Page 14 of Sweet and Wild

His eyes hood over as he searches my gaze. “Are you sure?”

I nod and bite my lip, keeping my fingers circling my clit as he slides deeper and pulls almost all of the way out. His arms tremble as he supports his weight, and I draw him to me, wanting to feel our bodies connected everywhere. He kisses my lips, gentle nips at my tender flesh as he pistons his hips. Pleasure, heat, and anticipation collide within me, pulling me under like a current, sluicing through me as all of my nerve endings and synapses fray and fire. I come harder than I ever have, clutching his body to mine, my legs wrapped around his, my heels digging into his ass, pushing him deeper as he follows me into the sweet and wild abyss.

“Lemonade, we gotta wake up.” He rubs my arm under the blanket, and I mumble and bury myself deeper in the crook of his shoulder. It’s warm here and we’re naked and I don’t want to ride back to the ranch on my own. I don’t want to be without him after what we just did.

“Just a few more minutes,” I murmur.

“Okay, just a few. And then we’re going back.”

“Hmmm.” I nod, but I think he’s already asleep.

I sit bolt upright as hooves thunder toward me and for a moment, I can’t get my bearings. I don’t know where the hell I am, and then Colt stiffens beside me.

“Shit, shit, shit. We fell asleep.” He’s on his feet in a second, tossing my shirt at me as he pulls on his jeans.

“Oh my God! My daddy is gonna kill you.” I throw on my T-shirt and panties, but I’m not even sure where my shorts ended up.

“West is gonna kill me first.”

“You’re goddamn right he is,” West says, as he comes from out of nowhere and punches Colt right in the jaw.

“West, no!” I’m half dressed, and I lunge toward them, but Wade pulls me back. I scream and buck against him, thrashing my arms and legs in an effort to get away. “Let me go!”

West hits him again but Colt doesn’t fight back.

“You’re my best friend. And you’ve been fucking my little sister.”

“It isn’t like that.” Colt spits blood on the ground by his feet.

West darts forward and sucker punches Colt right in the gut. Colt crumples to the ground and I bring my elbow up into Wade’s face. He shouts and releases me, and I dive between my eldest brother and Colt, using my body like a shield. “West William Winchester, you stop right now!”

West’s lips turn up in a sneer. “Move, Lemon.”

“No! I love him.”

West shakes his head. “You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about. You’re too young to be in love.”

“You don’t know. You probably wouldn’t even know what love was if it slapped you in the face.”

“Get out of the way, Lemon.” West steps toward me.

I throw my arms wide, and steel my resolve as I stare down one pissed-off brother. “You wanna hurt him, you have to go through me.”

West’s eyes narrow, darting between his best friend bleeding on the ground and his half-naked little sister protecting the one-hundred-and-fifty-pound boy next door. “How long has this been going on?”

“Long enough, dumbass.” I turn and kneel by Colt’s side, tears welling in my eyes at the sight of blood on his busted lip.

“This is all my fault,” Colt says. “I’ve been in love with Lemon for years. But I never planned to touch her. I didn’t chase her, West. I swear. It just happened.”

“You think that makes it better?” Wade shouts.

“No. If anything, you probably wanna kick my ass even more.”

“You’re damn right I do.”

“No one is kicking anyone’s ass.” I glare at West. “I was the one doing the chasin’. I came onto him, and you know what happens when I set my mind to something I want.”

“He’s older than you!” West closes his eyes and takes several deep breaths. “Four fucking years older. He shoulda known better.”

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