Page 29 of Tangled up in You

"Now," he said, ignoring his brother. "I’m going to open the back door, and I want you to reach out over your head when I do."

"Are you crazy?"

The car slid a little more.

"Oh, god, even if you are,hurry."

He dropped the flashlight and slung his arm out toward Jake, their hands locking around each other’s wrists. Then he reachedout with his other and held his breath as he cautiously took hold of the door handle and…

Locked.

"Alyssa, baby, unlock the car."

A loud, frustrated groan floated toward him as the click of the lock flipping sounded. This time when he gave the handle a hesitant tug, the door clicked open.

"Easy, Jonah," Jake murmured.

Jonah nodded as he took in and held a deep breath, then pulled the door open in little increments. It wasn’t easy an easy task, when what he really wanted to do was just sling the damn thing open and grab her. Only the fear of what could happen if he did, kept him from rocking the boat, so to speak.

The firm grip on his wrist tightened when the car slid a few inches.

"Damn it," Jake hissed, as Jonah maneuvered his body inside the opening. Alyssa had laid back almost prone with her arms stretched out over her head, wiggling her fingers.

"We good?" he called back to his brothers.

"We’ve got you," Josh grumbled as Jonah laid his arm over Alyssa’s hands, where she immediately grabbed tight to his jacketed forearm. "Just get her."

"Reach higher and fold your arms around mine. Then, don’t let go of me," he said to the top of her head. "Whatever happens. Okay?"

"You’re kidding, right?"

A quiver of excitement rushed through him as she did what he’d instructed. Oh, that sassy mouth of hers was about to be filled with…

What am I thinking? Now’s not the time for that.

"Just hold on and let me do all the work," he groused as the crook of her arms locked tight to his. When he was certain she was as secured as she could be, he pulled on her, while hisbrothers grunted with their own exertions. He had just cleared her from the front seat when the car did a whole groaning and shuddering thing.

Fuck!

"Pull," he shouted.

And that’s what his brothers did, pulling both of them well out of the way of the car, with her feet barely clearing the door slamming shut. Jonah landed on his back in the snow, with one arm full of a trembling Alyssa and the other with his wrist still in Jake’s crushing grip as the car gave up its hold. The last he saw was the back end sliding out of sight, before dropping into the ravine below. The obscene crash—crunching metal and glass shattering—filled the quiet, night air broken only by their panting breaths

"Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god." Alyssa’s litany kept on as Jake released him and he finally was able to hold her with both arms, twisting fully onto his back, leaving them face to face, torso to torso, his hard, aching cock pressing into her core. "You saved my life. You?—"

"Are you hurt?" he grumbled. He had to touch some part of her that wasn’t covered in her coat. So, he stroked over her hair, then grabbed her by the back of the head.

"What? No. I mean, at least I don’t…" She wriggled her body atop his, nearly sending his eyes rolling back into his head as his brothers plopped down on either side of them, their own harsh breathing filling the air with smoke. "No, just?—"

"Good," he growled, tightening his grip in her hair and pulling her face to his.

And then he was taking her lips, swallowing her gasp, as beside him, his brothers pressed close, blanketing them. He had no idea what their hands and mouths were busy doing. It didn’t matter. As long as they were doing something.

And that something was with their woman.

Together.

Finally.

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