SiNN (15 page)

Lea muttered something beneath her breath, then said, “Don’t
you already know? You did investigate me, right?”

Not her weight or her gutsy nature or her giving heart.
Unwilling to tell her that, Jake said, “You weigh practically nothing and you
know it. Now be quiet and sleep.” Playfully, he swatted her ass.

“Aw, damn,” she purred, “do that again.”

“Later,” he said, stifling his own yawn, determined to stay
awake until she’d drifted off, wanting to give her a feeling of safety and
protection.

“Promise?” she asked.

“Only if you keep quiet.”

At last she did, nestling close, her hand over his heart,
her lips to his throat. Within minutes, she breathed quietly, finally asleep.

Tightening his hold on her, Jake struggled against his own
fatigue, not ready for the evening to end just yet, his mind returning to their
earlier pleasure. He smiled at the memory of Lea taking his balls in her mouth,
exploring his anus, pleasuring him in ways no other female had. Hell, he was no
altar boy and what she’d done surprised him.

Did she know even more carnal moves that he couldn’t
imagine? Where had she learned them? What did it matter?

He didn’t care about her past. His thoughts drifted to the
future…hopeless territory.

Jake imagined them back in Phoenix in an apartment drenched
with sunlight, all the blinds opened because they had nothing to fear. He
pictured Lea standing at the stove frying bacon and making cinnamon rolls,
homey stuff except for how she looked. Wondrously nude, her only adornment was
the diamond in her navel and the delicate chains she’d sported as SiNN. With
each breath, the body jewelry rolled over her flesh, sparkling like glitter
dust.

Giving him a smile, she asked, “Hungry?”

In more ways than she imagined.

The kitchen table creaked beneath her weight as Jake sat her
on the edge of it, directing Lea to lie back and spread her thighs. She lifted
her arms above her head, sending a plate clattering away from her. Utensils
fell to the floor.

He burrowed into her snug, damp heat, unable to stop the
fury with which he had to take her. No matter how deep he went, how much he
pumped, it wasn’t enough. Jake needed more.

They came together as he knew they would. She clung to him
throughout, her desire exactly what he’d been searching for all of his life
without realizing how lonely he’d been.

He blurted, “I can’t let you go.”

She said nothing.

“Didn’t you hear me?” he asked, frightened suddenly, needing
her answer, her recognition of his desire. “I won’t leave you. I can’t.”

The bacon popped, sounding like gunfire.

Cubrero.

Instantly, Jake’s eyes snapped open. Even with his panic, he
realized he’d fallen asleep, his dream dissolving beneath continuing dread.
Something he’d heard. What?

He pushed to his elbows, only then realizing Lea was no
longer lying on him. A quick glance told him she wasn’t anywhere in the room.
Shit. Where had she gone?

On his feet, Jake stared at the morning light streaming
through the immaculate windows, past pines taller than a three-story house. The
scent of bacon and what smelled like cinnamon rolls drew him toward the
kitchen. Had Lea gone in there to make them breakfast?

Where the hell was Toby? Was he in there with her? Had they
finally connected?

No.

Dressed in faded jeans and a white Polo shirt, Toby had his
back to Jake. A spatula hung limply in his right hand as he faced the kitchen
window, ignoring the food he was cooking.

Jake padded to him.”Where is she?”

Toby inclined his head to the right.

Scrubbing his face with his hands, Jake looked outside.

Naked, Lea stood at the edge of the Olympic-sized pool,
regarding it and the rock formations in the distance, the buttes blushing
incredible shades of scarlet beneath the heavy sun. Silhouetted against the
hard blue sky, several birds rode air currents, circling higher, higher.
Splashes of yellow, pink, white and purple blossoms brightened the shadows on
the ground, the colorful flowers opening in the quickly warming air.

It was an undeniably magnificent view, though no match for
Lea.

Jake padded closer, his fingertips resting on the window, wanting
to touch her instead. Beams of light filtered past the massive pines to shine
on her, bringing out the coppery highlights in her hair.

The silky strands draped her shoulders, the ends resting on
the upper swell of her breasts.

As alarmed as Jake had been a moment before, he was as horny
now, his cock wanting inside her again.

Given Toby’s strained breathing, he was feeling the same.

Go for it,
Jake thought.
Give Lea what she needs,
what you need. Sure it will end crappy, but we have now.

It must not have been enough for Toby. He didn’t move.

Jake resisted a sigh and padded toward the back door. Just
as he reached it, he heard splashing sounds and saw Lea bobbing in the center
of the pool, clawing wet hair from her face and throat.

“I sent our report to Nunez,” Toby said.

Jake’s hand stalled on the knob. He looked over.

Toby was still watching Lea, a whole lot of lust and longing
in his eyes. The way he gripped the spatula said he was trying to control
himself from joining her or to keep from reporting the bad shit he knew. Stuff
Nunez might have divulged after he’d gotten Toby’s report.

Like Lea having to leave this place sooner than any of them
had planned. And that last night was all the time they’d ever have together.

Jake’s belly twisted. Hiding his dread, he asked, “How long
did Nunez say we keep her here?”

“Only a few days while arrangements are being made. That
hasn’t changed.” He glanced at Jake, his face haggard from lack of sleep and
his unending fight for control. “Nor has the fact that she’ll then be moved to
a new location, another state with different deputies protecting her. Out of
our lives.” He crossed the room, stopping short of the back door. “No matter
what’s going through your head or hers, she’s going to have to go, Jake.”

“In a few days, Nunez said. Not now.”

Toby frowned. “What the fuck difference will a few days make
except for this to get even worse? I want her as much as you, but we can’t—”

“You can’t,” Jake interrupted. “I will.” He pulled open the
door and headed outside.

Treading water, Lea turned at the sound of the back door
closing, seeing Jake just as he moved from the faint shadows into a shaft of
light, the beams caressing his length.

Lucky light.

He was such a delicious man, looking all sex-mussed. So very
male. Exactly what Lea required.

His hair pointed in too many directions, his face was
shadowed with beard, his cock was decidedly erect and his gaze was intense.
What some might call accusing. As though he wasn’t at all pleased she’d left
his side without his permission…as though he might punish her for being so
bold.

The thought warmed Lea more than the sun beating down on
her. Looking at him from beneath her lashes, she smiled as though to say
do
whatever you want with me.

Jake’s grin assured Lea that he would.

She swam to the shallow end of the pool, walking through the
water to reach the edge. The scent of chlorine, flowers and pine floated on the
gentle breeze.

Lea wanted to smell him, the scent of sex on his skin, their
musk mingled into a new, unique fragrance that belonged to them both.
Impatiently, she waited as Jake padded to her. His rigid cock bobbed with each
step as though demanding her attention.

How could she refuse?

His organ was so very beautiful, the shaft reddish with
arousal, the succulent crown so smooth and plump. And his balls. Wow. The
roughened skin simply begged for her tongue and fawning caress.

“Hey,” she said, casual as all get out, not yet betraying
her need. She stroked his toes, grinning as he pulled them back. “Aw, what’s
the matter? Can’t stand to be tickled?”

“Nope.” His confession didn’t bring him down to her. He
remained standing, his shaft and balls just out of easy reach, as though he
intended to torture Lea a bit more before giving in to her yearning. “How about
you?”

“I’m immune,” she lied, running her fingers up his calf.

He didn’t pull away this time. “That right?”

Lea liked how husky he sounded, how completely in her
control. “No matter what you do, I can take it.”
I want it.

“We’ll just have to see about that,” he said.

Arching one brow at his challenge, Lea was about to give him
a bit of sass when the back door slammed.

Barefooted, Toby padded to the other end of the pool,
stopping there.

As deliciously sloppy as Jake looked, Toby was all spit and
polish. He’d shaved and combed his hair. His jeans were so wrinkle-free it
appeared he’d actually ironed them.

Crap. Lea didn’t want to see him like that—fully clothed,
freaking uptight, his lips pressed into such a hard line.

However, his eyes…oh, his eyes. Undeniable longing filled them.
Rarely had Lea witnessed a man looking as lonely, as needy of comfort and a
woman’s embrace.

Turning to him, she opened her arms in invitation.

Toby struggled a moment, then stared at her breasts. Peering
lower, he regarded what he could of her legs and cunt in the water.

She waited until he’d looked his fill. When he didn’t turn
away, she offered him a welcoming smile.

He appeared as riveted by it as he did the rest of her, but
no grin touched his face. He seemed to have even stopped breathing.

Poor guy. Lea could see his continuing turmoil, wishing he’d
just give in to what she knew he wanted.

At length, he looked over at Jake.

If ever there was a man completely at peace with her needing
them both, it was Jake. His expression asked,
what in the fuck are you
waiting for, fool?

Toby’s face flushed red. Lea fully expected him to turn on
his heel and head for the house.

He did not. He stood absolutely still for a moment, then
tore off his shirt, tossing it on a chaise lounge. When the garment fell from
the canary yellow padding to the concrete, Toby didn’t seem to notice or care.

He was breathing hard now. More color rose to his throat and
cheeks as though he couldn’t contain his hunger to have her.

Lea lowered her arms, her mind speaking to him.
That’s
it. Enjoy yourself for a change.

She certainly was, exploring Toby’s golden skin, his
well-toned pecs. A line of hair, a darker blond than that on his head, trailed
beneath his navel to the waistband of his jeans.

He made fast work of shoving the metal button through its
hole and yanking down his fly.

Damn. He hadn’t worn underwear. All Lea saw was taut male
flesh and his wiry thatch of pubic hair.

She peeked at Jake. A faint smile touched his lips, as
though he approved of Toby’s decision to finally join them.

Lea certainly did. Enthralled, she watched him shoving his
jeans down his powerful thighs and calves. Stepping out of them, hands to his
sides, he faced her.

Images of Vikings, ruthless and crazed for female flesh, a
woman’s immediate submission, filled Lea’s mind.

Her legs got unsteady. She had to lock her knees to keep
from sinking beneath the water.

He didn’t have a tan line. Not any fucking where. He
sunbathed in the nude? What a nice surprise, along with every other part of
him.

Toby’s cock was as impressive as Jake’s, as meaty, long and
erect. His balls were slightly lighter in color, not as pendulous, but
beautiful nonetheless. They’d taste wonderful and would feel even better when
they tapped her ass as he plowed into her cunt.

What would Jake do during the act? Fill her mouth with his
tongue or rod? Or burrow his shaft into her anus, taming her even more?

So many wanton pictures flashed through Lea’s mind, she went
dizzy with desire. Breathlessly, she watched Toby padding around the pool,
stopping when he and Jake were side by side.

One dark. One light. Both aroused and looking down at her,
their virility stealing all coherent thought.

She swallowed and stepped back. The water swished around
her, lapping Lea’s rib cage. Feeling playful, she moved her finger from one to
the other and asked, “You two planning to get it on with each other?”

Both men frowned.

“Fuck no,” Jake said.

“You got that right,” Toby offered.

Hmmm. It seemed she was going to be the only offering on
their plates. Sounded nice. Downright decadent, in fact. “You’re sure?” she
goaded. “I saw how the two of you have been looking at each other.”

Neither did so now or commented. Their shoulders tensed,
their biceps bulged and, by God, their cocks seemed to thicken a bit more. As
though they might be showing off for her?

Oh yeah.

Jake leaned toward Toby. “I think it’s time we taught her
some manners.”

“You’re right,” he said. “Let’s show her who’s boss.”

This was getting beyond good. Giggling, Lea took several
steps back, with the weight of the water trying to send her forward again.
Pressing her toes into the concrete, she said, “You’ll have to catch me first.”

Jake planted his hands on his narrow hips. “Think a
five-minute head start would help?”

Thirty minutes wouldn’t do the trick given the potency of
his gaze and what she sensed was going through his thoughts. “I think you’re
all talk,” she accused, continuing to step back until she was nearing the deep
end and treading water.

Keeping close to the edge of the pool, Jake walked in her
direction. Toby was right behind him.

Doing the backstroke, Lea reached the deepest part of the
pool. Jake and Toby rounded the corner, one on each side of the diving board.
Water splashed as Lea turned around to face them, then lifted her chin to Toby.
“You too,” she nagged. “All talk.”