her panties.

India’s gasp of surprise swiftly turned into one of wicked desire.

Rafe removed his hands from her panties to reveal their moisture. “You see? Your pussy is wet, and I bet you want to be fucked right here and now.”

She would have looked stupid to deny the obvious. “I do want you both. The only reason I didn’t want you to stay here was because I was hoping I could go back to the hotel with you. There’s nothing I want more right now than to spend time with you…but I don’t want it to be under the watchful eye of my aunt. She means well, but she can be a bit overprotective of me at times. We wouldn’t be able to…” India lowered her eyes.

Rafe groaned. “Oh, baby. I’m sorry. We jumped to the wrong conclusion. It wouldn’t have been something you wanted to bring up in front of Val.”

She chuckled. “Definitely not.”

Grant made his way across the room to them. “Hey, where’s my kiss? I think I deserve one after putting up with this grouch on the ride down.”

India moved away from Rafe and threw her arms around Grant with an upturned face, eager to receive his kiss. “Of course.”

Grant’s kiss was slow and unhurried. He took his time with it, gliding his tongue across the seam of her lips. “Delicious. I don’t know how I lasted the week without doing that,” he muttered before pressing his mouth firmly over hers again. He slid his hands down her back to cup her bottom, grinding his erection against the juncture of her thighs.

Grant squeezed her ass, pulling her closer against him. Suddenly he lifted her along the length of his body, and India, so in tune with his needs knew what he wanted from her without saying a word. She wrapped her legs around his waist which resulted in her skirt riding over her hips.

So caught up with the way he made her feel, India didn’t notice he’d moved until her back was against the living room wall. He gyrated his hips against her pelvis, humping her, and pressing her breasts flat with the hardness of his taut torso.

Even though her aunt knew what had happened with the three of them on the island, out of respect for her, India had decided that if anything happened this weekend when she, Rafe and Grant got together, it wouldn’t happen under her aunt’s roof.