Complete and unwavering avoidance had always been Warrick’s answer to this aspect of life. Marriage? Into his fucked-up family?
No. Absolutely not.
Chapter Seven
Isabelle hated to be so needy in the realm of permanence, but she wasn’t certain she could simply sleep with these two men for a month or so and then walk away unscathed.
She knew herself. She would get attached in a week. Hell, she was already attached. She craved their touch, wanted to be kissed, licked, and fucked by both of them repeatedly. She already knew she’d want to do these things for longer than a month, even though they hadn’t had sex quite yet. But soon. Very soon.
Once they had fully consummated this fragile relationship, Isabelle knew she would want to start over and do it again. And then she’d want even more. The very thought of turning back or not discovering what they had to offer, even in the short term, was completely out of the question.
She wanted to experience ménage love. She wanted to experience it with Warrick and Colton. She refused to miss out on what they had to offer.
If the foreplay at Colton’s ranch house was any indication, regrets would be a long time in coming anyway. So she plunged ahead. Heedless of the warnings her heart sent out to have a care over her emotions. Feelings were overrated, according to her libido.
“So if we got along sexually, you wouldn’t suddenly kick me to the curb, you simply don’t want to get married.”
He shrugged, looking more and more uncomfortable. “Kicking a woman to the curb isn’t really our style. More like they already knew what to expect at the outset.”
Isabelle took a deep breath, already feeling like a month wouldn’t be nearly long enough. However, she should prepare herself for only a short term relationship. The month would speed by like a finger snap.
Colton said, “To be fair though, we also haven’t looked for a permanent relationship, which is likely one reason we haven’t discovered one. It’s not completely out of the realm of possibility, just not usually an issue. Does that make any sense?”
Isabelle nodded. She was fast falling in love with the only two men in the Old West Town compound not currently looking for any kind of long-lasting love. Wasn’t that perfect and exactly her luck? Even so, she wasn’t going to give up her chance. She’d been forewarned, which was better than lots of others got during early relationships.
If one month was all she got, she’d take it.
“Does that mean you want to continue?” Warrick asked, the hope in his tone easy to hear.
“Yes.” She may end up having regrets, but she’d deal with them later. “I want to know what it feels like. For however long it lasts, and I want you to know that I’m fully prepared to try everything.” Absolutely everything.
“Excellent.”
Warrick, followed by Colton, led her to a huge master bedroom on the second floor. The upscale earth tone design in the manly space soothed any misgivings she had about what would happen.
She expected sinfully delicious things were about to take place. Isabelle had a little secret she planned to surprise them with very soon, hoping it would endear her to them and not make their possibly limited time together even shorter.
Colton stripped his shirt off and helped her undress as Warrick watched them. He didn’t take his clothes off until she and Colton were kissing and rolling all over the surface of the large bed.
Once they stopped moving and settled on their sides, they kissed desperately like there was no tomorrow. Warrick joined them, resting casually on his side, pressing his naked muscular chest to her back, sandwiching her against Colton.
Isabelle fairly vibrated with desire as each of them pressed into her. Colton was in front, and Warrick hugged up next to her back. It was much like the last time they’d all been together. Although this time, they were all gloriously naked, and she was fairly certain sex was about to take place. She couldn’t wait to tell them her secret.
Warrick brought both of her arms above her head, holding her hands down with one palm as he kissed the back of her neck, sending riotous tingles down her spine. His finger found its way between her thighs to delve into her pussy and gather fluid. He then moved his finger quickly between her ass cheeks, and his stiff cock rested against her thigh at the ready.
Was he priming her for double penetration sex? Another shiver ran down her spine.
“There is something that I need to tell you,” Isabelle whispered.
“What’s that?” Warrick ran his wet finger around the edge of her rosette. “Is it that you’re a virgin here?” He pressed the opening with one finger. “I expected that.”