Sons of Justice 12: Confident in Love (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  She needed to get her shit together. She didn’t look up, she focused on reclosing her legs and looking away from them. “It’s a great idea. You all have capabilities and talents that could surely teach the serious clients coming back for more.”

  “The serious clients?” Frankie asked, and leaned closer to her, placed his hands over hers and brought them to his lips. She looked up into his eyes.

  “Don’t feel jealous. We only have eyes for you. Nothing those women say or do would make us stray or even play along with them.”

  She opened her mouth to say something and then didn’t. Ben had cheated at the very end, when she refused to be his punching bag, and for him to tie her down. She imagined the many times she cuddled in the corner of the bedroom, whimpering for him to stop striking her, and begging for something bad to happen to him when he left so he could never return.

  “Avana?” Frankie said her name. She pulled her hands away from his and stood up.

  “We should walk around,” she said, and felt Woodrow and Cole’s hand go to her hip, and Frankie scooted closer and pulled her between his legs where he sat on the bench. Cole and Woodrow’s hands fell from her body and she felt the loss. She wanted to cry. She was feeling way too much. Too deep of an attraction to these men. It was like nothing she ever felt before. Frankie hugged her to him and she reacted. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and closed her eyes and squeezed. He squeezed her back, ran one palm along her upper back to under her hair and neck, and one went over her ass. It felt so good. So right.

  “That jealous feeling you have, that uncertainty that we could stray or not be serious and committed, is exactly how we feel watching men flirt with you, stare at you, wanting you,” he said, and she pulled back to look him in the eyes. She was shaking, and he squeezed her ass cheek as he squinted at her.

  “I’m scared, Frankie. Scared to get close, to trust all of you, to let my guard down. I think about how strong this connection is, the attraction and then …then.”

  “Then what?” Nathan asked and caressed her arm on one side.

  “Tell us,” Spade said on Frankie’s other side.

  She glanced at them then back into Frankie’s dark brown eyes. She whispered, “I think of him. Of how he controlled me by fear, by aggression, and I would cry, whimper in the corner of the bedroom after he took what he wanted then struck me, and I would wish that something bad would happen to him so he would never return. I wasn’t strong enough to leave or to fight back. The six of you are so much bigger and stronger, and capable, and I can’t help but to be afraid,” she admitted as a tear fell. Frankie had a scowl on his face, as the others all touched her, placing a hand on her thighs, her hips, her ass, and they were all connected. She covered her mouth with her hand.

  “Feel it?” Frankie asked. She nodded.

  “That’s real, not bullshit. We aren’t him,” Nathan said.

  “We sure as shit aren’t,” Spade said.

  “We would never, ever hurt you, physically or emotionally,” Cole said from behind her. She glanced at him, at Nathan, Spade, then to Woodrow and Bronco, too.

  “You have every right to be afraid because of your experience with him,” Bronco said to her.

  “There are evil men out there that do evil things. We will protect you, Avana. We want to be your men, and you be our woman. We’re ready to make that commitment and hope you can let down your guard enough to let us in. I know I want you as my woman,” Woodrow said to her and winked.

  She smiled softly.

  “I’m so attracted to each of you. You need to know that, so that when I freak out and pull back, it’s because of my fears, of the memories of the things that were done to me. You need to know that there was more,” she said to them.

  “More?” Frankie asked.

  She swallowed hard and looked at him. She reached up and caressed his cheek. He closed his eyes a moment and she realized how much of an effect she had on him. Her touch alone did to them what their touches did to her. This wasn’t bullshit. She reached out and cupped Nathan’s cheek, who sat right next to Frankie and she caressed his lower lip with her thumb.

  “One night, Ben went crazy. He had cheated on me. I knew he had, and he confirmed it. I told him to get out. To leave or I would call the police. Without getting into details, things went badly, and he didn’t comply. He was at his worst, and well, I wound up in the hospital.”

  “What?” Spade asked. She pulled her hands back and stood there between all of them. She looked at them and then her nose got all clogged up and her eyes filled with tears.

  “I wanted to die,” she said, and sniffled. Frankie hugged her tight and she blurted out everything. About how he attacked her, threatened her, and then stalked her for months.

  “I lived in constant fear that he would show up and grab me, attack me, or kill me. He was obsessed.” She cried and she heard them curse, and then felt their hands caressing her. She pulled back.

  “I know, deep down I know that the six of you would never hurt me like that, but I’m still so scared to let down my guard. To feel anything again, to give all of me, all my love to another man. He was my first and my only. I never let another man in my heart or in my bed,” she admitted.

  Frankie cupped her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, baby. We don’t want to do anything that would upset you, or make you think of him.”

  “No. No, it’s like I said, it’s my own mind, my own fears that are going to get in the way here.”

  “They don’t have to get in the way. If you talk to us, share them with us, we can help you get through this because we aren’t here to hurt you, Avana. We want to protect you, and to have you as our woman,” Nathan said to her as he reached up and held her neck and ear, stroking along her earlobe.

  “I think…no, I know I want to try. I want to feel more of what you make me feel.”

  “Which is what, exactly?” Bronco asked, standing up, his hands on her hips and his lips against her neck. She closed her eyes.

  “Protected, aroused, cared for,” she said as Bronco tilted her face toward him and kissed her on the lips. It was soft, tender, but so very powerful, and she knew in that moment that she was going to do this. She was going to give them a chance and see what happened, and boy did it scare her, but their kisses, their touches were way more powerful indeed.

  * * * *

  “Damn, every place is super crowded. They said it’s a two hour wait time for a table for us,” Nathan said, coming out of the BBQ place they planned on eating at.

  Woodrow had his arm around Avana’s waist as she leaned back against him where he sat on the stone wall in front of the restaurant.

  “I think they’re all going to have the same wait times. A lot of people are attending the car show,” Frankie said to them.

  “Well, it is pretty impressive. I think Avana fell in love with that little yellow Volkswagen Beetle,” Spade teased her. She smiled and leaned back against Woodrow. She felt so petite and feminine in his arms, and her body was exquisite, he could feel the large swell of her breasts against the inner bend of his elbow as he held her. He kissed her neck and she giggled and pulled away.

  “You’re tickling me!” she exclaimed, and he pulled her back as she turned around to face him.

  Woodrow smiled down into her gorgeous brown eyes. “I can’t help it, with your neck exposed, you’re asking for it,” he said to her.

  “Hmm, I think you’re just hungry. We spent a lot of time talking.”

  “Which we all didn’t mind one bit,” Cole said, and pressed up against her back and kissed her neck. She tilted her head to the side and smiled.

  “I say we hit the supermarket, grab some steaks and stuff for dinner, then cook it ourselves back at the house. We won’t have to deal with a noisy restaurant and we can talk some more,” Nathan suggested.

  “I’m game,” Cole said.

  “Me, too, I would much rather focus all my attention on Avana then glancing around a crowded restaurant,” Woodrow said.<
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  “What do you mean glancing around a crowded restaurant?” she asked.

  “A military thing, always on guard, and crowds make us nervous. Put us on edge and we’re always looking around waiting for something to happen,” he told her.

  “Oh, so that’s why you all keep looking around as we were walking and talking.”

  “We were paying attention to you though,” Spade said.

  She stepped back. “I know you were, and you definitely are all good kissers.”

  Spade grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. His hand went to her ass and the other to her cheek and neck. Woodrow smiled as Spade stared down into her eyes and then kissed her. When he released her lips, her eyes remained closed a moment and then she fanned herself.

  “I’m not sure going back to your place is such a good idea on our first date,” she said, and stepped back, fixed her dress, and then worried her bottom lip.

  Nathan pressed up behind her, with his arm around her waist. “We won’t bite. We won’t go too far. You’re in control, remember that.”

  She chuckled and leaned to the left so she could look up at him. He dipped her, and she grabbed onto his shirt in a death grip and gasped. “Me in control around the six of you? I don’t think so.”

  Nathan stared at her lips and held her in a dip position. “Maybe being out of control will be exactly what we all need and want.” He pressed his lips to hers and she reached up and grabbed onto the back of his head and neck. It looked sexy, arousing, and Woodrow had a feeling things were going to get pretty damn serious at their house with Avana. He wouldn’t mind exploring that sexy body one bit at all.

  Nathan released her lips and hugged her, then lifted her upright.

  “Let’s head to the store,” Nathan said.

  “Oh wait, I have my car here.”

  “I’ll go with Avana in her car, and we’ll follow you guys in the two trucks to the store,” Spade said, and they all agreed and headed out.

  * * * *

  “Where is Avana?” Austin asked Gail when he showed up at the car show.

  “Oh, she worked all morning and until four o’clock. Dennis and Keith didn’t show up at all,” Gail said in annoyance.

  Austin looked angry and she hoped he wasn’t going to actually give a hard time because Avana wasn’t still here. She worked the longest hours.

  “Well did you get any new leads or signups for appointments?” he asked Gail.

  “I got a few, but Avana got plenty. Of course the guys who signed up probably just want to go out with Avana,” she said to him.

  “What do you mean?” he asked.

  She lifted up the garbage pail. “Well, these are all guys’ numbers who flirted with her, and in the raffle, I’m sure are some, too, then of course she scheduled several consultations on Monday at the office. She’s really good at sales and talking about numbers off her head. She got several families interested in changing over if the numbers are better.”

  Austin nodded his head, but he looked pissed off, and then his gaze went over Gail’s body and she felt it. She was confused. She thought maybe Austin liked Avana because she was petite, had a great body, and was always in charge. He was sort of scary at times.

  “And no one flirted with you?” he asked.

  Her cheeks blushed. “Not really.”

  He leaned next to her and gave her a tap to her hip with his. “Idiots, you’re beautiful, Gail. Don’t know why Keith doesn’t ask you out, but then again, he’s a player and you deserve respect,” Austin said to her.

  It surprised her.

  “Keith?” she asked, trying to act dumb. God, had she made it obvious that she was hung up on Keith, one of the guys who owned another office that was part of the company branch?

  “Sometimes it’s the people you least expect that can give you the attention and care you deserve,” he said, and she gulped as she stared up into his very dark eyes.

  Something inside of her responded to his words, and to those eyes. Was Austin flirting with her? She shyly lowered her eyes. “Thanks, Austin.”

  “Let’s give this a little while longer then wrap things up. Do you have plans for dinner?” he asked her.

  “Uhm, no, not really.”

  “Well then, I’ll stick around here, and then we can pack this up together and grab something, but out of town. The restaurants are so crowded, the lines are out the door and down the sidewalks.”

  “Oh my, really? Okay, if you’re sure you want to. You always seem to disappear as soon as work is over, and I never see you out at the clubs or anywhere local,” she said to him, taking in the sight of his muscular chest, the way the shirt he wore today clung tighter, revealing more of his trim, martial artists physique. Holy God, this would be crazy if she started dating Austin. Avana was going to be shocked, never mind all the other employees. Although some of the women talked about his body and his commanding tone. A disciplinary maybe? In the bedroom, too? She wondered, and her cheeks felt flushed.

  He placed his palm against her back and gently stroked her hip. She turned to look up to him and he gave her a wink.

  “Screw this, let’s wrap things up and go have some fun,” he said.

  She smiled wide. “Really?”

  “Yes.”

  Chapter Four

  They were laughing and enjoying cooking together after food shopping together at the market.

  “I can’t believe you bought so many sweets, Spade,” Avana said to him, looking at the counter where cookies and chocolate sat that he put into the cart. She was leaning against the counter by the sink. They finished cleaning up after cooking and eating together. The conversation flowed so nicely, and the atmosphere now changed. She was ready to fool around, and they were ready, too, but her fears had her making up continued conversation until Nathan took her hand. “Come on, let’s sit in the living room.”

  She stopped him before they sat down, ran her palms up his chest, stood up on tiptoes, and he bent slightly so she could kiss him. He scooped her up with one arm and she straddled his waist and pulled from his mouth and kissed his neck. He carried her straight through the living room and then up the stairs. Her heart was racing.

  “Nathan?” she questioned him.

  “Nice and slow, and also comfortable for you,” he said, and then lowered her down to the bed as the others walked into the large bedroom. He slid over her, his thick, hard thigh between her thighs and he kissed her tenderly. She felt his palm smooth along her thigh, then up under her skirt, pressing it to her hips. He pulled away from her mouth.

  “A little exploring. As much as you’re comfortable with,” he said to her as Frankie climbed up onto the bed, wearing only his jeans and no shirt. She reached out and placed her palm against his chest.

  She licked her lips.

  “I only want you touching my body. Exploring my body,” he said to her, and then pressed lower to kiss her lips. Nathan started to pull down her panties and she moaned into Frankie’s mouth. When he released her lips and shifted, so did Nathan, now laying on her to her side, but stroking her pussy lips.

  “Nathan,” she whispered.

  “You’re so feminine and sweet, and your pussy hot and wet. You want this. You’re ready for us,” he said to her, and kissed her bare shoulder.

  Then she felt the palms slide up her legs and spreading her. She looked down to see Woodrow, and he too had no shirt on. He was filled with muscles, as well, had more of a martial artist body than a bodybuilder like Bronco, Nathan, and Cole, but his shoulders were wide. So much so that she spread her legs over them as Nathan and Frankie placed their hands behind her knees, restraining her. She inhaled sharply and lifted up. Woodrow held her gaze and then looked down at her cunt. He licked his lips. “Easy, sweetie. We want to taste you, sweetie, and you need to get used to the six of us together. To bring you pleasure together,” he said to her.

  Her thighs began to shake.

  “Slow, Woodrow,” Frankie whispered, and then kissed her bare shoulder.


  “I want to. I don’t know why I’m shaking,” she said, voice quivering and tears in her eyes.

  Nathan tilted her chin up toward him. “Because your ex scared you into submission. We won’t scare you into it, you’ll submit to us freely because it feels so good,” he said, and pressed his lips softly to hers.

  She closed her eyes and then moaned when she felt Woodrow’s tongue against her pussy.

  Nathan deepened the kiss and simultaneously Frankie cupped her breast over the material of her dress. She felt hot, overdressed, and then Woodrow alternated fingers and tongue to her cunt. She pulled from Nathan’s mouth. “Woodrow!” she exclaimed, and pressed her palm down only for Nathan and Frankie to grip her hands, and slide them up and above her head. Her pelvis tilted upward, and she felt the orgasm building and building. She moaned and panted, moved her head side to side.

  “Make her come. Give into it, Avana. We are going to own all your orgasms, woman. Every fucking one of them,” Bronco said, standing behind Woodrow along with Spade and Cole.

  “Lift those hips. Rock against his fingers,” Nathan ordered her and she did. She lifted her torso and moaned louder.

  “We’re all going to taste her, and make her come,” Cole said, and she felt Woodrow’s fingers thrust a little faster, and then he nipped her clit with his tongue and teeth as Frankie and Nathan pinched both nipples through her dress. “Oh!” She cried out and came. She shivered and shook and then gulped as emotions flooded her body. The sounds of Woodrow sucking away her cream got the men crazy.

  “Let me in there, Woodrow. Share!” Bronco exclaimed, and Woodrow lifted his mouth from her cunt and pulled out his fingers, licking the digits.

  “Delicious,” he said, and then rose above her and kissed her tenderly.

  “I feel so hot,” she said to them, and they released her hands.

  “Get that dress off. Let’s get more comfortable,” Bronco said, and pulled off his shirt. They lifted her up to her feet and unzipped her dress. She was going to do this. She was going to accept whatever happened here tonight with them.