Authors: Paige Warren
Grizzly Pines 2
Gemma Brower is determined to turn her life around. Having fallen about as far as she can, she’s ready to climb out of hell and find her way. She’s determined that she isn’t ready for another relationship after her last one ended so badly, but then she meets Synclair and Ryan Black, two brothers who are as different as night and day. She’s not the only one in instant lust. The brothers have resolved to have her any way they can get her.
With her ex acting like a crazy stalker, Gemma has more on her mind than her love life. Trevor’s calls are escalating and she’s worried he may come after her. After one too many threatening calls, she confides in the brothers, who vow to protect her at any cost. But is Gemma ready to trust again? Her heart is already battered from one failed relationship after another. Dare she attempt to fall in love once more?
BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Rubenesque, Western/Cowboys
Grizzly Pines 2
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Gemma threw her leg out wider, giving her fingers better access. One hand cupped her breast, her fingers pinching her nipple, as the fingers of her right hand teased her clit. She felt hot from the inside out as she panted for breath, a fine sheen of sweat glistening on her skin. Slipping two fingers inside her pussy, she brushed her clit with her thumb. Her hips lifted, fucking her fingers. She hadn’t had sex in weeks and she’d decided to waste away the time by taking the edge off. It wasn’t as good as having a man between her legs— well, a man who knew what he was doing—but it was better than nothing. She’d kill for a vibrator, but it just wasn’t in the budget.
Her juices coated her fingers and trickled down her thighs. With her eyes closed and her head tipped back, she pretended her fingers were the cock of some sun-bronzed Greek god, thrusting away between her legs, his massive dick stretching her to the limit. She circled her clit again, the little bud standing at attention. Hips pumping in time with her fingers, she pushed herself closer and closer to the brink. The hand cupping her breast became his and, if she concentrated really hard, she could almost feel the scrape of his whiskers as he brushed kisses along her throat and shoulder.
The trailer shook from the force of someone banging on the door, but she ignored it and kept pleasuring herself. They’d been knocking for a good three or four minutes already, but she wasn’t about to stop until she came. She was too damn close to stop now. She pinched her nipple harder, adding a bite of pain to the pleasure. Her fingers slid in and out of her body, faster and harder until her body tensed. She bit down on her lip to keep from crying out as her release crashed over her, her body thrashing on the sofa.
Pulling her hands out of her sensitive pussy, she pulled up her panties and shorts before heading into the kitchen to wash her hands. Her heart was still pounding and she had to admit that she felt better, but nothing could replace the real thing. The only way she was going to feel one hundred percent better would be to have a real man between her legs. Sadly, that wasn’t going to happen for a while. She’d sworn off men for the foreseeable future.
Gemma grumbled under her breath as someone pounded on the front door for the sixth or seventh time, hard enough to shake the whole trailer. Whoever it was, they were persistent. The next time the heavy fist landed on the door, she gave up any pretense of not being home and made her way over to the door. She jerked it open and her snarky response died on her lips.
“Beau? What are you doing here?”
Her cousin smiled and shoved his hands into his front pockets. “I talked to Asher. He told me what was going on, about you living in this dump.”
She bristled. “Just because it isn’t a palace doesn’t… ”
“It’s rusted and more than one window is broken, and your front door is dented.”
Her lips turned down in a frown as she assessed the front door. “Wonder who could’ve dented the door?”
“Sarcasm doesn’t become you.” Beau arched a brow.
“What do you want, Beau?” She sighed. “I doubt you drove all the way from Grizzly Pines just to see where I live.”
“We’ve talked it over and we want you to come stay with us for a while, just until you get back on your feet. I’m sure you could find a job in Grizzly Pines, if that’s what you want to do. And if not, you’re welcome to stay with us as long as you want. I’m sure Elodie feels outnumbered most days.”
“Actually, Elodie insisted. She was in a similar situation. Well, not the boyfriend part, but she was being evicted from her rundown apartment when we met her. I don’t know how much your brothers told you about what was going on a few weeks ago. Not that Cody, Beck and I don’t want you there, too, because we do.”
“Let me guess. Beck, Cody, and you swooped in like knights on white horses and saved her.”
“Cody came in later.”
Gemma shook her head. “You may have saved your Elodie, but no one is coming for me. No one worth mentioning anyway. Momma always said I’d have to kiss a lot of frogs to find my prince, but she didn’t mention the snakes I’d meet along the way.”
“Come on, Gem. You know there’s nothing here for you. Leave with me. Come to Grizzly Pines and get a fresh start. It isn’t like you go visit your family all that often. Aunt Peggy said she hadn’t seen you in over a month.”
“This is my home, Beau. My entire life, the delights of downtown Dallas have been in my backyard, just a stone’s throw away, whenever I wanted to go out and play. What the hell is there to do in Grizzly Pines? Watch the grass grow?”
Beau’s expression turned serious. “Don’t you think you’ve played enough, Gem? I would think you’d have tired of your lifestyle by now. How many boyfriends have to beat the shit out of you before you realize you’re going about this the wrong way?”
“Going about life the wrong way?” She snorted. “All right, Yoda, impart your wisdom.”
“I just think maybe you need to slow things down a bit, for a little while. The air is fresh and clean where we live, you’d have a horse to ride whenever the mood strikes you, and the town might be small but it isn’t as bad as you seem to think it is. The people might not be the friendliest, but I’d like to think they’re warming up to us. There’s a bar, if you insist on going out and getting drunk, and there are some shops if you want to buy new clothes or something. We even have a small movie theater.”
“And if I want something your little town can’t offer?”
He shrugged. “Then one of us could go with you to San Antonio. The night life isn’t really Elodie’s thing, but she’d probably like getting rid of one or two of us every now and then.”
“When do I have to decide?”
“I’ll be staying with Uncle Will and Aunt Peggy tonight but, come morning, I’m heading home. If you want to come with me, give me a call and I’ll come help you pack. This is a onetime deal, Gem. I’m only here because Elodie threatened to drive here herself if I didn’t come make the offer.”