what’s with the mattress and knives?” Juan asked walking up.
His gaze tracked Shaw from head to toe in appreciation. If I had
hackles they would have risen.
“I was teaching the girls how to throw a knife.” Nadia stated, curling
up in Seth’s lap in a chair. At some point he’d somehow gotten some sweats on
her. “I’ll cover the cost of that mattress, Landon.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Landon mumbled from Maya’s neck.
I noted that Juan wasn’t the only one eyeballing Shaw; Blake and
the other two brothers were ogling her goods as well. Greg was too but at least
his gaze seemed more appreciative than hungry. Sweats were sounding like a good
idea, and one of those long shirts she liked. Why I cared I don’t know, but I didn’t
like the way any of them were looking at her. Juan’s two brothers were making
their way over, eyes bright with interest.
Grabbing Shaw’s hand I dragged her away. “What room are you in?”
Her heels dug in. “Whoa there ‘jumping the gun’.”
Damn, her wit was stimulating, and I’d fucking missed it. “I just
want you to put more clothes on, Shaw.”
Her feet lifted. “Oh, okay. That’s different from what you usually
say.”
I chuckled. Being near her again had my body humming with energy,
an energy only she seemed to bring out in me; vigor I normally only experienced
engaging in high risk stunts and business.
Shaw took the lead and led us down the hallway to one of the
bedrooms. Moving to the chair in the corner she rummaged through a backpack and
pulled out a pair of sweats and a t-shirt that read: I may be wrong but it’s
highly unlikely .
I truly loved those shirts of hers.
She pulled the sweats and t-shirt over what she had on before
turning back to face me with more red on her face. This drunken, self-conscious
Shaw was fascinating. I wanted to strip off what she’d just put on, plus the
rest, spread her out on the bed, and explore every inch of her. And then fuck
her harder than I’d ever fucked anyone before.
“All set?” I asked gruffly.
“Yep.” She chirped.
Shaking my head with a pained grin I took her hand again…before I
caved into my imagination and need…and led her back to the lounge where Nadia
was showing off her knife throwing skills for whoever wanted to learn. Seth
stood at her back with a scowl at all the attention she was receiving, but there
was no refuting that the girl had some serious skills.
I directed Shaw to the couch where Landon had Maya in his lap, and
without asking pulled her down onto mine. I had two reasons for this; to show
the other guys that she was off limits, and because I wanted to.
Shaw looked at me in confusion and…was that alarm? What was she
alarmed about?
Moving her extraordinary soft, peach smelling, wild hair over her
shoulder I whispered in her ear. “The others need to think you’re taken or they
will be all over you. If you want them all over you just move off me to the
side.” I held my breath to see what she would do.
She glanced around and I watched her gaze fall on Juan who was
staring at her with a wide, come-hither smile. He was standing next to one of
the staff females who was chatting him up eagerly, but Shaw was way hotter then
all of them and I could see the want on his face. I recognized that look. He
would totally snatch Shaw off my lap if she gave him a sign.
Did the fucker forget who was supposed to be giving him a shot at
racing?
Lucky for him Shaw didn’t bite, and while she didn’t curl herself
into me like I would have liked the tension that had taken up inside of me
eased when she stayed right where she was.
A new tension took its place as my lap took enjoyment in her ass.
Shaw took note and wiggled, and I wasn’t sure if she was trying to settle my
hard dick
His gaze tracked Shaw from head to toe in appreciation. If I had
hackles they would have risen.
“I was teaching the girls how to throw a knife.” Nadia stated, curling
up in Seth’s lap in a chair. At some point he’d somehow gotten some sweats on
her. “I’ll cover the cost of that mattress, Landon.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Landon mumbled from Maya’s neck.
I noted that Juan wasn’t the only one eyeballing Shaw; Blake and
the other two brothers were ogling her goods as well. Greg was too but at least
his gaze seemed more appreciative than hungry. Sweats were sounding like a good
idea, and one of those long shirts she liked. Why I cared I don’t know, but I didn’t
like the way any of them were looking at her. Juan’s two brothers were making
their way over, eyes bright with interest.
Grabbing Shaw’s hand I dragged her away. “What room are you in?”
Her heels dug in. “Whoa there ‘jumping the gun’.”
Damn, her wit was stimulating, and I’d fucking missed it. “I just
want you to put more clothes on, Shaw.”
Her feet lifted. “Oh, okay. That’s different from what you usually
say.”
I chuckled. Being near her again had my body humming with energy,
an energy only she seemed to bring out in me; vigor I normally only experienced
engaging in high risk stunts and business.
Shaw took the lead and led us down the hallway to one of the
bedrooms. Moving to the chair in the corner she rummaged through a backpack and
pulled out a pair of sweats and a t-shirt that read: I may be wrong but it’s
highly unlikely .
I truly loved those shirts of hers.
She pulled the sweats and t-shirt over what she had on before
turning back to face me with more red on her face. This drunken, self-conscious
Shaw was fascinating. I wanted to strip off what she’d just put on, plus the
rest, spread her out on the bed, and explore every inch of her. And then fuck
her harder than I’d ever fucked anyone before.
“All set?” I asked gruffly.
“Yep.” She chirped.
Shaking my head with a pained grin I took her hand again…before I
caved into my imagination and need…and led her back to the lounge where Nadia
was showing off her knife throwing skills for whoever wanted to learn. Seth
stood at her back with a scowl at all the attention she was receiving, but there
was no refuting that the girl had some serious skills.
I directed Shaw to the couch where Landon had Maya in his lap, and
without asking pulled her down onto mine. I had two reasons for this; to show
the other guys that she was off limits, and because I wanted to.
Shaw looked at me in confusion and…was that alarm? What was she
alarmed about?
Moving her extraordinary soft, peach smelling, wild hair over her
shoulder I whispered in her ear. “The others need to think you’re taken or they
will be all over you. If you want them all over you just move off me to the
side.” I held my breath to see what she would do.
She glanced around and I watched her gaze fall on Juan who was
staring at her with a wide, come-hither smile. He was standing next to one of
the staff females who was chatting him up eagerly, but Shaw was way hotter then
all of them and I could see the want on his face. I recognized that look. He
would totally snatch Shaw off my lap if she gave him a sign.
Did the fucker forget who was supposed to be giving him a shot at
racing?
Lucky for him Shaw didn’t bite, and while she didn’t curl herself
into me like I would have liked the tension that had taken up inside of me
eased when she stayed right where she was.
A new tension took its place as my lap took enjoyment in her ass.
Shaw took note and wiggled, and I wasn’t sure if she was trying to settle my
hard dick
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