Semua Bab Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Bab 1061 - Bab 1070

A blast of sound and heat hit her when the front door opened.She froze.“Come on, it ain’t that bad.” He kissed the skin below her ear.“Okay, that was a total lie. But I promise not to desert you.”The huge kitchen was filled with people. Big people, little people. Women. Men.India half-expected everyone to turn and stare when she walked in, but no one noticed.Finally Carolyn McKay looked up from an enormous steel pan on the cook stove. “Colton! Do you think you can steer your brothers and your father out of here so we can get supper done?”“Sure, Ma. Where do you want them?”“Dining room. The table needs all the leaves.”Colt squeezed India’s hand and approached the group in the corner.Macie descended on her. “India Ellison, you little devil. So, you and Colt are a couple, huh?”“I, for one, am not surprised,” AJ said.“That’d make one of us,” India said under her breath.“Oh pooh, you guys spend all your time together and have forever. It was only a matter of time before you re

“Colt. I need…”“What?”“You. I need you.”“You’ve got me.”His cock, already straining behind his zipper, jerked when India’s hands dropped to his waistband. She unhooked the belt buckle, popped the button and eased down the zipper. Her fingers snaked into his boxers and she circled her hand around him and squeezed.Colt hissed at the intense pleasure. Feeling the velvety smoothness of her palm on his shaft. The tightness of her grip as she stroked from the base to the wet tip.“Lift me against the door. You wanted to fuck me so bad, do it.Like you mean it.”With her hand commanding his cock he couldn’t remember why this wasn’t the best idea ever…wait. “Condom,” he rasped.“We don’t have a—”“So fucking what? You didn’t use a condom last night when you came on my belly. Or in my ass.” India teased his ear with her hot breath. “I want to feel that heat in my cunt. I want to feel your cock sliding and pounding inside me without latex. Your wetness mixed with mine. Just hardness and he

Which led him right back to the issue at hand with his brothers.He sighed.A big red diesel Chevy turned and barreled up the driveway.Cord’s truck. And was that Colby in the passenger’s seat?What the hell?“Speak of the devils,” Edgard murmured. He ran his hand down Trevor’s back before dropping it from view. “We’d better get goin’.”“Tell Chass thanks for the muffins.”Edgard and Trevor chatted with Cord and Colby for a few minutes before they disappeared up the driveway.Colt stood his ground and waited, hating that he felt nervous.Colby climbed out first. “Mornin’ Colt.”“Mornin’. What brings you guys by?”The truck door slammed in response.“Didja need something?” Did I do something wrong again?“No. Gotta say, it’s sad the only time we show up at your place is when we need something.”“A damn shame,” Cord added.“You’re both welcome here any time.”“Good to know.”Both men leaned against the truck. Colby still favored the leg he’d busted up rodeoing, and had taken up a cockey

Colt couldn’t move. It felt like a thick rope was wound around his body from his shoulders to his knees.Where was he? At the ranch? He heard laughter. Smelled dust and coffee. He stomped his feet. It wasn’t dirt beneath his boots but concrete.Strong hands grabbed him by the arms and dragged him. His heart nearly beat out of his chest. “Okay, enough of the rough stuff.Or are you givin’ me back some of what I gave to you? I said I was sorry.”The blindfold was ripped from his eyes. He blinked until Bert’s face came into view.“Bert? What are you doing here? Where’s India?”“The time has come for you to face your fears.”“But I have faced them. I haven’t had a drink in years!”Colt looked around. He was in the middle of a circle. The circle of trust, just like the A.A. meetings. Except this circle was composed of his family, Cord, Colby, Carter, Keely, his mother, his father, his uncle Harland, his cousins Dag West, Quinn and Bennett McKay, not his fellow A.A. members.He looked at Da

Her gaze zoomed to the flowers on the table and then back to him. “What are those for?”“They’re not given out of guilt, if that’s what you’re thinkin’.”She frowned. “Why would I think that?”Was India really going to play dumb? “I heard you and Cat talkin’. Brought to mind Ma tellin’ me when I was a kid that eavesdroppers never hear anything good about themselves. Guess she was right. But then again, I didn’t exactly hear you leaping to my defense, Indy, when Cat started in on my character—both past and present.” He looked at her with a mix of misery and anger. “I expected more from the woman I’m dating.”“How was I supposed to respond? Anything I said would’ve been the wrong thing.”“Some of the things she said were an outright lie. Any positive response about me or our relationship would’ve been better than the flip crack that we’re just havin’ fun and you weren’t pickin’ out wedding announcements.”“Aren’t we just having fun? Dating for kicks? Nothing serious, right? Especially s