Page 19 of Tastes Like Misery

I rolled my eyes and stopped talking. It was a conversation we’d never agree on. I didn’t like what he’d done and didn’t understand why the test was needed. Yet, his confession of why me, how I was the woman who finally caught his attention, and the sexy brown eyes that seemed to see right down into my soul. Well, it made me want to forget the morning after. Still, the bitch I liked to be wasn’t going to allow him to forget it.

There were so many questions, including all the talk of sharing and the secrets the three men held from me. Any normal woman would run and stay away, but I wasn’t normal. The idea of finally being able to leave this town was too tempting.

Before I knew it, he pulled into the long drive leading to the farmhouse. I should have argued about being there, especially after his confessions, but my curiosity about their plan for money was too much for me to walk away. “What do your big, secret plans have to do with me?” I finally asked as he stopped the truck.

“I think I’ll let Ollie tell you that one,” he replied, pulling me to him for a searing kiss before I could argue. I felt myself melting into it, letting go of any worries as our tongues danced and our hands roamed each other’s bodies.

His hands slipped under my shirt and pulled my bra to the side roughly. I gasped as he pinched my nipple and rolled it between his fingers. It was as if I were in heat when I was around him and I found myself tugging my jeans down, not caring who was around. He released his cock from its confines and ripped his pants down, pulling me to sit on his lap.

Guiding his cock to my entrance, I was so wet it slid inside easily. Enjoying the sensation of being filled up, stretching around the enormous girth, I stilled for only a moment before rocking my hips, sensations sparking in my core as my clit rubbed against his lap. He pulled my shirt over my head and threw it to the side before pulling my bra down to reveal my hard nipples to him. Burying his head between them, he gave each one attention, sucking and nipping at each sensitive peak.

My hands gripped the seat behind his head as I threw my head back and moaned, “Mmm, Dane, your cock feels so good.”

His dirty talk was unforgettable, and he didn’t disappoint, “Fuck me, baby girl. Ride my dick hard.” A smack on my ass and I was running to the edge of an explosion. “That’s right, ride it baby. Take that dick.”

I moaned as his hips thrust to meet me, driving him in deeper and he continued to spur me on with his words. “Good girl,” he growled, his chest rumbling and every hair on my body stood on end.

“Oh, Dane. Make me cum all over your hard cock.”

His hands went to my hips, such a sensitive spot, and our bodies slapped together, hiding the sound of our heavy breath. My legs burned, but I didn’t care, the pleasure driving me to fuck him faster, harder. My orgasm stayed just on the edge and I needed more to push me over.

“Our friend is watching us,” Dane’s low voice teased, and I looked to where his gaze was set to see we did, in fact, have an audience.

My eyes met Ollie’s, and excitement sparked inside of me, a desire like I’d never known before. He missed out on something when he turned into a jackass, so I wanted him to watch. I realized as the movement of his hand caught my attention; I wanted more than that. He rubbed his cock through his pants and I could think of nothing more than taking it inside my mouth as Dane filled up my pussy.

My moans rang out through the air as I came undone, “Yes, Ollie,” my uncontrolled words flew out of my mouth as my pussy spasmed and a tsunami rocked through my body, coming apart, with Dane following close behind.

I sank into him, not realizing my mistake until he chuckled, “See, I was right. You want Ollie as much as you want me. And I bet Finn too.”

My head jerked up, my cheeks flaming as I realized what I’d done. There was no denying it. I outed myself and had a lot I needed to unpack in my mind. Self-depreciation hit me hard, remembering all the times I’d been called a slut growing up. Shamed for being sexually free. I had to look away from Dane, shame filling me as I whispered, “I should go home.”

He lifted my chin, and I met his brown eyes. Determination filled his voice, “Take what you want and forget what anyone else thinks. You have it in you, Vivian Parker.”

I looked over my shoulder, spotting Ollie still standing at the door. I winked at him before turning back to Dane, “Okay. I want in.” Not bothering to put my pants back on, I climbed off his lap and jumped out of the truck before making my way to the house.

As I passed Ollie, I teased, “Pick your jaw up, darling. I’m going to shower.” Looking down at his bulge, I tutted, “That looks painful. Maybe you should go take care of it.”

His eyebrows almost disappeared into his hairline before he caught himself. Giving me that charming, dimpled smile I knew was a front, he replied, “I’d rather wait for you to take care of it.”

Pressing myself against him, I let my hot breath flow across his neck as I whispered, “You’ll be waiting a long time for that, sweetie.” I patted his cheek and let the screen door slam behind me, smiling to myself as he let out a string of curses.

I didn’t see Finn and wondered why I hadn’t seen him. Knowing his gaze would be heated to see me like this, disappointment filled me. It made me feel powerful to know I had at least two of the men desiring me and barely able to control themselves when I was around. Finn would have been the final piece, one who would make me know my decision to join them on whatever adventure they planned was right.

I let the water run over my body, washing away the dirt from the track and the mess between my legs. Thinking about all the clues I’d overheard or been told, it seemed their plan was something very illegal and all clues pointed to theft of some sort. I had no idea what this little town could have to give them wealth. But then again, it wasn’t like I’d done much in my own town since the last time I’d been busted for shoplifting from a local store. My mom ended up moving away, not wanting to face anymore of the ladies and their judgment. She wouldn’t let me go with her, insisting I stay and face the consequences of my numerous run-ins with the law in this town. She thought it would change me, push me on the straight and narrow.

An epic failure because I just moved my operations to the city, driving there when I could to take what I wanted. A lot of practice and I ended up as a hustler, just to make ends meet, and maybe have a little extra to put away. I’d thought about moving to the city, but the prices were too high and I’d never make it. Not wanting to be like my mom and marry some boring accountant, I stayed, hoping one day I’d find my break.

The more I thought about it, the more I believed these men were just that big break I had been looking for. Though Dane was the one I’d spent the most time with, he wasn’t wrong in his assessment. I craved to live the life he’d lived. The track today was exhilarating, bringing out that little part of me I’d buried for too long.

If I understood Ollie’s somewhat cryptic words, they wanted to share me. If I pushed out the voices in my head telling me it was wrong, I had to admit the idea wasn’t one I objected to. They were all hot as fuck and seemed to bring out who I used to be, the person I missed. Dane was right, I needed to rid myself of that voice and be happy again.

Chapter 12

Finn

It was hot as hell and when I arrived back at the rented farmhouse, all I wanted to do was tell them what I knew and take a shower. Dane laid on the couch passed out, while Ollie paced, not abnormal for him.

Tired as hell, I flopped on the chair and gulped down water before giving the information to Ollie, “I finally saw the sheriff today. He drove around, had some lunch, and talked with some locals. He looks a lot younger than I thought he would, considering his age listed. The man could pass for forty.”

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