The Bad Boys' Reluctant Woman(25)

Brent sat down at the head of the bed. Zoe rolled over and stared at him. He didn’t say anything. He simply admired the slope of her back and the swing of her tits as she climbed up the bed.

“Do you want me, Brent?” she asked.

His cock stood up, hard and proud from his lap. “I want you, Zoe. Do you want me?”

She climbed over his legs until she straddled his pelvis. Her pussy rubbed against his cock.

Zoe wrapped her arms around him pressing her body to his.

“I think you know the answer to that.”

He stroked her face, smoothing the hair off her shoulder. The rest of the room melted away. Brent forgot about Connor and Jake. He only saw Zoe. Her scent teased his nostrils. The smell of vanilla and honey. Two smells he loved the most.

“What changed, Zoe?” he asked. He held the back of her neck with one hand while the other cupped her waist.

“Nothing changed, Brent.”

“You’ve been fighting us for six months, and that’s all changed.”

“I’ve been fighting the wrong thing.”

“I don’t understand,” he said.

“I want you, Brent, and that scares me.”

“Why?” He really needed to know the answer. He didn’t want to start something and then be accused of something else later on. Zoe was a hot and cold person. At the bar, she was cold, and now she was red hot. He didn’t understand it.

“Where I come from, three men wanting one woman is not a good thing. Fucking three men is a bad thing.”

“That’s all you’re going to say?” he asked when she remained silent for several moments.

“For now that’s all you need to know.”

He stared into her eyes. She looked so fragile as if she was going to shatter at any moment. He didn’t like it.

Brent pulled her down, kissing her lips. “You can ride me.”

He lifted her up and slowly eased her down onto his shaft. Never did he take his eyes off her face. He saw the desire flash inside her eyes. She was a responsive woman. Her hands tightened on his shoulders until he was seated deep inside her.

“I’ve never been on top before,” she said.

“Good, I like being your first.” Brent took his time caressing her body, drawing out a response until he was sure she was ready to let go. She cried out and whimpered each time he pressed up and she pushed down. Her sounds were highly erotic and addictive.

He knew he was lost as she kept her eyes on him. Brent felt the pull of her gaze, and the feel of belonging swept over him. It was amazing, and he felt complete at the same time. He teased her clit as she rode his cock. She splintered apart in his arms, her release consuming the both of them as he found his own release inside her body.

If this was how Connor felt then he knew they’d found the right woman. This feeling inside him was the kind of stuff he wrote about. It was instant, breathtaking, and worth every second of the rejection she’d given them the last six months.

She collapsed against him, her head resting on his neck. He stroked her hair smiling at how wonderful it felt to have found the right woman.

Connor came into view. It was his turn to claim her. Brent hoped to God, Connor’s passions didn’t scare her away.





Chapter Ten





Zoe felt warm and safe. Brent held her with his tattooed arms and wrapped around her. He stroked her hair. Normally she’d find the stroking creepy, but this time she found it loving.

Loving? She pushed the word back. She didn’t want to get ahead of herself, even though she knew the warmth inside her had everything to do with those emotions.

Leaning back she stared up at Brent. He was gazing over her shoulder. She turned and gazed at Connor. His face was hard as he looked at her. It was his turn. Brent helped her move off his now flaccid cock, and seconds later he left the bed, leaving her with Connor.

There was an intensity surrounding Connor. He stared at her without blinking. She knew in some part of her brain that he needed her. A desperate, intense need had gripped him.

“Do you have any idea how amazing you look with Jake and Brent?” he asked.

She shook her head. Zoe didn’t know what to say to his statement.

He reached out taking her hand and pulling her close to him. “You looked so fucking hot letting go. Did you like Jake fucking you from behind?”

“Yes,” she said. Goose-bumps broke out along her arms as he kissed the corner of her mouth then went to her neck to nibble where her pulse pounded at the base.

“Do you want to do it again?” he asked.

She gazed over to where Jake sat watching them. Zoe couldn’t make out his face. Going on her instinct alone she nodded her head. “Yes.”

“What about Brent?”