Love Will Find You

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Not a mistake, but a step in the right direction of what’s to come between us.”

  “I can’t.”

  “You won’t, and there’s a reason why and we plan on figuring it out. Now, woman, I am not giving up on you, or this attraction. You know we’re older, more experienced and—"

  “And I’m not going to be just another notch in your belts. A much younger woman seduced by older men.”

  “Jesus, that isn’t what we’re doing. You are more to us than that.”

  “Don’t waste your breath. Nothing is gonna come of this. Nothing,” she said to him.

  “I don’t believe you. Don’t believe you don’t feel what we do.” He caressed her lower back and then over her ass. She gasped, he squeezed and then slid his other hand to her neck and head. “God damn, baby, I need to know,” he said, and then pressed his lips to hers.

  She didn’t pull back, nor did she hit him or act like she didn’t want it, too. Instead, he felt her hands move up his arms and squeeze his muscles as he maneuvered his palm up under her dress to her bare ass. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, shocked as he thought she wore no panties, and then he found the thin strap with his thick finger and slid underneath it. She moaned into his mouth and he adjusted his position, moved his fingers to the front of her, and then plunged his digits up into her cunt. She pulled from his mouth. “Lotus!”

  “God damn, baby, you are super fucking wet. I knew it. I feel it, too. Touch me, woman. Please, touch me,” he said as he thrust and rocked his hips against her. He needed to get deeper, to drive her insane so she would let down those walls and let go. He backstepped her to the long, open couch, and then lowered her down. She gripped his shoulders as he continued to thrust fingers up into her cunt. He used his other hand to cup her breasts.

  “We need to stop. Oh God, Lotus, this can’t be happening.”

  “No. Not stopping yet. I need more and so do you.” He lowered down between her legs, lifted them over his shoulders, and even though he wore his uniform and the thick bulletproof vest, it seemed to arouse her more as she lifted her ass higher, too. He lowered his mouth to her pussy and alternated tongue and fingers. She was dripping with cream and he kept licking, sucking and stroking her cunt. He blew warm breath against her folds and took in the sight of her tanned, toned thighs. “You’re beautiful, and your pussy is so pretty and pink, and you taste delicious,” he told her, and thrust his fingers faster and faster.

  “Lotus, oh God, Lotus. Lotus.” She moaned louder and he slid a finger to her asshole and pushed right in. She screamed out, bucked against his fingers and he growled, felt like he could come in his pants.

  “Mine. You’re going to belong to my brothers’ and me, baby. This is too fucking good. Too perfect.” He slid fingers from her asshole and cunt and then lowered his face to her breasts. She hugged him to her. He glided his palms up and down her thighs, overwhelmed with such a possessive feeling. He kissed her skin and the deep V in her dress, then maneuvered his tongue along her bra. She was well endowed. So big up top, he couldn’t slip his tongue into her bra and reach her nipple.

  “Lotus, we shouldn’t have,” she whispered.

  He glanced up at her. Saw how satisfied she looked, how sexy and pure, and youthful. He cringed, thinking he and his brothers were too old for her, yet the thought of her with any other man made him see red. Felt even worse now that he tasted her. “Yes, we should have, and it will happen again. We’ll go slow.”

  She caressed his cheeks and then his lower lip.

  She stared up at him and his heart continued to beat fast. He slid his palms up and down her thigh, then glided one up along her chest to her shoulder. He lowered his mouth to her chest and pressed soft kisses to her skin. “It will work out. This is powerful and real.” She felt petite, sexy underneath him, and it made him want more, feel protective, and he didn’t want to think about leaving her to go back to work. He slid her bra strap, and the material of her dress, off her shoulder. “Baby, you’re so beautiful, and sexy as sin. Do you know how long I’ve dreamt about this? About being able to kiss you, explore your body, and look into your gorgeous blue eyes and just get lost? Do you?” he asked, giving her hip a little squeeze.

  Her lips parted. Her eyes twinkled, and she slowly moved her head side to side. He took several unsteady breaths as he looked at her. She was just so beautiful. He pressed the material lower, and she moved slightly. “You’re incredible. Your skin is perfect, you feel so feminine underneath me like this.”

  She gripped his sides. “Lotus.”

  He shook his head. He lowered his mouth to the top of her bare shoulder as he lifted slightly off of her. She raised her thighs upward. He maneuvered his mouth lower and lower, could see how well-endowed she was, and then he licked into the cup of her bra.

  “Oh my Lord, Lotus. Oh please,” she whispered.

  He released her nipple, but twirled his tongue over it while holding her gaze. He released it as her eyes widened and she wet her lips with the tip of her cute, little pink tongue. “Delicious.” He reached deeper until he found her hardened nipple. He pressed her top lower, pushed down the bra, and then latched on and suckled hard.

  “Oh!” She moaned and thrust her hips against his body. How he wished he could strip her of her clothing, tear his own off of him, and thrust his cock into her sweet pussy, claiming her. Instead, he suckled harder, maneuvering fingers between them and back up into her cunt.

  “Come for me,” he said after he released her breast. He held her gaze. She stared down at him. As his body rocked, her one exposed breast swayed, and it drove him wild.

  “Come for me, baby. Let go and give me another orgasm. Give it to me, York. Now,” he commanded, and thrust faster, curling his fingers and rocking against her. Then he licked her tit, tugging on it until she cried out and came. She panted for breath and he lowered down and feasted on her cunt again. He nipped her inner groin, cupped her breast, and tugged as he feasted on her.

  “I can’t take it. This isn’t fair. Oh God it isn’t fair,” she said, and came again.

  “Fuck, I wish I wasn’t working. I would undress you, take you to your bedroom and fill you up with cock and mark you my woman. God damn. I won’t be able to sit in the patrol car like this.” He eased up and slid his fingers out of her pussy, and then leaned up and kissed her. She shocked him when she started undoing his utility belt and he grabbed her wrists. “York?”

  “I won’t send you back to work like this. Help me.”

  He was shocked, but so aroused as he undid the utility belt, gently placing it and his gun on her coffee table. She undid his pants, reached right in, and held his cock between her palms. She stared at it, and then at him as he shifted to the edge of the couch. She lowered to her knees, her breast half out of the bra and top, and love marks on her neck from him and she lowered her mouth and slowly began to torture him.

  He gripped her hair, caressed it, and moved his hips. “York, my God, baby, move faster. Your mouth is so incredible. Holy fuck,” he said, and she did as he said and moved her head up and down. He pinched her nipple and she moaned against his cock, and a few minutes later he was done for. He came, grunted and moaned, and she swallowed him. He eased back against the couch and gripped her arm and kept her close.

  “Was that okay? Did I do good?” she asked him, and it surprised him. He squinted at her, and cupped her cheek.

  “It was incredible. Something I dreamt of for months,” he told her.

  “You dreamt of me doing that to you?”

  “Oh baby, you have no idea what fantasies have run through my mind, hell, my brothers, too.” He stroked her hair.

  “In fact, I bet if I text Finn to get here, he will, and can enjoy this mouth, and your sweet cream.”

  She blushed and started to get up. He sat up, too, and pulled her into his arms and then lowered her to the long couch again. “Why do you look so scared? You know my brothers would never hurt you, or use you. You let go, baby, and you made me s
o very happy.” He caressed her jaw.

  “Are you sure? You liked it?” she asked.

  He squinted at her. “Your other lovers say something bad about this talented little mouth?” he asked, and stroked her lip.

  She gulped. “You were my first,” she told him.

  He felt like his heart stopped in his chest. “What?”

  “I never wanted to do that before, but well, I did tonight,” she admitted.

  “Jesus, you got me hard all over again, sweetness. When Cab, Marco, and Finn find out about this, they’ll be visiting for a taste real soon. In fact, maybe a call home to send them here for the night would be a good idea. Then Finn and I can meet you all here and join in.”

  She narrowed her eyes at him and started pushing on his shoulders. “I don’t think so, Lotus McCuen. I’d say enough occurred tonight.”

  He chuckled, and held her close and squeezed her underneath him. He was overwhelmed with such a protective sensation.

  “Holy fuck we’re are so screwed.”

  “What does that mean?”

  “Don’t worry, it’s a good thing.” His radio went off and he lowered his face to her chest and exhaled. “I need to get moving.”

  He lifted up and she fixed herself as he fixed up, as well. He grabbed the utility belt, chuckling about how things wound up tonight and her brazenness despite her inexperience. He reached his hand out for her to take and pulled her into his arms. He slid his palm to her ass and squeezed. “We made some serious progress tonight. Tomorrow, expect my brothers to come looking to move things along a little more.”

  “Lotus, I said I need slow, and just because this happened, it doesn’t mean I’m fair game to all the McCuen men.”

  He pulled her closer and lifted her a little higher, causing her to grab onto his forearms as he squeezed her ass where he held her in place. He cupped her cheek with his free hand. “Don’t go putting up those walls again. Just be ready and just feel. It will work out fine.” He pressed his lips to hers, gave her a nod, and then headed back out to his patrol car. The slightly cool night air did nothing to ease his heated flesh. Nor did it help that he smelled like York, could still taste her on his tongue, and now his patrol car smelled like her, too. She never gave a man a blow job before? Holy shit. Could she be a virgin, too? He glanced back at the house and saw the light go out. He rubbed his jaw. He and his brothers were older, more experienced in women and in life. Hell, Marco was pushing forty-two, Cab forty, Finn thirty-six, and Lotus thirty-eight. She was twenty-four. What the fuck were they thinking?

  “What in God’s name was I thinking?” York said aloud for the dozenth time since last night. She gripped the steering wheel and looked for a place to park her car so she would make it to the dojo in time. Athena was going to be there, as well as a Genesis and Cherise. She found a parking spot and grabbed her bag. She wore a tank top and her martial arts pants, and headed toward the dojo, meeting Cherise and Genesis outside.

  “Morning.”

  “Morning, boss,” Cherise said, teasing her.

  “Very funny,” York said as they got into the main entrance to the place. A quick glance around the room and toward the back, and she immediately saw the crowd gathered. They were carrying on about something, maybe a match going on, and then Montana O’Rourke waved them over.

  “What’s going on?” Cherise asked.

  “Ortley, Marco, and Cab were teaching a class that specializes in hand-to-hand combat when these three guys started with them. They each took cheap shots on Ortley, Marco, and Cab, and well, a bit of a competition started,” he told them, and then helped them move closer so they could see. Of course, there were a bunch of guys there watching and glancing at her and Genesis and Cherise. When York finally got to see what was happening, she was shocked. It looked like something from a movie scene. Six men, three on three, and they were getting hit. Her eyes landed on Marco and Cab.

  Both men were battling their opponents, and Ortley just flipped his guy onto his back and punched him in the gut. The crowd cheered. The two guys Cab and Marco were sparring with, or maybe fighting, like really fighting, she wasn’t sure, came at the two men fiercely, but Cab and Marco countered them. Marco swept the one guy’s feet out from under him, and then punched him in the gut. The crowd cheered. Cab looked wild, his dark brown hair curled slightly at the base of his neck. His muscles were bulging from the navy blue T-shirt, and the other guy was about the same size. They kept going round and round, and then when the blond went to kick Cab in the head, Cab ducked and side kicked him in the groin and inner thigh. The blond roared and fell to the mat. Once again, the crowd went wild. They were cheering and then breaking up and heading back to their workouts or whatever. She stared at Marco and Cab, felt her heart racing, and she was completely intimidated as well as aroused. She took in the sight of both of them. Their crewcut hair, muscles galore, and tattoos along their arms, and she couldn’t believe the sensations she had. She was worried about them when they were sparring. Then she watched as they helped up the two men they battled.

  Ortley spotted her. “York,” he said, and came right over to her. He gave her body the once over. “Did Isla come with you?”

  She felt badly as she shook her head. “You know she’s still recovering and trying to get used to things.”

  “I know. She’s seeing Charlie so that will help.” She nodded. “How is Harper’s? You working tonight?” he asked her.

  “Sure am, and Isla, too,” she said and winked.

  Cab and Marco walked over. They didn’t look happy as they heard Ortley ask her if she was working tonight. She glanced at them.

  “York,” Cab said her name and looked at her body. She felt it everywhere and had to look away.

  “Hey, York. What are you doing here?”

  She turned around to see Isaac, one of the regulars at Harper’s. He would come in with two of his friends who worked at the military base thirty minutes outside of town. “Hi, Isaac. I’ve been taking a self-defense class with some of my friends,” she told him, and she could feel Cab and Marco watching her. They were definitely more seasoned than Isaac, and a few of the other guys around here.

  Isaac looked her over and stepped closer. “I just finished up, but maybe I’ll stick around, and we could grab something to eat afterwards, or coffee or something?”

  She thought about accepting, and maybe it would help to keep Cab and Marco at bay, but immediately she felt guilty. She wasn’t the kind of person to lead someone on. Isaac was nice, and very attractive, but he didn’t make her react like the McCuen men.

  “Oh, I’m so sorry, I can’t. I have some errands and things to do, and then I have work tonight so I’m short on time.”

  He stared at her and then reached out and stroked her shoulder. “You work a lot. You should take some time for yourself and enjoy life a bit. Too young to get caught up in such responsibilities.”

  “I enjoy life. This right here is enjoyment and has purpose.”

  “You know I have your back at Harper’s if any guys try to mess with you?” he said, and winked but looked her over and gave her hip a tap. She stepped back and looked away, her eyes landing on one very angry looking Cab.

  She cleared her throat. “I take care of myself just fine. Ade and the bouncers are there, too. Well, I better get warmed up.”

  “Could help with that, too,” he said, really flirting.”

  “On that note, later.” She turned around and Ortley was there with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

  “Culter is teaching the other class in a few minutes. How are you doing on that move you had trouble with last week?” Ortley asked her, but he glanced over her shoulder and gave Isaac a dirty look.

  She looked that way and could see him talking to two other men who were looking at her body and smiling and saying things to Isaac. She couldn’t hear what they were saying, but had a feeling that Cab and Marco could, and whatever it was, it made them even angrier. She didn’t trust any guys, and definitely
not a flirt like Isaac, so she focused on Ortley. “I almost got it in the last session,” she said to Ortley