STORY EXCERPT

“Hold up.”

She didn’t listen, couldn’t take that chance. Letting out a small cry of despair, she launched her body toward the bedroom window. She had the latch flipped open and was pushing on the frame when arms the size of tree trunks surrounded her.

She froze as his warm breath tickled the back of her neck. “I can’t go back.”

“I’m not asking you to.”

Surprising her, he pushed on the window and opened it. A waft of fresh air flowed over her body. She trembled, unable to move.

Groans and curses drifted upward from downstairs. “Lady, unless you plan on giving those boys what they want, I suggest you haul your ass out this window.”

She gathered enough courage to twist around and glare at him. “And I guess you’ll be right behind me, right?”

“Damn straight. Now get moving.”

“First tell me who you are.”

He shot her an incredulous look. “You want my whole life story or just the highlights?”

Yet before she could answer, he flattened one hand on her butt and took her by the arm with the other. She let out a yelp as he half-shoved, half-pushed her through the window and onto the narrow roof surrounding the second story.

She clung to the bag and her coat, and shuddered when she saw the high drop to the ground. “What am I supposed to do? Jump?”

He was halfway outside when he stopped and pointed at the trellis on the side of the house. “Drop the bag and start climbing.”

She’d never liked heights and climbing ladders had always frightened her. Not so much the climbing up part as the climbing down part. “But it’s a trellis. I’m not sure it’ll hold my weight.”

“You don’t have a choice. Toss the bags to the ground, then climb down.”

Did he really think I was talking about the combined weight of my body plus the bags, and not just about my chunky size?

The thought gave her a moment of pleasure, and she wasn’t about to tell him any differently. “I’m not letting go of my bag or my purse.”

He edged next to her, his big bulk taking up a lot of the limited space. He was a massive man, not so much in stature since he was only about six inches taller than her petite five feet four inches, but where she was soft, he was boulder after boulder of solid muscle. His hair was military-style short and he had cheekbones that reminded her of a Native American. His dark hair matched his dark eyes and overall stern countenance.

“Tell you what. Either you can jump with the bags or you can toss them over. Make your pick fast because they’re coming up the stairs right now.”

She hugged the bags closer. How did she know whether he was scamming her or not? Did he have an accomplice below, ready to take off with the money? “Uh-uh. I’m not doing either one. You climb down first and I’ll manage on my own.”

“Lady, this is not the time for shit like this.” He grabbed hold of the bag and purse, and with one quick tug, pulled them out of her grasp.

“Hey! Don’t you dare—”

The duffel bag and her purse went flying over the edge of the roof before she could finish her complaint. Ignoring her protests, he pushed her toward the trellis. “Now climb down.”

“No.” She wasn’t by nature a person who was afraid of a lot of things, but climbing had her frozen to the roof. “I can’t.”

“Are you afraid of heights?”

She shook her head, knowing her answer would annoy him. “Not of heights. I’m afraid of hitting the ground with my body.”

He scowled at her even as he chuckled. “Would you rather me throw you off?”

Her eyes widened. “Hell, no.”

“Then climb.” Taking her arm, he forced her to the edge of the trellis. “Get on. Now.”

Mack’s head sticking out of the window was what finally pushed her to do it. She grabbed the flimsy wood of the trellis and swung her foot over to place it on the first rung. Once she had both hands on the rung, her rescuer turned her loose, whirled around, and backhanded Mack in the face.

Mack fell away, cursing a blue streak. The noises his friends made as they caught him spurred her on, and she lowered herself to the next rung.

Her hero—or at least she hoped he really was—squatted down next to the trellis. When he made a move to get on the ladder with her, she sucked in a gasp.

“No. It’ll never hold both of us.”

“It won’t have to.” He gripped the edge of the roof, then dropped his body over the side.

For a moment, she stared at him, unable to move as he hung there. Then, with a grin that was the complete opposite of his earlier scowl, he let go and fell to the ground. He landed with an “ugh,” then rolled and came to his feet.

“Keep going.”

Yet it wasn’t until he moved underneath her that she did so. She’d expected him to take the duffel bag and run, but he hadn’t, giving her more confidence to trust him.

That and the fact that Mack and the bald man were now out on the roof sent her scrambling down the trellis. Dougan was no doubt headed back down the stairs to cut them off on the yard.

“Move faster.”

She forced her answer through gritted teeth. “I’m going as fast as I—Shit!”

ADULT EXCERPT

West had always counted himself a lucky man, and today had to be the luckiest day of his life. He stepped into the trailer, pulling the door closed behind him before anyone who might walk by could see inside.

Sienna, her face a nice pink as the blush of desire filled her, glanced back. Her eyes were half-lidded and clouded, making her the sexiest woman he’d ever seen. Her body, although not viewed as perfect by society, was perfect for him. She had all the curves in the right places and then some.

Collin, the expression on his face telling of his attempt to hold back his climax, shot him a look, but didn’t speak. Taking his cue from his friend’s silence, he started shucking his clothes.

The three of them had always talked about taking one woman to share, but he hadn’t expected Collin to make a move on Sienna so fast. They hadn’t had time to discuss her yet. It was obvious Collin had already decided that she was the one for them.

He moved behind them and pushed her hair away from one shoulder, then kissed her soft skin. “Sienna, you’re so beautiful.”

Collin thrust into her again. “I already told her that.”

“Tell me again.”

They did as she asked, both telling her how sexy and alluring she was.

West held her, supporting her as Collin’s need for her overpowered him. Collin’s eyes were closed as West found her breasts and fondled her. When Collin tensed up, West was ready.

Collin groaned out his release as he tried to push her away and bring his cock out of her. West lifted her from him and turned her around. Like the perfect fit, she wrapped her legs around him and welcomed his cock into her pussy.

He laid her down on the table as Collin moved away. Taking her breasts in his hands, he thrust into her. She gripped the sides of the table as the force of his movements drove her toward the other end.

She was indeed beautiful. If he could’ve found a better word to describe her, he would’ve used it. But she was beyond mere words. He’d ached for her from the first moment he’d seen her and it had taken everything in him to keep from pulling over to the side of the road and taking her.

He’d convinced himself that he had to be putting his desires onto her when she’d awaken and he’d seen the look in her eyes. The dream had turned her on and the desire he’d seen then was in her eyes now as he pummeled into her pussy.

Her ample stomach jiggled as his crotch bumped into her, his cock driving in as far as he could go. She was womanly with the body to prove it. He just hoped that he was man enough for her.

The sounds she made as he slammed into her made him even hotter. He leaned over her and sniffed, taking in her natural fragrance that no perfume could ever match. Sucking a nipple into his mouth, he slid his hand underneath her and pushed a finger into her butt hole.

When he lifted his head to see her expression, he knew she loved the feeling of being filled from both sides. “Sienna, tell me you want us. Not just me and Collin, but Joe, too.”

Confusion colored her expression, but it was soon gone as the need he saw there took over. “Tell me, baby. I have to know. Do you want Joe, too?”

“Y–Yes. I want all of you.”

His heart swelled. “Good. Then that’s how it’ll be the next time.”

He was assuming a lot, jumping at a conclusion he didn’t know was certain, but he had to believe Joe wanted her as much as he and Collin did. He’d explain everything to her, but for now, his thoughts were jumbled by his throbbing cock. She was so tight, causing his cock to stretch her insides.

An almost animal-like sound erupted from him and he plunged one last time into her pussy as hard and as fast as he could. Her mouth opened in a silent cry and his climax rushed over him. To his delight, her body tensed and then shuddered as her release met his. Together, they held each other tightly as he laid his body on top of hers and let his seed go.

Tremors echoed throughout his body as he rested his head on her chest. She breathed heavily, whether from the exertion of what they’d done or from his weight, he didn’t know. But the movement was sensuous and he hated to break away from her.

Collin, however, wasn’t going to let him stay where he was.

“Get off her, man. Let her breathe.”

West pushed away, grumbling as he did so, then fell to the seat next to her. She stayed on top of the table, a delectable sight for any hungry man.