Zane pulled away from Kaleb and Braydon and headed straight for Vanessa, putting his hand on the back of her neck and pulling her against him before leading her through the house and out the front door.
“What the hell happened?” Kaleb asked Zoey when she joined him.
“It was nothing.” Zoey whispered, glancing around as the others began to disperse.
“Nothing my ass.” Kaleb stated firmly. “My brother doesn’t go off like that for no reason.” As a matter of fact, Kaleb wasn’t sure he’d ever seen Zane react the way he had.
Granted, they’d all probably defended the honor of one woman or another because when jealousy reared her ugly head, there was usually at least one Walker in her path. But this time, something was different about Zane.
Glancing over at Jake, he witnessed the argument between him and Anderson as he was asked to leave.
“Fuck you all.” Jake yelled as he headed to the front door. “You let that bastard know this ain’t over.”
An automatic response had the remaining Walker brothers standing tall and facing Jake as he walked out the door. Kaleb would have to admit, although there were only five of them standing there, it was still an intimidating sight to see them. Jake must’ve thought so too because he hurried out the front door, not looking back.
When Zoey would have turned away, Kaleb put a hand on her arm. “What really happened, Zoey?”
Looking weary all of a sudden, she glanced around to make sure no one else was listening before turning her attention back to him.
“That guy Jake has been hitting on V all morning,” She began. “V wasn’t encouraging him, but she was trying to be civil by ignoring him. Apparently he didn’t like that because he quickly turned to bad mouthing her. He made it personal.” Zoey looked right in his eyes. “He started calling her and her mother whores and then he just turned nasty.”
Well, in that case, Kaleb should’ve let Zane do his worst. Fucker.
“Is she all right?” Kaleb asked as he looked around, trying to find Zane and V.
“She will be. That woman’s got thick skin.” Zoey forced a smile. “Let’s get back to it so we can get out of here.” With that, she turned abruptly and went back to working in the kitchen.
Kaleb managed to stay busy for the next two hours and by the time they were at a stopping point, it was well past dark, and there were only a few people still hanging around. Zane had left earlier with V, insisting that he just take her home. Following them, Braydon and Brendon headed out.
“You ready?” Kaleb asked when he found Zoey standing in the kitchen, sans anything other than the cabinets and the sink. “Wow. This looks like a different room.”
“It smells like a different room, too.” Zoey laughed. “I think that smell has gotten into my pores. I seriously need a shower.”
“There you go again with that shower invite. All right, twist my arm already.” He laughed, linking his fingers with hers as he led her through the house.
When they stepped out on the front porch, they came face to face with Gage. “We done?”
“For today, we are.” Kaleb stated.
“Where’re you two headed off to?” His friend asked, glancing back and forth between the two of them.
Kaleb peered down at Zoey, wondering what the answer to that was. He heard what she said earlier, but he wanted to make sure she was still onboard. Especially after such a grueling day and the drama with Zane and Vanessa.
“Why don’t you boys go home, take showers, and then come over to my place, say in,” Zoey checked her watch, “about an hour? I’ll make dinner as my way of saying thank you.”
“Can’t argue with dinner.” Kaleb grinned as he looked at Gage.
“Nope, can’t argue. All right, then I’ll meet up with the two of you at Zoey’s in a bit.” Gage said before walking away.
“You ok with that?” Zoey asked when it was just her and Kaleb standing on the porch.
“Well, I can think of other ways for you to say thank you, but yes, I think dinner is a good start.” With a quick kiss, Kaleb left Zoey standing on the porch staring after him.
Lord have mercy. The woman was going to be the death of him.
Chapter Fifteen
♀♂
Dinner consisted of country fried steak, mashed potatoes, okra and of course biscuits.
No, Zoey was by far a gourmet cook, but there were a few things she could make and yes, this was one of them. In the past, both Kaleb and Gage had requested her to make the well-known southern meal, so she figured she might as well go for it tonight.
After a quick shower, Zoey spent the last half hour working in the kitchen, trying to get everything ready before either man showed up. Thankfully they must’ve been taking their time because the steak was almost finished and she had just pulled the okra out of the fryer.
Needing something stronger than beer to calm her frazzled nerves, Zoey was on her second glass of Jack and coke, not that it was helping much. She actually felt just a little out of control and hoped they’d be able to make it through dinner before she went off the deep end.
Five minutes later, just as she was taking the biscuits out of the oven, Kaleb came strolling through her front door with Gage not far behind him.
“Did y’all ride together?” She asked, wondering how they could have timed that any better.
“Yeah, I stopped and picked him up on my way over.” Kaleb said right before he pulled her into his arms and crushed his mouth down on hers. It was funny how dinner was now the last thing on her mind.
When they both came up for air, Zoey found she was damn near climbing Kaleb’s body in an attempt to get closer. If it hadn’t been for Gage clearing his throat and laughing, she might’ve done just that.
“We figured it would be best if both our trucks weren’t parked outside of your house late into the night.” Gage offered.
Ahhh. Good point. In a town the size of theirs, rumors spread like wild fire, and with their track record, it wouldn’t take long for speculation to run rampant. Not that it would be untrue, but Zoey appreciated the fact that they wanted to be discreet.
“You know,” Kaleb said, his hands still gripping her hips, “you didn’t have to go all out with dinner. We’re a sure thing.”
Zoey swatted his chest and laughed, pulling away in the process.
“I know how grumpy the two of you can get when you’re hungry.” She moved to the table, followed by both men.
They waited for her to take a seat before doing the same.
Southern charm.
It was so damn sexy.
Probably due to such a long day, and the fact they were all starved after working at Anderson’s mother’s house for the better part of the day, the conversation was minimal while both men inhaled their meals, going back for seconds before Zoey even finished half of hers.
“Where was Travis today?” She asked when they were pushing their plates away a short while later.
“He had a meeting with a couple of potential investors up in Dallas. Sawyer and I offered to go with him, but he said he’d rather go by himself.”
“Investors, huh?” Gage asked, spinning his beer bottle in his hands. “For the resort, right?”
“Yeah.Luke and Logan McCoy. They own Club Destiny, some nightclub in downtown Dallas. Travis is still waiting for a final decision on the land we’re looking at, but he wanted to meet with the McCoy’s just to outline his plan.”
Zoey didn’t say a word. She wondered whether Gage knew what land Kaleb was referring to. Since they were good friends, she figured he did, but no one made a big deal out of it, so she left it at that.
“So, what’s for dessert?” Kaleb asked, turning his attention to her once again.
Zoey smiled. She knew exactly what she was planning to have for dessert.
“Oh no. What’s the grin for?” Gage asked, trying to sound leery. Zoey knew better. If she reached over right now, she was pretty sure his cock would be begging to be released fro
m those tight jeans.
“First of all, there’s this little issue of the dishes that need to be taken care of first.” Zoey grinned. “Since I cooked, you boys get to clean.”
“And what do we get if we do the dishes?” Kaleb asked, leaning forward in his chair, definitely looking interested in a possible turn of events.
“Well, that depends...”
“On?” Gage asked, mirroring Kaleb’s position, putting his elbows on the table.
“Whether you can get this task accomplished.”
“Oh, honey, I think we’ve done our fair share of dishes.”
“Maybe.” Zoey wasn’t about to make this easy on them, and quite frankly, it was time to have a little fun. They might’ve figured she was the passive bystander all this time, letting everyone else take control, but that was no longer the case. “But, you probably haven’t done the dishes naked before, have you?”
Kaleb’s eyes rounded, and a seductive grin tipped his lips. “Naked.”
“Naked.” She confirmed, although he hadn’t been asking.
Kaleb pushed his chair back, standing abruptly before unbuttoning the first of many buttons on his shirt. He took his time, and Zoey looked her fill. It didn’t take long before his shirt was hanging on the back of the chair, and her eyes were grazing the scrumptious planes and angles of his chest, the ripples of his abs, and the tiniest hint of the muscular ‘V’ that dipped into the waistband of his jeans.
The man was sex personified. Smooth, tan skin and a spattering of dark hair on his chest had her wanting to run her fingertips over every exquisite muscle, followed by her tongue.
Her attention was immediately drawn to Gage as he stood from his seat, using one hand to grip the back of his shirt before easily pulling it over his head. Gage was significantly bigger than Kaleb when it came to muscles, thanks to an apparent commitment to the gym. The hair on his chest was thicker, and her fingers itched to slide into the soft, silky curls.
Oooh la la.
She wasn’t quite sure what she’d done to deserve this, but she wasn’t about to turn down an opportunity when it presented itself.
Pretending not to be affected was harder than it looked, but Zoey somehow managed. When both men moved to toe off their boots, she let her eyes drift back and forth between the two hard bodies standing before her.
Holy hell, it should be a crime to be that damn sexy.
“Naked, right?” Kaleb grinned, humor evident in his eyes.
“Completely.”
A few minutes later, Zoey was forcing her jaw shut as she stared at the finer than fine cowboy butts in front of her. Both men had easily disrobed before carrying the few dishes they had used over to the sink. Lucky for them, Zoey had cleaned up her mess before they arrived, so the task should only take a few minutes.
Not long enough as far as she was concerned. She wanted to sit there and admire the masculine perfection for as long as possible. Both men were trim, toned, and absurdly sexy and watching the play of their back muscles had her thighs clenching.
It was going to be a long damn night.
♂♀♂
Kaleb had never had an issue with being naked. Nor did he have a problem being naked around Gage. They’d been in too many situations in which they found themselves without clothes for it to matter. He’d never thought much about it, but with Zoey’s eyes tracking him like a heat seeking missile, he was having a hard time focusing.
Dishes.
Naked.
He hadn’t seen that one coming.
As he loaded the last dish into the dishwasher, he turned off the water, grabbed a hand towel from the counter and turned to face her. His cock was rock hard and standing at full attention. When her eyes darted downward, his dick pulsed and jumped as though begging for her attention.
She was enjoying herself, he could tell, and Kaleb was reaching for every last ounce of his patience because he was more than a little tempted to lay her over the kitchen table and fuck her senseless. Instead of acting on that impulse, he leaned back against the counter and cleared his throat.
He had to bite back a grin when her eyes widened as they met his. Yep. Busted.
“Is it time for dessert yet?” Gage prompted, standing a couple of feet to Kaleb’s left. Apparently the man didn’t have any issues with being naked either.
“I’ve been trying to think about what I want for dessert.” Zoey looked like she was contemplating her choices, but Kaleb knew better.
Zoey had an agenda, and if he had to guess, she’d already come up with the plan for the night. Doing dishes in the nude was only the beginning.
Since he was used to being in control, it was undeniably difficult trying to leave the decision making up to her, but he could sense that’s what she truly wanted, so he let her. A bit surprised by her assertiveness, Kaleb had to wonder how long she’d been planning this out.
Standing from her chair, Zoey approached both him and Gage, her eyes lingering on their face before trailing down to the rigid erections they both sported. If she so much as breathed on his dick, he was likely going to come. That was another unfamiliar characteristic she drew out in him. Until her, Kaleb had never known such an intense need to fuck, to bury his cock in her as deep as possible and feel her tight, wet heat as her body pulled him in. He’d always kept himself carefully under control, but she tempted him.
Watching her, Kaleb held his breath as Zoey used both hands to stroke their cocks simultaneously. She didn’t apply pressure, just merely slid her soft, smooth hands over the shaft, not lingering.
“If you want dessert, you’ll need to have a seat.” She told them before turning back to the table and pulling two of the chairs out. She sat them side by side, facing her. “Perfect. Now sit.”
Kaleb and Gage glanced at one another before they both headed over to the chairs. The hard wood wasn’t his ideal place to sit, especially naked, but if she had something specific in mind, he was all for it.
“Earlier today,” Zoey said, turning away from them and going to the refrigerator, “I had a craving for a sundae.”
Oh fuck.
“But,” she continued, “I realized I didn’t have any ice cream.”
Kaleb bit his tongue as he watched her pull out a can of whipped cream and a bottle of chocolate syrup. Holy fucking shit. He was not going to survive this. There was no fucking way.
His heart rate spiked as he thought about what her intentions might be with those toppings and he was almost certain he knew what she planned to do to them.
“Be right back.” Zoey sat the whipped cream and syrup on the table before disappearing from the room.
When she came back, Kaleb damn near choked on his tongue. He hadn’t seen her grab his shirt, but she apparently decided she would change. Standing before them, she was wearing his shirt, unbuttoned, and a smile. Nothing else.
That wasn’t the worst of it.
In each hand, she had black scarves, which she sat on the table beside the other items she had procured a few minutes before.
Picking up one of the scarves, Zoey moved to Gage first, taking one of his hands and pulling it behind him where she proceeded to tie it to the chair back. Then she did the other.
Kaleb wasn’t so sure he was onboard with this.
Staring at his friend now tied to the chair, it was clear that Gage was turned on by this. Kaleb wanted to deny it, but the proof was throbbing between his legs. He held his breath, praying for patience as she took his hands and successfully secured him to the chair, as well.
When she reappeared in front of them, she put her hands on her hips, the shirt covering remarkably little of her sweet, lithe body. Although he would prefer to feast on the glorious exposed skin, Kaleb couldn’t help but wonder what she was going to do next.
“So, like I was saying,” Zoey picked up the chocolate syrup, “oh, wait. Hold on.”
She disappeared from the room yet again, and Kaleb groaned.
“Fuck. She’s killing me.” Gage exhaled.
“No, shit. If she doesn’t get on with it, I’m going to take her over my knee and paddle her sweet little ass for torturing me.” Kaleb wasn’t kidding either.
Thankfully she was back within seconds carrying a small pillow that she placed on the floor at their feet.
What the fuck?
Picking up the whipped cream, she held one bottle in each hand, staring back at them like they were the ice cream.
Oh hell.
Zoey smiled.
“Like I was saying. I was craving ice cream, but since I’m all out, I figured this would be the next best thing.”
When her eyes darted to Kaleb’s cock, he sucked in a breath. And when she knelt between his legs, he was tempted to tear his arms from their bonds so he could grip her hair and drive his cock deep in her throat.
“Holy fuck! That’s cold.” Kaleb groaned as Zoey dripped chocolate syrup over the length of his cock.
She didn’t say anything, just smiled before her little pink tongue darted out and licked the throbbing head repeatedly, lapping up the chocolate before she drizzled another small amount.
“Mmmm...”
The vibrations shot up through his cock while the heat from her mouth counteracted the cold chocolate, and Kaleb knew he was up against the greatest test of his patience and willpower.
But then she was gone. Switching, Zoey moved over to Gage and took the whipped cream and applied a small amount to the head of his cock. Kaleb watched in utter fascination as she licked him clean.
Zoey repeated this action two more times on each of them, using the chocolate on one, the whipped cream on the other and getting more aggressive with her sucking each time. Kaleb tried to thrust into her mouth, but with his hands tied, he couldn’t pull her forward each time she pulled back.
What she did next had Kaleb damn near screaming in pleasure.
Using the chocolate syrup, Zoey dripped some into her palm, then swiped her index finger through the chocolate, coating it and then tracing his balls with her cool finger before she licked every last drop off of him.
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