Dane

by Michelle Hughes

  I felt so tiny in the midst of all that bulging flesh, but also like the luckiest woman on earth. Turning my attention away from Dane, I studied them each carefully, wondering how I’d won the trifecta of sexy bodyguards. “I swear I’m going to write a book about this one day.” I needed to put humor into the situation, because they were all so dang intense.

  “Make sure I’m the hot one.” Colton struck a pose, his gorgeous physique enough to make any woman’s mouth water and I wasn’t immune.

  “Fuck that shit, I should get leading role because I’m the ass kicker.” Brandt stood up and flexed his huge biceps, making me giggle and the seriousness finally left the conversation which made me breathe easier.

  “Yeah well I had her first, so my gorgeous mug, calls dibs.” Flushing as Dane pulled me closer to him, I felt my body tingle in ways it shouldn’t have with all these guys looking on.

  “What the hell ever. All women want a Chef that can bring them breakfast in bed.” Noah grinned and gave me a wink. “Tell them the truth love, a good meal isn’t just the way to a man’s heart.”

  “Crime shows are still the hottest thing on television. Ian and I know how to make a uniform look good, so you fuckers are all out of luck.” Nick joined in their teasing and I hoped they didn’t expect me to be judge and jury.

  “You’re all beautiful and I’m sure no woman could choose between you.” My face was burning at their humor, and I wasn’t sure I’d survive living with these men but what a way to go out!

  “Luckily you don’t have to sweetheart. We’re all yours. Whatever you need to make you comfortable here, just ask.” My face heated even more if that was possible, my mind taking more into his offer than I’m sure he meant, making me feel like the biggest slut that every walked the face of the earth. “That too.” His smile was so wide I buried my face in Dane’s chest, not sure I could handle the raw sexuality I was surrounded with.

  “Damn right.” Colton’s chuckle added to my embarrassment and I had no idea how to get myself out of this pickle. “Anything you need at all little lady, day or night, the HUNKS are at your service.” It definitely didn’t help that the other guys jumped in with their chorus of agreement, and I wanted to hide. Okay maybe it was a little exciting too that they seemed willing and eager to do my bidding.

  “Fuck guys, you’re embarrassing the shit out of her.” Dane held me tightly and I felt his warm chuckle vibrate through my body. “I’m the only guy she’s ever slept with, so why don’t you leave the pleasing to me.”

  “Shit baby girl, you let Dane pop your cherry?” Colton’s question so wasn’t getting an answer I was ready to smack Dane for bringing that up. Pulling out of his arms, I stood up then looked down on him glaring.

  “Maybe I didn’t want them all to know I never did it before you.” It was one thing to play around, but my virginity or lack thereof now was something I considered personal.

  “I can kick his ass for you if you’d like.” Brandt walked up and put his arm around my shoulder. He was laughing, and I couldn’t really stay mad over it with everything else going on, so I shook my head. “Personally I think it’s really cool that you held on to it that long. You ever have questions about sex I’m here to talk.”

  “Um, thanks, but I have a computer.” Talk about an embarrassing conversation. Like I would ask some hot ass guy I would now be living with about that subject!

  “Can’t believe what you read on the internet girl!” Colton seemed affronted that I would even consider the option. “We’ve all been around the block or two so why not make use of our knowledge. Besides I like to see you blush. Cutest damn thing I’ve ever seen.” He winked and tossed back his long, dark hair still posing.

  Unable to help myself I giggled. The man was really too pretty in a sexy, built like a shit brickhouse kind of masculine way. “Something tells me that might lead to you wanting to show me instead of tell me, and I might not be ready for those lessons yet.” I was joking, but the smoldering look he gave me with the raise of an eyebrow was a come on that even someone like me couldn’t ignore.

  “Talking, doing, whatever you like. I’m game.” Holy sin he said that and my mouth dropped open.

  “Before we start planning her first orgy, how about we get her settled in first.” Nick rolled his eyes, grinning so I knew he was joking around, but I think I needed a little alone time to come to grips with how my life was about to change. “Where should we put our little beauty?” Nick turned to Brandt, and I was learning he called the shots here for some reason.

  “Since she’ll probably want her own bathroom, let’s put her at the end of the hall.” Brandt walked over to take my hand, and I let him lead me upstairs, somewhat shocked when the rest of the guys fell in behind us. This would definitely take some getting used to. Outside of my aunt, I’d never shared a place with anyone, and definitely not six men. Honestly I was more than a little overwhelmed by all of this.

  The room was huge, much bigger than the master bedroom I still didn’t occupy at the other house. It had a king sized bed, dresser and vanity, and a small sitting area all decorated in neutral colors. “You’ll be the first person that’s slept here. Not much use for a guest room in this house.” I took his meaning as the people they invited over usually shared their rooms.

  “Thank you for doing this.” Casting a nervous glance to all my heroes, I nibbled on my lip, I wasn’t sure how to thank them for saving my life. If everything they said about Blake was true, and I really didn’t think they’d lie I owed them more gratitude than I could ever replay.

  “Glad we’re getting a chance to help you, sweetheart.” Brandt’s voice was like deep molasses, and the smile he gave me was nothing but warm and friendly. Instinctively I understood that he would expect nothing from this kind act, and it made me feel more indebted to them. “I was serious about you needing anything now. We’re all here to help you, so just ask for what you need.”

  Throwing myself into his arms, I hugged him tightly, the waterworks starting at the kindness these men offered selflessly. I took back what I thought earlier about not wanting brothers. If this is what having a big family was like, I regretted not having some of my own before. He hugged me back, nearly squeezing the breath out of me before releasing.

  “Alright then. Get yourself settled in and if you don’t mind a few of the guys will go pack up your stuff.” He looked a little embarrassed to receive my affection, and I grinned. I thought it was adorable that such a big, strong man got uncomfortable over a hug.

  “That’s really nice, but I don’t mind going.” Packing up my things would be a nightmare, and I sure didn’t want to put it off on them with everything else they were doing.

  “No offense, princess, but until Blake’s shit is locked down we’d prefer you to stay clear of the place.” Dane smiled sympathetically and I understood that he was worried about my safety. I nodded, but it made me a little upset I couldn’t even walk in my own house.

  “My rooms the one on the right past the bathroom.” I flushed because my words to him said he’d been in there with me.

  “Got it. Anything besides clothes and the essentials you want me to grab?” Dane was being so nice it almost made me weep.

  “My computer, if you don’t mind? It’s sitting on the desk, and the charger is plugged in.” I felt bad for asking him even for that, but I needed my internet or I’d go crazy.

  “Done deal.” He walked over to hug me and I was a little shocked when his lips lowered to mine, but not shocked enough I didn’t respond. Kissing him back I moaned softly at the instant need I felt.

  “Should we leave you two alone?” Noah chuckled, breaking the moment and I forget we still had an audience.

  “Jealous?” Dane kissed me quickly again, and I knew it wasn’t for my benefit. A smirk on his face as he addressed Noah, he turned back and winked. “Be back soon.”

  Brandt barked out orders for Nick and Colton to join Dane in retrieving my house stuff, and then pulled the other guys out of my
new room. Finally alone I wasn’t sure what to do with myself so I sat down on the bed reflecting on how my life had changed so quickly in a matter of hours. Staring at the four walls, I no longer wanted to be alone. Taking a quick break in the restroom, I went downstairs and get familiar with my new surroundings.

  Ian was sitting on the couch playing some shooting game, and looked up to give me a grin. “Knew you couldn’t stand being away from me.” Patting the seat beside him on the couch, he turned his attention to me when I sat down. “You alright?”

  I nodded, still a little nervous around him, but I always had been. He was like this huge lion of a man with thick dirty blond hair that hung past his wide shoulders, and a scruffy trimmed beard to match, making him almost seem feral? Maybe he was just all man and that made me feel kind of dainty and small.

  “I don’t bite, little bit, you’re as safe as you wanna be with me.” He dropped the controller on the table, and got this look on his face that should have warned me something was up, but when he pounced on me, tickling me until I almost tinkled my pants, I was nowhere near prepared. Begging for mercy until tears filled my eyes, I caught my breath holding it, when he finally stopped. Ian lying on top of me, grinning wickedly made me more than a little nervous. For a big man, not fat by any means just loaded with muscles, he moved quickly. Flipping me on top of him, he wrapped his hands around my waist and I was so stunned I didn’t move. “I like having you against me this way.”

  I was feeling all the wrong things, and should have jumped off of him, but it felt almost? I wasn’t sure what it felt like. Not comforting, because he was beautiful and my mind was going places it had no business going. “You wanna kiss me, don’t you?” The sexy smirk on his beautiful lips was filled with ego and I flushed not wanting to admit the idea wasn’t horrible.

  Adjusting myself so I could sit up, probably not the best idea because now I was straddling him to glare down into his sexy blue eyes, I put my hands on my hips. “Pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you?” Instead of those words coming out with the censure they were meant to have, they sounded breathless. I was way out of my depth with a man like him.

  Those large hands of his, gripped mine where they rested on my waist, and his look turned serious. “With you? I’m not sure of anything other than I want to know what your lips taste like. He gave a small jerk with his chin, asking without words for me to come closer, but I nibbled on my lips nervously.

  I was so in trouble when his expression turned disappointed. Without even thinking, I lowered my head, pressing my lips against his, pleasantly surprised at how soft they felt. For a big man, he had a gentle side, and as he kissed me back I moaned softly at the tenderness of the act. There was nothing hurried about the way he molded our mouths together, slowly running his tongue over my seam until I opened, then inching in to taste me before retreating again. He released my hands, and I brought them to his cheeks, loving the feel of the coarse hair of his beard against my fingers. I deepened the kiss, the flavor of him intoxicating to my senses.

  I was sure kissing Ian was wrong, but for the life of me it felt so right I couldn’t stop. He sat up with me, arms wrapped tightly around my back as our tongues danced passionately, leaving me breathless and wanting so much more. Nothing controlled about him. He let me lead, and I pressed my breasts against his hard chest, loving the friction against my nipples even though it wasn’t near enough. Whimpering, I wasn’t sure what I wanted.

  Pulling back, me out of breath while he smiled warmly seeming in complete control, his fingers grazed over my cheek. “Tell me what you need.” Those blue eyes were so intense I shivered and I looked at him helplessly not sure myself.

  “I don’t know.” Whispering the words, I lowered my head, wanting to hide from the longing he made me feel because it was almost too much.

  Pressing me against him, his hand caressed my hair with all the patience a woman could dream of, and I knew in his arms there was no reason to be afraid. “When you do, I’m here to make it happen, little bit. I never want you doing anything you’re not ready for.” His kindness made my heart soar and then I felt the bulging hardness under my lap, understanding he was turned on.

  “Doesn’t it hurt you to, well?” I reached down between us stroking my hand over that huge organ through his thin shorts. I couldn’t ask him about his cock, but touching it was okay? My priorities were really messed up at the moment. I pulled my hand back quickly when I realized what I’d done.

  He chuckled deeply. “Nothing I can’t deal with. I don’t mind you touching though.” Biting my lip, I looked up into his face and he seemed amused, but not in any great deal of pain from being that hard. I was torn between wanting to explore, and wondering if it was bad I was curious. “I’d like you to touch me.” As if reading my worries, he gave me permission, and my hand found him again.

  Stroking him, I remembered Dane’s lesson and made a face. “I don’t like giving oral much.” His cock felt like steel and I enjoyed how he seemed to grow bigger the more I fondled.

  “Had a lot of experience with that?” His hips were raising into my touch, and I smiled widely knowing he liked the sensation.

  “Just with Dane, but?” I wasn’t talking about this, especially when I had him in my hand, so I stopped.

  “But what, little bit?” He lifted my hand off him, shifted his weight and freed that big cock that was a little imposing. Bringing my hand back to him, he covered it with his own, and slowly worked it.

  “I don’t like the gagging part.” I said the words quickly and blushed, enjoying the feel of him as he tutored me in what felt good.

  “Takes practice to learn how to relax your throat enough not to gag.” His rhythm increased as he continued to guide me, and I looked down in fascination. A tiny drop of moisture escaped the bulbous head of his cock and I lowered my head to lick it away.

  His moan of satisfaction made me want to hear more, and I suckled the wide tip as he continued working me with our hands. “That’s so sexy. Just suckle the head, I won’t gag you.” His hand left mine, leaving me to continue pleasuring him while he pulled my hair up to keep it off my face.

  He tasted good and I discovered he was right, taking just the bulbous head into my mouth didn’t gag me and I was enjoying the new lesson. His hips strained upward, and a little more of him slipped into my mouth and that wasn’t bad either. My hand kept him from going too deep, and I grinned around his steely flesh before working him with more suction.

  He stopped me when I was starting to get into it. “I’m real close, and I don’t want to come in your mouth, so just use your hand.” His lips met mine and he released my hair to wrap a large hand around the back of my neck to kiss me deeper. I felt his release cover my fingers, and felt a huge sense of pride at making that happen. Pulling back I grinned widely, and he groaned as I milked him dry.

  “I’d say you get an A in the oral, little bit. Sure you don’t like it?” Chuckling, he shook his head.

  “That was more fun.” Looking down at my hand and the mess we’d made, I laughed softly. “Maybe we should clean up before we ruin the couch?” It felt normal to be discussing this, and I was more than a little shocked by that revelation.

  “Yeah, don’t want to hear Brandt bitching.” Lifting me easily by the waist, he stood me up and joined me, his cock still hanging out of his shorts. Grabbing my hand not covered in his essence, we walked upstairs together. I had no idea where we were going, but he led me to a room a few doors down from my own. We walked into his bedroom, and straight through to a bathroom.

  I turned on the water and washed my hands, and he grabbed a washcloth wetting it after I’d finished, pulling off his shorts, he cleaned up. “Let me return the favor?” Tossing the washcloth into a basket, he smiled at me and suddenly I was nervous. Biting my lip, I wasn’t sure I was ready to let him go down on me. “I won’t take this further than you want to go, little bit. Remember?”

  Nodding, I wasn’t sure what I wanted. Pleasing him was fun, but hav
ing him do the same to me? It felt a lot more intimate. Pulling me into his arms, he hugged me again, and I let out a deep breath. This sex stuff was confusing, and I wished I had more experience. “I wouldn’t mind you touching me.” Whispering the words, I was honest with him. The idea of him eating me out was a little embarrassing especially in the daytime.

  “Like this?” His hand lowered between us, and lifted my skirt stroking me over my panties. Instantly I grew damp, and moaned softly enjoying that friction. Pushing aside the elastic his fingers slid against my flesh and it felt so much better. Crying out softly as he stroked me with unhurried movements, I wasn’t sure how long my legs would hold me up. Gripping his biceps for balance, I dug my nails into those muscles loving how good he made me feel.

  He walked us backwards until I was up against the bed, and removed that delightful friction. Whimpering, I didn’t need to tell him I wanted more, he seemed to know since he lifted me up then laid me back. “I’d love to taste you. Will you let me please you that way?” His fingers found me again, and I wanted to give in, but he’d see everything.

  “It’s daytime.” I felt so immature putting my insecurity out there but he smiled and kept caressing me obviously not turned off by my weakness.

  “You’ve seen me, I think it’s only fair I see you too.” Smiling widely, his finger inched inside me, stretching me deliciously and I moaned again. Logically what he said was true, but I was still embarrassed.

  “Okay.” Whispering softly as he rode me slowly with that long digit, I was drenched and aching for relief. I might have said no if I’d known that he’d stop touching me. Thankfully it was only long enough to pull my panties off, then his head fell between my legs.

  The first slow lick against that heated flesh took my breath away, and it was such a different experience from the way Dane had kissed me there. His tongue was gentle, probing and driving me to insanity with the careful way he loved me. “Please. I need more.” Whimpering I opened my legs wider for him, hips arching off the bed as he barely grazed me with his tongue, teasing more than giving me what I craved.