“I want you so damn much, Zoe,” he said, trailing kisses along her neck and down to her collarbone.
His cock thickened in his pants, the desperate need too much for him to bear. He growled against her neck and nibbled on the delicate bone. She shivered. Her fingers pulled on his hair forcing him to look at her.
“If you want it, then take it,” she said.
Her words didn’t penetrate his lust-filled mind. For several moments he simply gazed at her swollen lips.
“Let’s go somewhere,” he said, thinking of taking her back to his place and sharing her with Connor and Jake.
“No. Right here.” Her hand moved down to the front of his crotch.
Brent moaned then placed a hand beside her head as she worked his length through the fabric of his clothing. Her touch burned him from the inside out. Zoe’s eyes were wide as they stared at him.
“You’re big.” The statement made him chuckle.
He, Jake, and Connor had a reputation with the ladies for being insatiable. The last rumour he’d head was they left a woman struggling to walk for days. He’d never seen a problem with what he and his friends did. They loved sex, but once Zoe had walked into their lives, they hadn’t slept with a woman since.
In the next instant, her hand was inside his pants and her naked fingers were wrapped around his cock.
Any reasonable thought left his head. All of his words eluded him. “Fuck.” The curse shot out into the night. He expected some people to hear him. No one came running. He was losing the fight with Zoe. Her ministrations would leave him blushing like a little school boy if he didn’t stop her now.
Her finger slid along his slit. “Do you want me, Brent? How much do you want my pussy?” she asked.
When she grabbed his hand and placed it over her pussy, Brent knew he was a goner. Through the jeans she wore, he felt the heat of her arousal. Shit, he was sure she could sense it.
He wasn’t waiting any more. Zoe was his for the taking.
Chapter Six
What the hell am I doing?
Zoe felt his palm rubbing her pussy. The heat of her cum was leaking into her panties. Since the moment she saw him, she’d been horny. If she gave in maybe she’d have a chance to get over them. She closed her eyes trying to force out all the negativity. They wouldn’t be disturbed here, and she was tired of saying no.
In a few days she’d be gone, and in years to come she didn’t want to be the type of woman who regretted her decisions in the future. She wanted Brent, Jake, and Connor. At least she’d have the opportunity to explore at least one of them.
She unbuttoned her jeans, thankful the shirt she wore covered her round stomach. His hand moved out of the way. Zoe grabbed his hand and placed it inside her open jeans. The panties she wore were soaking wet.
Closing her eyes, she waited for his repulsion or a sign to say she’d overstepped the mark.
His fingers moved past the elastic of her panties and then dipped down into her slit. She felt him graze her clit and then slide down to her cunt. Zoe kept her eyes on his at all times. He didn’t look away either. She felt caught in his gaze, unable to look away.
“You look so damn beautiful.” Two fingers penetrated her pussy. Zoe whimpered, pressing down to meet his thrusts. “That’s it, baby. Ride my fingers. Take me deep.”
She shook her head. “I don’t want your fingers. I want you.” Zoe pulled his hand out of her jeans. For once she saw the hindrance of her clothing. There was no way Brent would be able to touch her unless she removed her jeans.
Her whole body shook with the effort.
Unless he fucked her from behind. Could she drive him to take her hard?
“Fuck me, Brent. I’m yours for the taking.”
He cupped her cheek and kissed her lips. “Not without the other two.”
The scent of her pussy wafted from his fingers. He stroked her cheek and hair. The way he lovingly stroked her hair brought tears to her eyes. She couldn’t handle this part of him. A quick fuck was what she was asking for.
Buttoning up her jeans she shoved him hard in order to get away. Zoe had caught him off guard. She heard the splash as he landed in a pool of water. There was no satisfaction to be had. She needed to get out of there.
Zoe ran into the bar, talked to Vicki, and then charged out. No one was waiting for her. She ran up the dirty road waiting for the tears to dry up. Three men and she couldn’t handle one of them. She thought being with Brent would give her a chance to get away. The three men who wanted her, fucked together and then left. She wasn’t going to be someone’s sex toy.
Tomorrow, she’d buy an old car and be on the road by the end of the week. Law Castle was not the place for her.