by Jenny Penn
“What are you doing?” Janie demanded to know, though the answer should have been obvious. He figured it was because she didn’t wait for an answer before shrieking his name with panicked pant. “Tex!”
He smiled. He couldn’t help it. Neither could Tex control the chuckles that fell out as Janie began to squirm in pointed defiance. It was too late to stop, though. Not that he would have even if it hadn’t been. Tex wanted Janie naked. Naked she would be.
“Ah, ah, ah.” He shook his head as he glanced up to catch her wild-eyed gaze with his amused one. “You really don’t want to risk getting cut, honey.”
That had her going still but not silent as Janie commanded him once again to confess his sins.
“What are you doing?”
Tex snorted at that and turned his attention back to the smooth folds that were almost hairless now. “I think you know what I’m doing.”
“Yes…but…but…”
“But what, honey?” Tex prodded her, enjoying the way Janie was flushing, making her pussy pinken before his very eyes. “Go on. Say it…I dare you.”
“Don’t be an ass,” Janie snapped. “You know damn good and well, you should ask a woman before you…you…you do what you’re doing!”
“Really?” Tex cocked a brow and cast Janie another quick look. “Is that in some Miss Manner’s rule book? Always ask a lady before shaving her pussy? Rule number…what? And would you have said yes?”
“No!”
Tex paused to consider that for a moment and then shrugged, knowing he was driving Janie insane with his attitude and loving every second of it. “Then I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t ask.”
“Damn it, Tex! This isn’t a joke,” Janie spat, but he was through arguing with her.
Wiping away the last of her hair, Tex focused his attention on lotioning up her newly bared flesh. All the while Janie railed at him, her tirade becoming punctuated with little gasps and smothered moans. She couldn’t hide, though, the sounds of pleasure that mewed out of her as he turned his attention on her clit.
Never one to deny a woman her pleasure, Tex focused on the little bud, massaging it until Janie gasped and flushed, her eyes flying open as he lowered his head to kiss it. Her heady taste flooded through him as her hips arched and she cried out. That was all the invitation Tex needed.
* * * *
Janie didn’t have time to think, to worry, to gather a single thought before her body was flushing hot with the bright bloom of rapture. She came in a rush of glorious pleasure that seared through her with such force her whole body arched upward into the mouth driving her insane. This wasn’t the slow exploration of Brick’s kisses but the ravenous devouring of Tex’s hunger.
There was no stopping him, not that Janie wanted to.
Lost in the moment, she writhed beneath his tongue as he lapped at her clit, driving her straight toward a release that had her crying out. He took no mercy on her and offered her not even a second of respite as his fingers pumped deep into her spasming sheath, fucking her with a rapid motion that had her climax imploding into a seething caldron of delight that threatened to boil over and burn away what little sanity Janie had left.
All Janie knew was that she wanted, needed, more. She was desperate for it, mindless to all other considerations but the lust driving her to beg and plead for something she couldn’t even identify. The words fell in broken gasps from her lips.
“Please…I can’t…oh, oh, oh God! Please!”
It didn’t matter that she didn’t know what she was asking for. Tex knew. He rose up above her, abandoning her molten flesh to gaze down at her with a look so dark and intense it all but stole Janie’s breath. She could feel the thick, bulbous head of his cock come to rest against the weeping entrance of her cunt, but he held back to snarl down at her.
“You’re mine.”
Janie blinked, a fizzle of fear rushing through her at that bold claim, but there was no time to deny him as Tex fisted a hand in her hair and tilted her head back.
“Say it!” Tex snapped, sounding more angry than loving. “You’re mine.”
Janie swallowed, the words quivering on her lips as her mind flashed to Brick in that moment.
“Say it!”
“I’m yours,” Janie whispered out but wasn’t able to deny the truth or lie to him in that moment. “And Brick’s.”
Tex grunted at that, accepting her words with a thrust of his hips that buried the full, thick length of his cock deep inside of her. Janie’s eyes widened at the feel of him. He was bigger than any man she’d ever taken before. Bigger and longer, he touched her in ways that ignited a frenzy of delicious delight that had her twisting beneath him.
Tex smiled, a wicked curl of his lips that matched the equally feral glint in his gaze. Janie knew she was in trouble in that moment, but there was nothing she could do. She was bound to the bed and completely at Tex’s mercy. He had none, showed none, as he began to fuck her with a fast-paced rhythm that set every nerve ending in her body on fire.
Janie felt as if she was burning up from the inside out. Every pull and push of Tex’s hard dick ignited a new tremor of pleasure that raced up her spine until the bolts of delight came fast and hard, leaving her awash in a rapture so pure there was nothing that could compare. Nothing but the release that exploded through her as the thick knob of his head pumped against the magical spot buried deep inside of her.
No man had ever touched her like that before, which explained why she’d never come so hard in all of her life. Janie’s eyes bulged as her whole body tensed and arched with the sudden rush of soul-blinding ecstasy that flooded straight through her, leaving her gasping and shuddering in an aftermath so sweet Janie knew that she’d never be the same again.
That was all right with her.
What wasn’t were the binds keeping her from wrapping her arms around Tex as he gave a shout and spent himself deep inside of her. Janie could feel the hot flood of his seed, and in a distant part of her heart, she felt a hope grow that one of his little swimmers might score a touchdown. That thought brought a smile to her lips as Tex collapsed down on top of her.
Sweaty and trembling, he heaved in great pants that sent a hot wash of breath across her cheeks. This was heaven, and she wished it would never end. Dreams really did come true because Tex was not done yet. Still hard and thick, Tex’s dick began to move in a slow rhythm as he muttered an obscenity and began flexing his hips once again.
Janie’s fingers curled around the silken ties binding her wrists to the headboard as the pleasure still bubbling inside her began to condense once again into a massive ball of need that had her own hips lifting in time with his. She gave herself back over to the rhythm of love.
* * * *
Brick could hear Janie scream out with her release and had to fight the urge to rush back into the house and join the party. He wanted to join so badly but knew Janie wasn’t ready to take them both on. She wouldn’t be ready for days if Tex kept going at her the way it sounded.
Brick knew his cousin was known for his longevity, but this was getting ridiculous. By Brick’s count, Tex had already made Janie come at least four times. The damn woman wasn’t going to be able to walk when this was done if Tex kept up this pace. Brick wasn’t the only one having those thoughts.
“Jesus,” Logan muttered as Janie screamed once again and looked up from where he scrubbed away at the words painted across the floorboards of the porch. “What the hell is he doing to that woman?”
Bruce snorted as he glanced up to share a smile with Logan. “Yeah, I think he must have taken a pill or something.”
Or something, Brick thought to himself. He had a sick feeling he knew what that was, too. Tex had fallen for Janie, not that Brick could blame him, but still, love was no excuse to fuck a woman blind. Especially not when she was being hunted. They couldn’t afford distractions now that they knew it wasn’t Ken stalking after Janie.
“A little blue pill.” Logan snickered, sharing a laugh wi
th Bruce that irritated Brick enough into glaring them both back into silence.
That was how they worked. Logan and Bruce smirking and Brick glowering as the anger inside of him heated up with every sound echoing out of the house. Tex should know better than to push Janie that hard, that far. Sweet and innocent, she wasn’t the kind of woman that should be treated like an average slut, being screwed into oblivion.
Finally it was too much. Brick couldn’t take anymore, and with a muttered curse, he threw down his scrub brush and surged to his knees. Aware of Logan’s and Bruce’s amused looks tracking every stomp of his feet, he marched across the porch and banged into the house. His cousins could scrub the damn porch. He had another cousin to take care of, and a woman to rescue.
That thought carried him right into the bedroom, where he found Tex grunting and pumping it out on top of Janie. She was flushed, tears rolling down her cheeks, her puckered lips parted on a moan that didn’t end until she came with another scream, this one broken and raw. That was enough.
Brick didn’t even care that Tex was clearly not done, so that didn’t stop Brick from stepping up and latching a hand on his cousin’s shoulder. With one motion, he sent Tex flying backward and tumbling off the bed. He went with a holler as Janie blinked up at Brick with watering eyes that refused to focus.
That had Brick scowling as he snapped the binds Tex had used to tie her to the bed with quick jerk of his hands. Then he collected Janie, lifting her up into his arms as she murmured and curled into his chest. She was so soft, so sweet, and trembling so hard Brick could have cursed Tex out for using her so mercilessly, but right then, Janie needed him.
He carried her off to the bathroom, where he settled her down into the tub before turning on the water. Brick took a moment to adjust the temperature until it was neither too hot nor cold before he settled the plug into the drain. He would have loved nothing more than to join her, but he held back on his own desires to tend to the woman who had so completely stolen his heart.
Janie lay there, watching him with glassy eyes as he collected a fresh washcloth and a bar of masculine-scented soap. It was all Tex had, but Janie didn’t offer a complaint as Brick settled down onto his knees beside the oversized tub. Her chin shifted as she turned to stare at him, the passion slowly clearing from her eyes as she offered him a smile.
“Are you going to join me?”
Brick wanted to, but he shook his head as he dipped the rag into the water and wrapped it around the bar of soap. With a gentleness he wasn’t known for, Brick began to wash her clean. He started with her feet, lifting each out to stroke the washcloth down the arch and slide it between each and every toe. They wiggled before him as Janie giggled slightly.
“That tickles.”
Brick glanced up at her and smiled, stretching her foot out so that he could begin the slow trek up the curved bulge of her calve to the sweet flare of her thighs. Janie moaned slightly as he slid the rag around to clean the inside of her thigh. Her legs fell open, revealing the pink folds of her newly shaved pussy in an invitation that tested Brick’s control. He didn’t dare to touch her like that.
Not yet.
Instead, he turned his attention to her other leg, running the washcloth up it just as slowly. Again, Janie tried to tempt him with a moan and a smile, but Brick refused to give in, despite the need beginning to boil in his veins. He didn’t even trust himself to wash the swollen folds calling to him.
Instead, he skipped upward to the trembling curve of her stomach, causing Janie to giggle once again. It was the sweetest sound in the world, filling Brick with a joy that had him close to laughing himself. That was Janie’s special gift to him. She made him happy, and as he continued to clean her, he knew that he never wanted to be without her.
Never wanted to be the man that hurt her. He’d die first.
That was just why he kept his hormones in check, tending to Janie’s needs as he finally dipped the washcloth beneath the warm water to slowly, methodically, clean every inch of her quivering folds. Janie groaned, a deep, husky sound that held a wealth of want, which made it all the harder to deny her.
In fact, Brick couldn’t.
Letting the washcloth go, he paid it no mind as it floated off in the warm water but turned his attention to the soft flesh of her cunt. With gentle fingertips, he traced over her creaming folds until his thumb settled over her clit to rub the small bud. Brick watched with narrowed, hungry eyes as Janie’s face flushed with her pleasure. Her delicate features tightened as her breath panted out of her faster and faster in rhythm to the speed of his finger.
She was beautiful, and the sight of her as she came with a gasp almost had him joining her. Brick held back, though. This wasn’t about him but her and showing Janie just how much she meant to him. With that in mind, Brick released her pussy and stood up in search of a towel, needing the moment to gain full control. By the time he returned to pluck her from the water, he had himself back in hand.
That was a very good thing, given Janie all but fell asleep in his arms. Brick tucked her back into Tex’s bed, snuggling the sheets and blanket tight around her before dropping a chaste kiss on the top of her hair and leaving her to rest. That was the hardest thing he’d ever done because, more than anything, he wanted to join her and hold her tight.
Chapter Seven
“Well, this sucks.” Tex sighed heavily as he joined Brick, Logan, and Bruce around the island counter where they’d all kicked back with a beer to discuss the problem they now had. “But, at least we know why threatening that little twerp, Ken, didn’t work.”
“Yep.” Logan nodded. “Watching that dweeb isn’t going to get us anywhere.”
“You think he has help?” Bruce glanced over at Logan, who shrugged as Brick answered.
“I think he has a stalker.”
Tex choked on his beer, a laugh trying to get out as he swallowed. He almost ended up spitting it out while Logan and Bruce snickered, speaking for him when he couldn’t get the words out.
“That turd?” Logan snorted. “What loser would stalk him?”
“His mother,” Bruce shot back, chuckling over his joke before that idea slowly began to sink in.
That could be it. After all, if another woman wanted Ken, she wouldn’t be upset that Janie had rejected him. She’d be thrilled. A mother, on the other hand, would be insulted. It was also a crazy-ass idea, but it was clear somebody had gone crazy.
“Whoever it is, the best way to find out is to catch them in the act.” Tex set his beer down, sobering up as he considered the task in front of them.
They needed to bait a trap. That had always been the plan, but now it worried him. He didn’t want to put Janie in the way of danger. If anything happened to her…Tex couldn’t even finish that thought. It would devastate him that much.
He wasn’t sure when it had happened, or even how, but he simply knew that Janie meant that much to him. She was special, and Tex wouldn’t let her go. Never. Not ever.
“We need a new plan.” One that didn’t involve Janie at all.
Brick seemed to read his mind, nodding almost instantly at Tex’s grim declaration. Logan, though, and Bruce appeared confused, but then what did they know?
“Don’t we have one?” Logan frowned. “I thought you guys were going to head out to the cabin with her tonight. That should egg whoever’s harassing her on. We could have this wrapped up in hours and be home in time for Sunday football.”
“Forget Sunday football,” Tex snapped, irritated by the very idea that something like that would matter more than Janie. “We’re not taking her anywhere. We’re not putting her in the line of fire.”
“That’s kind of an extreme position,” Bruce retorted, stiffening up indignantly. “There is not going to be a line of fire because Logan and I will be there to catch whoever is behind all of this before they get anywhere near your precious fuck.”
Brick reacted instantly to that comment. Snapping a leg out, he kicked Bruce’s stool right out from
under him. Bruce toppled to the ground with a holler as he banged his elbow on the edge of the counter. He ended up holding his arm and glaring up at Brick, who stared stonily back down at Bruce.
“She’s in the line of fire, whether or not you want her to be,” Logan pointed out, barely sparing a glance at the battle brewing between Bruce and Brick. Instead, he focused on Tex with a sad smile. “And if you want to catch the bastard who did this, then you’ll stick to the plan.”
Tex knew Logan had a point, but damned if he wanted to admit it. He wouldn’t have to if he could come up with a better plan, but right then, Tex was drawing a blank. He needed help and knew just who to turn to. Without a word to any three of his cousins, he headed right out the door and toward his truck.
He had to drive over the yard to get around the vehicles blocking his in, but Tex didn’t give a damn about the grass. He was on a mission, and ten minutes later, he pulled into his destination and parked in the back lot behind the bonds office. He hopped out of his truck and stormed up to the back door in such a huff he almost missed the splash of red peeking out of the back dumpster.
It caught his eye, irritating a nerve in him that he didn’t pause to inspect. Instead, Tex filed the moment away and banged into the back of the office. He cut through the halls, heading for Big Bob’s office. He caught the big man on the phone and made his presence known as he slammed the door behind him, causing Big Bob to look up in surprise. The old man’s expression quickly soured to a frown as he sighed.
“Yeah, maybe a little too well. I’ll stop by and we can talk about it tonight.” With that, he hung up the phone and settled back in his seat to study Tex with an intense stare. “Okay. Give it to me.”
“We’re not using Janie as bait,” Tex stated bluntly, refusing to sit down but crossing his arms instead as he made his position clear. “You need to come up with a new plan.”
