Page 30 of Three Times the Wilder Days

“Will Natalie and Bernard be there?”

“Yes.”

“I thought the roads were flooded?”

“Apparently not between here and their house.”

“I can’t deal with this.”

“Believe me, nobody fucking can,” he said, agreeing. “Cody’s trying his best to find alternatives that will get them out of here, but so far, he hasn’t been successful. That’s why I’m here. To get your help.”

“Anything. I’ll do anything to help get them out of here. I thought I’d say goodbye to them this morning. This is a catastrophe.” Panic began to swell. I could feel it bubbling up inside me. I didn’t want to sneak around with the guys for the next few days. I wanted to enjoy this fun experiment. Hell, I was even thinking of doing a little backup singing onstage.

Dustin stood, looking amazing in his cream-colored Henley t-shirt, tight jeans, and black boots. I truly didn’t want to have feelings for any of these guys. Not really. But I couldn’t help it. After last night, I was in deep with both Cody and Gabe. One more kiss from Dustin, and I’d be there for him as well… hell, I was already there.

Now what?

I pushed those thoughts aside… at least for now. I had a more immediate battle to run, the one against the weather. I had to figure out how to get the newlyweds on that plane later today… and if not today, then as soon as possible.

They had to leave. There was no plan B. Plan A had to work. I just had to figure out how.

“Maybe a shower and a couple more cups of tea will make you feel better before the big breakfast.”

“Good idea,” I told him, tossing the covers off, then standing.

That sexy little grin returned to his face as his eyes undressed me. Damn, but he was hot. “You wouldn’t be needing any help in that shower, now, would you?”

“As much as I would love that, I need to take a quick shower this morning, but…”

He looked too damn adorable, and hell, I was feeling bold so, well, I decided to finish something we’d started, and to hell with trying to hold back my emotions. That plan ended with the first time Cody held me in his arms.

“Now, where were we when Gabe so rudely interrupted us?”

I went over and straddled him. Fortunately, the club chair he was sitting on was wide enough that I could fit my legs on either side of him.

“I thought you were in a hurry,” he said, as he ran his hands up and down my bare thighs.

“I am, but I hate leaving unfinished business on the table,” I teased.

“But we’re not on a table,” he whispered, as his hands made their way over my naked ass and up my back.

“I was talking more about a time table,” I told him, while I dropped kisses on his lips and ran my hands over his already hard cock.

“Do we have to talk at all?” he asked, slipping his hands over my belly, then skimming the bottom of my breasts.

“Only if it enhances the moment.”

“You can talk dirty to me anytime.” His voice was so low it threatened to vibrate right through me.

I slowly unzipped his jeans, then reached in his tight boxers and found what I was looking for. “Is now a good time?”

He let out a deep, throaty moan. “Now is the perfect fucking time.”

“Damn, but you’re big,” I told him. “Might be too big for my tight, hot pussy.”

“That’s what I’m talkin’ about,” he moaned, as I freed his cock, then ran my thumb over the bead of precum on his crown. “Fuck, Emily.”

“I hope so,” I told him as I pumped his cock a few times before our mouths came together with such a hunger that if I didn’t know better, I’d have to think there was something more here than just sex.

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