“Oh, God, baby.” Kaleb groaned. “Don’t fucking stop.” It was a demand, but he knew she wouldn’t heed it worth a damn. No, she was in control, but he had to try. “Suck my balls into your mouth. All the way. Oh, fuck. That’s it.”
He fisted his hands at his back and sucked in a breath while Zoey rolled his balls in her mouth, her mischievous tongue tormenting him.
Zoey left him, his balls literally aching while she teased and tortured Gage. His friend’s groans filled the air, proving Zoey was getting to him as much as she was Kaleb. This was one of those times when Kaleb questioned the idea of a threesome.
“I think I’m finished with dessert.” Zoey grinned as she stood up, making a point to flash them both. Kaleb bit his tongue.
“Untie me.” Kaleb demanded, instinct causing him to pull at the bonds. “It’s my turn for dessert.”
That seductive little grin of hers damn near had him bolting up from the chair. Although he could’ve easily gotten out of the flimsy knot she used on the scarf tying him down, Kaleb was trying to give her her moment.
Only because it was about to come to an end.
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Zoey walked around behind them ever so slowly, then untied the scarves holding their hands to the chair. The second they were free, she giggled and ran, and Kaleb, in all of his naked glory, took off after her. She hadn’t made it far before her feet left the ground, Kaleb’s arms coming around her, pulling her against him. She was out of breath from laughing, but the instant his body touched hers, a flame ignited in her core.
Yes, she had teased them.
Yes, she had enjoyed it. Immensely.
And yes, maybe secretly she hoped there would be a little retribution on their part.
As Kaleb buried his face in the crook of her neck, his teeth nipping that sensitive spot that had a direct link to her clit, Zoey moaned. She loved when he did that.
But then Gage was there, and as Kaleb held her suspended above the ground, his warm mouth latched onto one of her nipples and she gripped his head, holding him to her as though he would disappear before she could experience the thrilling sensations his mouth inflicted.
Zoey was startled back from the overwhelming intensity when Kaleb began carrying her through the living room to her bedroom. Once there, he deposited her on the bed, tossing her mind you, making her laugh once again. Now sprawled across the bed sideways, Gage moved around to the side where her head was while Kaleb spread her legs and eased between them.
She wasn’t sure when she’d come to crave this, but there was certainly something to be said about two men dousing her with attention. Especially this kind of attention.
Standing above her, Gage took her hands and pulled them above her head, securing them with his knees against the side of the mattress.
“Tell me if I’m hurting you.” He whispered as he leaned over, once again sucking one painfully hard nipple into his mouth. He wasn’t gentle with her either, but that was entirely ok because she didn’t want gentle. She wanted fast and dirty, forceful and fulfilling, anything to help ease the ache between her thighs.
With Gage’s body over hers, she couldn’t see what Kaleb was doing, but the instant his tongue lashed through her slit, she knew his intentions, and she instinctively thrust her hips up toward his mouth. His large, warm hands came to rest on her thighs, holding her down on the mattress as he began tormenting her the same way she had him.
So sweet.So good. She wasn’t sure she would be able to hold her orgasm back as two mouths tickled her flesh, sucking and nipping and pushing her closer and closer to that razor sharp edge.
She opened her eyes, spotting Gage’s iron hard erection directly above her and found that if she tilted her head, she could graze the engorged crest with her tongue. His moan was instantaneous, and she felt the vibration through her nipple and straight to where Kaleb was currently flicking his tongue.
She moaned again, tipping her head a little more before sucking Gage fully into her mouth. His cock was satiny smooth, and granite hard, and the smell of musky man filled her senses, increasing the hunger that had never been sated by food.
When his hips began thrusting, his cock tunneling through her mouth, Zoey had to focus on not gagging, especially at this angle. But his beautiful cock was long and thick, filling her mouth. Then his knees released her hands as he knelt on the bed, straddling her head, but he easily trapped her arms between his legs and her head, hanging over the edge of the bed. She couldn’t adjust the angle, and he apparently knew that when he began fucking her mouth insistently, pulling out altogether before sliding back between her lips, groaning out his pleasure as he did.
As she continued to focus on sucking his steely shaft, there was movement between her legs and suddenly she was filled to overflowing. One cock filling her mouth while another filled her pussy, both men ramming into her until her body was a jumble of tingles and overstimulated nerve endings.
Kaleb lifted her legs, holding them out to the side as he pummeled her pussy over and over, faster and harder until she was unable to stop the tremors that had started only moments before. Fighting to keep from biting down because she was trapped beneath Gage, Zoey tilted her head, allowing Gage to thrust as far as he could until groans erupted in the room.
Theirs and hers.
Her pussy spasmed around the huge intrusion, gripping Kaleb’s cock as his fingers dug into her calves where he held her legs, and her orgasm erupted at the same time they both let go.
Gage filled her mouth, slowing his movements while lifting his upper body to keep from crushing her as he held the base of his cock.
Before she tumbled back to earth, she was being pulled and turned; Kaleb’s sexy, familiar scent once again comforting her as his arms came around her, holding her close.
Heaven.
The man had somehow figured out how to rock her world in every way imaginable, all the while, Zoey knew she was falling way too fast for this man.
Way too fast.
Chapter Sixteen
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“Zoey!”
Zoey set the clean plate down on the counter, turned off the water and headed to the living room where her father was. She cocked her eyebrows at him, seeing him sitting in the chair, a smile tipping his lips.
“What’s up, Dad?”
“Sit with me.”
Ok.
It wasn’t very often that her father asked her to join him, but when he did, she knew it wasn’t so they could watch television together. He knew how very little interest she had in the Old West reruns he enjoyed so much.
Curious as to what it was he wanted to talk about, Zoey set the dish towel she used to dry her hands on the arm of the couch and sat down close to his chair.
“I’ve been thinking about the offer from the Walker boys.”
Well, that was a good thing, Zoey thought to herself. She’d been thinking about it too. Although she and Kaleb hadn’t talked about it after that one day when she walked in on the conversation, Zoey had wanted to ask both her father and Kaleb whether they had come to a decision.
For Zoey, it was a no-brainer and yes, that made her feel both selfish and as though she might be disregarding what her family had worked so hard to build. The Stranford land had been in the family for generations, however, the hard times that had fallen on her father in recent months were slowly taking their toll on him. And her.
She didn’t know what the offer was exactly, and she hadn’t bothered to ask her father, although she felt she deserved some more information. It was still his decision to make, and she decided she would support him either way. If he wanted to hold on to the land, Zoey would make sure they worked on getting it back to its former glory and making money again. Or, if he chose to sell it, she would ensure the money was used to take care of her father as it should.
“Have you made a decision, Dad?” She asked when he didn’t say more.
“I have.” He turned his navy blue eyes on her; the same eyes she saw every
day when she looked in the mirror.
“And what did you decide?”
“Honey, I don’t want you to be mad at me, and I don’t want you to think you don’t have a say in this because you do.”
“Dad –” Zoey tried to tell him that it wasn’t her decision to make, but he silenced her with a wave of his hand.
“This land has been in my family for an awful long time, and those before me fell on hard times too, but somehow they managed to get through it.
“Now, I might not have told you this, but it has always been my plan to give you the land and let you choose what to do with it.”
Zoey didn’t speak, she let her father talk, but her brain began pondering what he was trying to tell her. She didn’t want to make this decision. She absolutely didn’t.
This would be something that could come between her and Kaleb, and despite the relationship, for lack of a better word, that had developed between them, Zoey knew their friendship alone might not survive this type of complication.
“I’ve met with my lawyer.” Carl said, looking both sad and relieved. “And as of yesterday, this land no longer belongs to me.”
Zoey held her breath, waiting to hear that her father had actually accepted Kaleb’s offer and the Walker’s now owned the one hundred acres they had been pursuing.
“I didn’t accept Kaleb’s offer, honey.”
Her heart dropped, and her stomach churned.
“All of the land including both houses now belongs to you. I didn’t do this to make it hard on you, but I felt as though, in my current situation, you would be the one to make the best decision.”
Zoey wasn’t so sure about that.
She knew what her father was referring to. Over the course of the last few months, his memory had been failing him significantly. And she knew her father was only trying to protect them both by transferring everything over to her, but that meant she was now responsible for his financial hardship. Not that she hadn’t been before, but it was quite different now.
“Dad, I don’t –” This time Zoey stopped herself. She didn’t want to burden her father, especially not in his current condition. If this was a decision she had to make, then she would.
“Do you have any concerns?” She asked.
“It’s not going to be easy either way. They have caught us between a rock and a hard place, and I hate that I had to put all of this on you, but Zoey, this is your birth right. And if you want a monstrosity of a resort in your backyard, then that’s your decision. I support whatever you choose to do.”
Oh Lord. When he put it that way...
Two hours later, Zoey was pulling down the long dirt drive toward the office building of Walker Demolition. She had called Kaleb and asked that he and his brother’s meet with her to talk about the land. She didn’t bother telling him that her father had signed it all over to her because quite frankly, she didn’t want to deal with that right now.
What she did want was to know what their plans were. How it would affect her home, her father’s home and the rest of the town. Until today, she found herself supporting Travis’ idea, but selfishly that had been because she didn’t want to lose her home. If she sold the land to the Walker’s she would be able to pay off the house and there wouldn’t be any chance that her father would lose his home.
What that meant for her community was another story. This resort, as they referred to it, was going to draw in all sorts of people. And she felt she deserved to know more.
Parking her truck, she shut off the engine at the same time Kaleb descended the stairs from the back door of the office. Her eyes were glued to him as he approached. Just like always, even before they started up this little rendezvous of theirs, her heart did a little happy dance the moment she laid eyes on him. He was beautiful. With his white button down shirt, those tight Wranglers accentuating his thick legs and his delicious butt, Zoey found her hormones coming to life yet again.
She couldn’t afford to be led by her hormones anymore. Especially not today.
“Hey.” He greeted as he opened her door. “You all right?”
No. No, she wasn’t.
“Are Travis and Sawyer here?” She asked as she slid down from the driver’s seat and stood before Kaleb. He was standing so close she could smell that musky, mouthwatering scent of his cologne, the same kind she bought him for Christmas one year.
“They are.” He stated, sounding unsure of himself. “What’s going on?”
Zoey met his gaze and saw the concern in his eyes, and she knew he’d see the same in hers.
“Let’s go inside, please.” She couldn’t do this here. Not with Kaleb. She had a better chance of standing up against all three of them than she did Kaleb alone. Her heart wanted to give this man anything he wanted, even if it wasn’t in her best interest. And that was something she couldn’t chance with the biggest decision of her life thus far.
Taking her hand, Kaleb walked alongside her, glancing down a time or two, but Zoey kept her eyes trained on the building. This was hard enough as it was, and looking at him only made it that much harder.
“Hey, Zoey.” Sawyer greeted as soon as she stepped through the door. The man was up and out of his chair, immediately pulling her against him. Zoey steeled herself, hugging him back and soaking in his warmth. That was what she got for befriending the Walker’s. They were a very sweet bunch, not to mention, devilishly handsome.
“Hey.” She replied when he pulled back. She noticed Travis sitting in a chair, a cup of coffee in his hand, staring back at her.
“Travis.”
“Hey, Zoe.” He said, using the shortened version of her name as he always did. Travis was the only one of the Walker’s that felt like a brother to her. He was considerably older, and she hadn’t gone to school with him, which meant she didn’t know him nearly as well either.
“Afternoon.” She said when she found her voice. “Thanks for agreeing to meet with me.”
He nodded his head, sipping from his coffee mug but never taking his eyes off of her. “What can we do you for?”
She released Kaleb’s hand, trying to find the nerve she lost somewhere between her house and their office. She knew she had to do this, but she suddenly wished she wouldn’t have jumped to do it so quickly. Although time obviously wasn’t on her side because she spoke with the bank just before coming over, and her days to come up with a solution were definitely numbered.
“I’d like to see the plans for the resort.” She told them, glancing between Sawyer and Travis, but avoiding Kaleb’s gaze. She could feel him looking at her from where he stood near the coffeemaker.
“Yeah?” Travis asked, not sounding nearly as friendly as moments before. “What for?”
“Just show her the fucking plans.” Kaleb groaned, handing Zoey a fresh cup of coffee, which she took. “You can sit there.” He pointed to an empty seat near his desk.
The room was small and in it were three relatively large desks, one for each of the three oldest Walker brothers. She knew Braydon and Brendon preferred not to be in the office, so they didn’t need desks and Ethan and Zane had an office near the other shop where the vehicle maintenance was handled.
“Thanks.” She said to Kaleb, sitting in the chair and placing her cup on the desk. “I want to talk about the offer you made my father, and in order to do that, I need to see what the plans are for this resort.”
Travis didn’t look all that happy, but he opened his desk drawer and pulled out a cardboard tube which he placed in front of him. After popping off the end, he pulled out a set of rolled up papers before flattening them on his desk and setting a couple of items on each corner to hold them open.
“Well, come here.” Travis stated gruffly as he shot a look at her.
Zoey stood, then hesitantly approached the desk as if Travis were a coiled snake ready to strike. There in front of her was a jumble of lines on a grid. If she looked closer, she could see the architectural layout of what they obviously envisioned for the resort.
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The thing was undoubtedly a monstrosity as her father had said.
“How big is it?” She asked the obvious question.
“The plan is for four hundred thousand square feet in total, including five hundred guest rooms, shopping, dining, two clubs, and meeting rooms.”
Holy crap. “How many acres does it sit on?”
“Roughly one hundred acres.” Travis said.
“So why do you need so much land?” Zoey asked. She heard they purchased two hundred acres of adjoining land from two other ranchers in the area, so she wasn’t quite sure why they needed more.
Watching as Travis moved the page before showing her another. This one was more her style, and it nearly took her breath away. It looked like a computer design of what they envisioned the resort to look like from the outside. It encompassed their small Texas town by keeping to the rustic, natural theme. Not quite a log cabin, but it resembled one on the exterior, yet it seemed remarkably quaint, which Zoey thought was odd.
When Travis removed that image, replacing it with several others, she saw the design for the suites as well as some of the shopping and dining areas. Then, as she looked on, he revealed the obvious draw for the entire resort. Two massive, state of the art clubs. Not just any club either.
“Holy shit.” She whispered, her mind overwhelmed with images of the types of people this kind of place would draw to their innocent, unknowing little town.
“Before you freak out,” Sawyer said, his tone much sharper than moments before, “have a seat, and we’ll give you some of the details. It isn’t what you think it is.”
“I have eyes, Sawyer,” Zoey retorted, “I know what that is.”
“But you don’t know all of the details yet.” Kaleb chimed in, his posture no longer reflecting the laid back cowboy she was familiar with. He was leaning forward, his forearms resting on his desk and his eyes locked with hers.
With a deep breath, Zoey plopped down in her chair.
“We’ve acquired two hundred acres already, but I’m looking to have the entrance on the south side, for two main purposes.” Travis began, his eyes lighting up for the first time. “The south side will allow us to remain farther away from town, and it also offers a measure of privacy we wouldn’t have otherwise.”
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