Lang, Chloe - Going Wilde [The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 1] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Chloe Lang

  She turned to Jackson. “You built this?” Awe for his skill filled her up.

  “With my own two hands. I’ve lived here for seven years. At sixteen, we each got to pick out a piece of land to build on. Our parents kicked us out of the big house when each of us turned eighteen. They said it built character. Well, after two years and a lot of hard work, this was the result. My house.”

  “It’s beautiful.”

  He smiled broadly. “Want to see inside?”

  “Yes.” She couldn’t help herself. Jackson’s creativity and talent amazed her.

  She got out of the truck with the help of Jackson’s steadying hands. He put his arm around her waist. Since her legs felt wobbly, she appreciated his help. Then they all stepped up to the front porch, complete with a swing built for two. She could imagine how wonderful it would be to sit there listening to the birds and watching the sun go down.

  Jackson opened the door and motioned her inside. She stepped in, and he turned on a light. A beautiful living room welcomed her. It didn’t look like the home of a single man. Everything was so neat and orderly. Not a speck of dust could be seen on any surface, including the gorgeous oak floors. On the wall to the left, a large stone fireplace filled the space, perfect for cold winter nights. One comfy leather sofa faced it. Two upholstered chairs flanked the sofa. Instead of a coffee table, Jackson’s living room had end tables positioned between each arm of the sofa and the chairs, creating a u-shape seating area. On the floor in front of the sofa was a white plush rug. It looked so soft and inviting, she could see herself stretched out with a glass of wine, staring up into a roaring fire. Straight ahead was the kitchen, open to the living room. It had a raised bar, maple cabinets, granite countertops, and stainless steel appliances. To the right were two doors. One was closed, and the other was open. Through the one ajar, she could see a large bed with a blue spread.

  She gulped. Was that what Jackson had in mind? Take her to bed again? Maybe he hadn’t been lying to her after all about being attracted to her. Or was this all just more of his attempt to influence her investigation?

  “Jessie, would you like a bath?” Jackson asked, his tone so tender and sweet.

  She inspected herself and found she was covered in muck from the fall at the mine. “Yes.” Instantly, she regretted what she’d said. Here I go again, ready to shed my clothes at the drop of his cowboy hat. “But I might wait until I get back to my hotel.”

  “That’s ridiculous, darlin’. More than getting the mine’s dust off you, I’m sure that you’ll feel much better after a bath.”

  “Jackson, you got something to eat?” Phoenix walked into the kitchen and opened one of the cabinet doors. “I think Jessie could use some food on her stomach.”

  “I’ve got stuff to make a grilled cheese sandwich. I also think there’s a can of tomato soup in the pantry. That’s about it.” Jackson put his arm around her waist and led her to the closed door. He opened it, walking her into a pristine white bathroom with a pedestal sink, toilet, tall cabinet, and a claw-foot tub with a showerhead and curtain. “Sit on the toilet seat, Jessie.”

  Unable to muster an argument, she complied.

  He used an old-fashioned stopper on a chain to plug up the drain, then he turned the two faucets. “How hot do you like your bathwater, sweetheart?”

  “Pretty hot.”

  Jackson nodded and made an adjustment to the mix of hot and cold. She could see the steam floating on the rising water. He stood up. “Let me help you undress.”

  “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” She folded her arms over her chest.

  “Stop arguing. You’re exhausted. If you fall and bust your head in my bathroom, my insurance premiums will go up.” Jackson started undressing her by unbuttoning her blouse. “I’m not taking you back to town looking like you fell down a mine shaft. Besides, I want to wash your clothes for you while you bathe.”

  She nodded her consent.

  In a flash, he had her completely devoid of clothing. Naked, she trembled. Though her body was overly fatigued, she still felt a spark of desire in her core.

  Jackson stared down at her and smiled. “Jessie, you are so beautiful.”

  By his tone, she knew that he had been telling her the truth that morning about having real feelings for her. How could she stay angry with him? Appropriate or not, she liked his attention. What woman wouldn’t from such a sexy cowboy? She spotted the tear in his jeans and the dark stain. “I forgot you were hurt.” He’d been heroic with her in the mine.

  “Just a scratch, sweetheart. Doc looked me over, too. Doesn’t even need stitches.”

  Relief filled her up. “I’m a little cold. Can I get in the tub now, General Jackson?”

  He nodded and lifted her up in his arms.

  “I can walk, you know.” But she liked being held, leaning into his muscular chest.

  He didn’t answer, and lowered her gently into the hot water. “How’s the temperature, Jessie?”

  “Perfect.” She felt her aches began to melt away. “Thank you.”

  Jackson smiled. “I don’t take baths, Jessie. I don’t have anything like bath salts or oils or whatever you women use.” He pointed to the metal caddy hanging on the lip of the tub. It held soap, shampoo, and conditioner. “Will those work for you?”

  “Of course. They’ll be fine.”

  He went to the cabinet and pulled out a white towel and washcloth. He placed them within easy reach for her. “Take all the time you need. I suck in the kitchen, but Phoenix is quite the chef. He can make a gourmet meal out of just about anything.”

  “I’m not really hungry.”

  “Darlin’, you haven’t eaten a bite all day.”

  She’d forgotten about that. The sack he’d brought that morning probably still held the uneaten burritos. Her stomach growled.

  Jackson pointed to the robe hanging from the hook on the back of the bathroom door. “Until I get your clothes dried, you can wear this.”

  God, she could get used to this treatment. “Thank you.”

  He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “I’m just glad you’re okay, Jessie.”

  “You know I will have to investigate the accident that happened today along with the others.”

  “Sweetheart, you do your job. I expect you to. You and me...let’s keep us separate from the mine. Seriously, I’ll help you in any way I can. If you find infractions, so be it.”

  “What will your brother Austin think about that?”

  “Doesn’t matter.”

  “We’ll see.”

  “Jessie, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you who I was at the Horseshoe.” His face showed honest repentance. “Please, forgive me.”

  She couldn’t stay mad at him with those puppy dog eyes. “Okay. But we need to keep what happened at the hotel a secret.”

  “Absolutely. Now, enjoy your bath.” He stepped through the door. “I’m going to leave the door cracked open just a bit. If you need me, just holler, okay?”

  “I think I yelled enough this morning, don’t you?”

  “I deserved it, sweetheart. Just let me know if you need anything.”

  She brought her hand up to her forehead in a mock salute.

  He nodded and, as promised, pulled the door to not quite closed.

  Jessica closed her eyes and let herself drift off. She’d never been treated like a queen until Jackson.

  * * * *

  A deep male voice and a knock on the door woke her. “Jessie?”

  For a moment, she had to get her bearings. Where was she? A house not far from Wilde...in a bedroom. The voice was Jackson’s, the man who had been her first real lover.

  “You awake, sweetheart?” he said, walking into the bedroom.

  How long had she been out? After her bath, he’d brought her an amazing meal that Phoenix had prepared. His brother’s concoction of a salad of mixed greens, grapes, nuts, and grated cheese topped off with vinaigrette thrilled her taste buds to no end. After her meal, Jacks
on had insisted that she stretch out on his bed to rest.

  “Yes, I’m awake.” Suddenly, she remembered that she’d taken her laptop to the mine. Had she left it there? Stupid mistake. She sat up in the bed and pulled the robe tight around her body.

  “You okay? You seem tense.”

  “Do you know where my laptop is?”

  “We must’ve left it in the mine’s infirmary. I can call and find out.”

  “Do that.” She’d screwed up again. What would her boss think if he knew she was in the bed of one of the owners of the mine? Sure, Jackson was telling the truth about how he felt about her. Did that change how inappropriate this was? No. “Where are my clothes?”

  “They’re almost dry. Darlin’, what’s wrong?” He sat on the bed and grabbed her hand.

  She jerked it away. “Nothing. I just shouldn’t be here.”

  Phoenix walked in. “Why not?”

  “Given what I’m in Wilde to do and who you both are, it’s not proper.”

  “Jessie, I don’t give a damn about what’s proper and what’s not.” Jackson cupped her chin. “Don’t you understand that?”

  “It doesn’t matter.” She kept her voice from shaking, though anxiety ripped at her insides. “It is what it is.”

  Phoenix shook his head. “Lil’ bro, I’ve had about as much of this as I can stand. She wants you. That’s clear.” His demanding and sure tone rocked through her nerve endings like an avalanche. “She’s just conflicted, and I know how to get her past that.”

  Oh, God! “What if I don’t want to get past it?”

  “Oh, you do want to.” Phoenix lifted her up in his arms in a single swoop. “You need to stop denying yourself the pleasure my brother wants to give you.”

  Tingles shot down into her pussy. How could she be so turned on by him with Jackson sitting there watching them? But she was. “I bet you want to fuck me, too. Why don’t you tell him that?”

  “He already knows. Best not to tempt me, angel.” Phoenix’s fixed stare on her showed the voracious hunger he had for her.”

  Yes, Phoenix had joined in last night to pleasure her, but that was before Jackson had made love to her and confessed his affection. The stakes had been raised, and she expected Jackson to be angry with his brother for his blatant sexual advances. But when she looked at him, he wasn’t jealous—he was hot with carnality.

  “So, what are you going to do to me?” She felt an ache growing inside her to be ravished.

  “Whatever it takes, Jessie.” Phoenix grinned.

  There was no resistance to such strength of will. “Well, we’re in the right room for it.”

  “Not here. This is too mundane, too predictable. I want you out of your comfort zone. I want you to be surprised, dripping with desire, begging for more from my brother.” Somehow Phoenix was able to strip her of the robe in mere seconds while still holding on to her. “And I want him to stop holding back, too. Sure, you don’t have much experience, but you are all woman. He needs to unleash himself on you full throttle.”

  Her heart thudded like a hammer in her chest, but refusal wasn’t in her. She wanted this, more than she knew possible.

  “Strip, lil’ bro. Then come into the living room. I’ll have this sexy dish revved up and ready for you.” Phoenix didn’t wait for a reply, but carried her into the other room.

  He sat down in the chair, moving her in his lap to face away from him in a kind of reverse cowgirl position. “You are so fucking hot. There’s so much about you that makes a man crazy with desire.”

  Jessica could feel Phoenix’s cock through his jeans against her ass. It was hard as a rock. His knees came between her legs until they dangled on the outside of his thighs. When the warm air hit her pussy, moisture seeped out of her slit. Her clit began to ache and throb.

  “My brother’s going to lap up that sweet cream of yours until you think you’re going to go insane.”

  Next, Phoenix fanned out his legs, causing hers to go even wider. Then he crooked his arms into hers, pulling back until her body was spread-eagle and immobile.

  She felt him sweep her neck with his tongue.

  “Your skin tastes so good, sweetheart. You’re something else.”

  Her head swam in a warm haze of desire.

  Jackson stood at the bedroom door. His naked body added to her already growing hunger. His cock stood up at attention, as if ready for battle.

  “Dinner is served.” Phoenix laughed lustily. “No more asking for permission, bro. Take what is yours.”

  She wished she could squeeze her thighs together to try to rein in her desire, but he was having none of that.

  Jackson hesitated. “She’s not experienced. Until last night, she was a virgin.”

  “What?” Phoenix’s hold faltered, but then returned firm. “I knew she didn’t have much time in between the sheets, but I didn’t expect that.”

  “So, you see why I’ve been gentle with her.”

  “Fuck that talk. She’s a woman. She has needs.” Phoenix bit tenderly down on her earlobe. He released the little bit of flesh, then whispered, “You want Jackson, don’t you, Jessie?”

  His words hit a nerve, juicing up her insides. “Yes.”

  Jackson was between her legs in a flash. He looked at her pussy as if he’d found the mother lode. She could feel his hot breath skate across her folds. More wetness oozed out of her pussy. He looked up, his eyes sparkling with want and abandon. Then his tongue touched her mound like a writhing velvet glove that never stilled. Heat and vibrations mixed together deep inside her channel. Her clit swelled and throbbed. Unable to control herself, she wiggled violently, but Phoenix held her tight.

  “You like Jackson lapping up your sweet little cunt’s cream?” His tone was deep and throaty.

  “Mmm.” She bit her lip against the onslaught of quakes erupting in her body.

  Jackson’s hands shot up above his head, latching on to her chest. Gently he massaged her breasts, causing her nipples to pulse and harden. As he continued licking her pussy like a man dying of thirst, she could feel Phoenix grinding up into her ass through his jeans. Sparks fired through her core. A primitive hunger gnawed at her insides.

  When Jackson pressed on her clit with his tongue, tiny explosions of warmth and tingles filled up her body. A moan slipped from her lips.

  “Get ready, sweetheart. I’m going to spread you even wider for Jackson.”

  When he did, she got an even better feel of Phoenix’s cock against her ass. What little movement she could muster, she used to push back into him.

  “So, you want to explore more wickedness. Be a good girl, and you just might get to.”

  Her body vibrated, due to her anxiety. Or was it desire? Did he mean anal sex? “I’m not ready for that, Phoenix.”

  “You’re ready for that and so much more, angel. You’ll see. Now, stop thinking and keep enjoying.” His mouth feathered her shoulder. “Understand?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good girl.”

  Jackson added his fingers to his oral invasion between her legs, using them as marching soldiers across her aching pussy’s folds. Then, with his incredibly skilled lips and tongue, he tormented her clit. A frenzy of heat and sparks sprang from her pussy throughout her body, inside and out. Dizzy with desire, she shuddered.

  Phoenix’s dry humping intensified and sped up. “Fuck, you two are so hot.”

  The tag-team, tasty torture went on and on. Her logical mind crumbled into a million pieces, leaving only unwavering desire. When Jackson tenderly captured her clit between his teeth, her orgasm detonated.

  She screamed as every inch of her, inside and out, vibrated. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and still Jackson held her clit tight. Crazed with lust, she writhed against the bonds of Phoenix’s arms and legs. She didn’t want to be free of him, but she was unable to keep still with the climax burning wildly inside her. No matter. Phoenix never lost his hold on her.

  Jackson moved up her body with his tongue and licked h
is way up to her greedy mouth. He fed her lips with a devastating kiss that had her toes and fingers curling. Phoenix released her arms, and she flung them around Jackson’s neck. She felt cherished and adored. What could be better?

  When their kiss ended, Jackson’s face looked lusty hot. “Let’s move this into the bedroom, sweetheart.”

  Chapter Seven

  Jackson placed Jessie on the bed while Phoenix undressed. She seemed ready for the first leg of the crazy carnival ride. He prayed the eventual destination of this roller coaster was her clothed in white inside Pete’s chapel surrounded by him and his brothers.

  But he couldn’t tell her about what he had planned for her and his brothers. Not yet. Way too soon. She needed to fall in love with each and every one of his brothers, and they needed to fall in love with her.

  She looked like a reclining goddess on his bed, ready for worship. Jackson squeezed her hands gently, and he felt warmth shoot up his arm.

  “You want to share me with your brother?” She looked both confused and excited.

  “I want you to have pleasure beyond what you can imagine.” Desire for her fired through him. “Trust us.”

  “I’ll try.”

  Her gentleness and delicacy held him captive. Pleasing her for the rest of his life was all that mattered to him now.

  Phoenix reached over and stroked her hair. “You’ll do great, Jessie.”

  She smiled and tilted her head toward his brother. That pleased him. If he could get Phoenix on board, then the others would be easier. Clearly, Phoenix was falling for her, just like him.

  Jessie blinked. “I’m confused at how you two are going to share me?”

  “Leave everything to us, sweetheart.” Jackson crawled in next to her, and Phoenix did the same on the other side of the bed, sandwiching her between them.

  Jackson traced her side and saw her flesh pop up where he touched. His brother descended onto her breast, and she bit her lip. Thinking that was a great idea, Jackson swallowed Jessie’s other breast, and a little gasp escaped her mouth. He guided his fingers down until they touched the cream pooling from her pussy. He could hear Phoenix suck on her chest, and that only made his cock even harder.