“I have a very busy week. I’ll be all over the place.”
“Not just in Charlesburgh and Cambridge?” Tazer asked her.
“No. Since doing the calendar I picked up a few more jobs. I have jobs every day this week and next Saturday a runway show at the Colonial Mall in Charlesburgh. It’s going to be all day and exhausting. I’ll need to sleep all day Sunday to recover,” she said and smiled. He could tell she enjoyed the modeling work and it made him feel guilty and bad for hating the fact that she modeled.
“What types of things will you be modeling?” Parker asked her.
She looked at them and then swallowed hard after looking at Lynch. He squinted his eyes at her.
“No bikinis, right?” he asked.
She looked away. “Well, actually, I have to for a couple of these shoots this week.”
His brothers all stared at her and she quickly continued talking. Well, rambling in an obvious nervous state.
“I never felt comfortable posing in bathing suits or exposing my body like that but it kind of comes with the territory. My boss, and Ken, the photographer, know my limitations and they’ve been working with me to overcome those reservations.”
“Of course they have,” Tazer said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“Is that what the contracts were about, and the notes with the pictures on certain pages on that table in your living room?” Burker asked. Her eyes widened and then she looked upset.
“You snooped through my things while I was showering?” she asked.
Lynch focused on the showering part a moment but then Burker began to explain about the items being in plain sight and he didn’t think she would have cared that he looked. He complimented her on the pictures of her he saw.
“Those negatives of different shots with you on the balcony were gorgeous. You really have a talent with the camera, Eliza Grace,” Burker said to her.
“Yeah, we couldn’t help but to keep looking,” Parker added.
She pursed her lips and then seemed to think about what they were saying.
“We didn’t mean to upset you. We just want to know everything about you and to be here for you if you need any help or maybe some feedback in possible decisions coming up for you to make,” Burker added.
“You saw the contracts and the catalogue and sticky tabs about the lingerie they want me to pose in, didn’t you?” she asked.
“Lingerie?” Lynch whispered through clenched teeth.
“Whoa. Let’s back this up here. Explain to those of us who did not see these pictures and contracts,” Tazer said, taking over as usual to organize this conversation as the leader.
“I haven’t made my final decision yet. I have a meeting on Friday with Clarissa and this big shot from Charleston who owns a very large lingerie business. It’s classy, upscale and very prestigious. It’s geared toward the very wealthy clientele and Clarissa said the man who owns the business is very particular about the models he has posing for his designs. I supposedly fit the profile so well that he’s ready to offer a large sum of money to contract me out.”
“Money to show off your…assets?” Lynch said, eyeing over her breasts.
She took a deep breath and released it.
“I haven’t decided what to do. I think after I meet with him and Clarissa I’ll get a gut feeling of what it might be like. He also offered a tour of his place.”
“His place?” Tazer asked angrily.
“His boutique and the setup for the private runway show he does next month.”
“Fuck,” Burker said and ran his fingers through his hair.
She looked at him.
“I haven’t decided yet.”
“Can I remove these plates or are you still working on your meals?” the waiter asked as he interrupted the conversation.
Lynch watched as Eliza Grace said she was finished and needed to use the ladies’ room.
“We’re done and we’ll take the check,” Tazer said to the waiter. He nodded and began to clear the plates. Lynch and his brothers watched Eliza Grace stand up and Tazer had to get up so she could leave the table. Lynch saw the waiter look at her too. It bothered him. But then he watched her make her way through the restaurant and past the bar and saw the attention she drew.
“I’ll wait for her by the hallway,” Lynch said and stood up, throwing his napkin down on the table.
“We’ll get the SUV’s started,” Burker said.
“Meet us at the house,” Tazer said to Parker and Burker.
“We’re taking her there now?” Burker asked.
“Yes. She needs to get comfortable being alone with us. Lynch and I will take her in our SUV. We’ll be there in a few minutes,” he said then paid the bill. Lynch heard Tazer tell them and he hurried to meet Eliza Grace.
* * * *
Eliza grabbed onto the sink in the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed, her nipples so freaking hard they pushed against the tight top she wore. It was a classy, pretty outfit that was totally her style. She fell in love with it after one of the shoots and the designer. Since then she bought several of her outfits and noticed that a few of the lingerie designs mimicked the same style.
She stood up and washed her hands, dried them and then looked at herself in the small full-length mirror. She felt she looked pretty, not sexy or provocative. But the Hayes brothers looked at her like they could eat her up with their eyes. Lynch especially was so dark and mysterious, hard, maybe angry and indescribable. It made her so freaking nervous. My God, she was shaking, yet her pussy felt swollen and needy. She wanted to feel them touching her everywhere. She wanted to let go and trust them and let them do whatever they wanted to do with her and it was scary. But it was also appealing. Could she let go and be intimate with them?
Were they the right men to give her virginity to? Would they respect that she was a virgin or would they think she was even more immature because she was?
They were being so protective and asking so many questions. She knew she needed to come clean. To tell them about Luther’s and about college and her stupid bucket list. Tonight she needed to.
She took a deep breath and prepared herself for what came next. But as she exited the bathroom and saw Lynch standing there looking so big, so sexy and firm, she faltered and stopped where she was.
“Ready?” he asked firmly, nearly in a barking tone.
As she went to nod he took her hand and pulled her along. She hurried with him, trying not to trip as she kept up with his long strides.
“Where are the others?” she asked, her voice cracking. His abruptness was arousing her more and as he got to the big black SUV and opened the back door she saw Tazer behind the wheel.
Before she could step up onto the side step to get in, Lynch lifted her up and placed her onto the seat.
He slammed the door closed, his heavy thick thigh hit hers and she went to slide over but he reached over and lifted her onto his lap.
“Oh. Lynch,” she squealed, shocked at his move.
“I can’t take it any longer. Not the looks from other men, not talking about you posing in bikinis or lingerie. I want you all to myself. I want you period,” he said and kissed her deeply.
She felt the SUV speed up and make some fast turns.
Lynch explored her mouth with his tongue and then spread his thighs so she fell between them. Her legs widened and he moved his hand up between them, shocking her. She was on fire despite the taste of beer on his breath and the flash of a reminder of college and when she was attacked and how that smell of beer consumed her nostrils as the multiple hands touched her, lips forcibly kissed her and nails scraped her skin as they ripped her clothing.
When she felt Lynch’s fingers graze her panties she pulled from his mouth and tried sitting up.
“Lynch, wait,” she said and he hugged her to him.
“I’m sorry. God, I’m sorry if I scared you. I just want you so badly, baby. I can’t stand to think of you with any
one else but me and my brothers. You’re so beautiful,” he said and kissed her again and hugged her.
She knew she wasn’t afraid of him. She was letting the fear from her past get in the way.
He released her lips and she lifted up. He eased her upward, helping her. He looked sad, embarrassed maybe and he began to move her to the seat next to him.
“No. Like this,” she said and grabbed onto his shoulders and straddled his waist. He massaged her skirt upward so she could sit and she held onto his shoulders and stared him in the eyes.
She took a few unsteady breaths.
“You and your brothers wanted to know why I kept away from you guys. Why I couldn’t accept your guardianship or to get this close to you and just let go?”
“Yes,” he said.
“Yes,” Tazer mimicked from the front seat.
She hadn’t forgotten he was there. She was fine with that. With knowing he drove while his brother seduced her. It added to the thrill of it all.
“I assumed that Kenneth told you about what happened to me in college. But it’s obvious he didn’t. That he respected my wishes to keep it quiet.”
She felt the tears fill her eyes. He reached up and cupped her one cheek and squinted at her.
“Tell us,” he whispered.
She swallowed.
“I was attacked, at a party. Five drunk college guys dragged me into a room and planned on gang raping me.”
“What?”
She saw the instant show of anger on his face. The way he bit the inside of his cheek and the way his hands felt more snug against her.
He swallowed hard. She heard him and watched him stutter to ask the next question.
She shook her head.
“They weren’t successful.”
She felt the SUV stop. She heard the engine stop and then a moment later the side door opened. Tazer leaned over the doorframe.
“This is why you finished college online? Why you moved to that apartment just last year and had been living with your dad up until last year?” Tazer asked.
“I wasn’t quite ready to live alone.”
“What’s going on?” Parker asked.
“Let’s go inside and talk,” Lynch said to her and she nodded her head and went to move but he squeezed her against him.
He slid along the seat and they got out. She felt the warm summer air against her ass and knew her skirt was lifted to her waist as he carried her inside of their house. She hugged him tight, found comfort in his size and his strength as his brothers followed them. She couldn’t believe she was in their home, and as her eyes absorbed the size of the upscale mansion she was in awe.
“Oh God, this is huge,” she said to them.
“Welcome to our home, Eliza Grace,” Tazer said as he leaned against her back, moved her hair away from her neck and kissed her skin. She closed her eyes and relished in the feel of being sandwiched between these two large men, and then she felt Tazer’s palms caress along her hips. His fingers curled around her thin panties as he squeezed her hips. She could sense how large his hands were against her hips and ass and it made her part her lips and shiver.
She wanted more, but then she felt him release his hold and then Lynch carried her into their large living room.
He sat down on the couch. It was leather in a light beige color. There were lots of masculine colored pillows and even a stone fireplace done up with rustic décor. A copper pot, a set of copper fireplace tools and various types of ornate pottery she was surprised to see. They had bold colors and brought out the deep burgundy in the curtains against the windows and the floral arrangement in the center of the coffee table. It looked like something that came from a magazine, and she had a feeling they had a personal designer create the style they wanted.
Lynch cupped her cheek and jaw with one hand. Even that move stimulated her senses and intimidated her at the same time.
“Tell us about your fears and about this attempted gang rape in college.”
“What?” Burker asked and she didn’t turn to look at him. Instead she repeated what she started to say in the SUV and then explained the rest.
“It was a large house party at one of the sorority houses. Everyone had been drinking a lot and my friends and I arrived late. There was this group of guys who were being rowdy and trying to get me to talk with them and drink with them. I refused. But when I went to use the bathroom and some friends waited down the hallway, there was all this chaos going on in the rooms and people were cheering for this hockey team that just arrived after winning a huge game and two of the guys grabbed me.” She swallowed hard and felt the tears emerge. She needed to tell them so they would understand her fears and help her get through this.
Lynch caressed her thighs and held her gaze.
“What happened next?” he asked.
“They were drunk. They were chanting for this one guy to make a move and I tried to run back toward the door but he grabbed me and kissed me. His breath smelled like beer and his hands were all over me. I was trying to fight him off when I felt my skirt being ripped and hands moving under it and to my panties. I freaked out and pulled from them and kicked the one guy in the groin.”
“Good girl,” Burker said from behind her.
“The other came at me and struck me hard. I went flying. They were a lot bigger than me. There were five of them against me, but I just kept screaming for help and swinging my arms. They ripped my blouse, grabbed at me, touching me everywhere and I reached for whatever I could grab and struck the other guy with a lamp. Luckily my friends who were waiting on me heard my screams as well as things crashing and guys yelling and carrying on. They grabbed other guy friends and knocked down the door to stop them just as one of the guys lifted me up and tackled me to the couch.”
“Jesus,” Parker said.
“I was so scared, Lynch. I still have nightmares about it.”
He rubbed her arms. “Still? You haven’t seen anyone to talk to them about it?”
She shook her head. “It’s gotten better, except recently,” she said and lowered her eyes.
He cupped her cheeks and tilted her head up toward him. Tazer sat on the couch next to them and Parker and Burker stood behind the couch facing her.
“Why recently? Has someone been bothering you? Did something happen and some guys try to hurt you?” Parker asked.
She swallowed hard.
“Nothing I couldn’t handle or that didn’t turn out fine. It’s not what I mean. It’s the intimacy thing. It’s letting my guard down to let a man…men, close,” she said and looked at each of them then back at Lynch.
“We caused you to have nightmares about the attack to resurface?” Parker asked.
She shook her head. The tear escaped from her eye and she wiped it away.
“Wanting to be close to the four of you, to accept your guardianship, your beds, scares the hell out of me.”
Lynch squinted his eyes at her and she quickly continued. She needed to be honest and do it fast.
“The only thing I know about sex is violence. That guys want to possess your body and take from you then get off on it and carry on like a bunch of cavemen. That once they have sex with you they lose respect for you, but it’s so major to a woman to have sex with a man. To give up her virginity and to let go like that and trust in that way. Now throw in multiple men and do the chances increase that the relationship will fail? That the men will take her for granted or think of her as a sexual item and not as a human being with feelings and emotions and a need to feel loved and cared for, like part of those men she shared her body with? I don’t know. I don’t have anything to go by but my fears.”
“Wait a minute. Slow down, you’re confusing me,” Lynch said to her, but then Tazer reached up and cupped her cheek.
“You’ve never had sex before, have you, Eliza Grace?”
Lynch’s hands firmed on her hips.
The tears fell from her eyes.
“Never wanted to.” She swallowed. “Until now,�
�� she added.
“Oh baby. My God,” Lynch whispered and hugged her to him.
* * * *
Tazer looked at Parker and Burker as they stared in shock but also with love and care for Eliza Grace. They each touched her. Tazer caressed her back, Parker gently caressed her hair and Burker ran his hands along her arm, soothing her.
When she pulled back she looked at each of them.
“I hope you don’t think I’m immature, or silly for waiting.”
“Not at all. It’s special and you were right to hold back and wait for the right man,” Lynch said to her.
She shook her head.
Tazer felt his heart pounding inside of her chest. If she wasn’t ready for them to love her and claim her then they had to respect that.
“The right men. I want to share it with the four of you. I trust you. I feel safe and secure in your arms and I know you respect me. I know there are things to work out and that you’re not happy about me being a model.”
“No, baby, it’s not that we’re not happy. We’re jealous. Plain and simple,” Tazer said to her.
She reached out and cupped his cheek. “Don’t be jealous, Tazer. I don’t want any other men but you and your brothers.” She slowly leaned closer and pressed her lips to his.
Tazer pulled her up from Lynch’s lap and then stood up. She continued to kiss him, wrap her arms around his neck and shoulder. He ran his hands along her thighs to her ass, lifting her body up against him so she had to straddle his hips.
She pulled from his lips and kissed his neck, then ran her hand into the opening of his button down shirt and over his shoulder.
“We can take our time, Eliza Grace. There’s no need to rush making love to us. We understand your fears now,” he told her. She shook her head and pulled back.
“I know you would do that for me. You would wait, and suffer. I don’t want to do that to you guys. Besides, I know I’m ready. I’m here with you now, aren’t I? I told you about college and my fears.” She leaned down and kissed his neck.
“Show me how to make love? How to please the four of you,” she whispered then continued to kiss his neck.
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