“Did you miss me, India?” Fisher asked and India looked over her shoulder, reached back to caress her palm against Fisher’s cheek, and smiled softly.
“Of course I did, sir. I couldn’t wait to feel that thick hard cock of yours deep inside me, too. Don’t keep me waiting, Fisher. Make love to me. Please,” she begged and Fisher kissed her hard on the mouth while Grey continued to thrust up into her.
Fisher got her ass ready for his cock as Grey ran his hands along India’s skin, absorbing her beauty and the fact that she belonged to them.
When Fisher breached her ass with his cock, India froze in place, closed her eyes, and moaned, long and deeply.
“God, you guys are so big and hard. I missed this. I missed being with all of you.”
“And we missed you, too,” Grey said, and those were their final words as making love to India was all they focused on.
India moaned louder and could hardy remain upright as Grey and Fisher continued to stroke over and over again into her pussy and ass. Fisher called out her name and came.
Grey followed as India cried out.
“I need her, too. I want in.” Flynn expressed his desire and Fisher lifted India up off of Grey. Flynn took her into his arms, lay her on the bed, and spread her thighs. “One more lover, baby. One more time.” Flynn kissed her deeply then plunged into her depths.
* * * *
India could hardly catch her breath and now here was Flynn thrusting his cock into her pussy and kissing her neck. That sensitive spot that gave her goose bumps and made her pussy spasm. She moaned and tried to counterthrust. Her body felt so exhausted yet she was tightening up again, prepared to come one more time for her Flynn.
Her breasts tingled, the others cheered Flynn and her on, and she knew that she loved them and that this special relationship they had was worth all the changes and especially leaving Chicago.
“Come for me, baby. Come on now, woman. Come,” Flynn ordered and she counterthrust, kissed his neck, and suckled his skin as he moaned. She came with a rush of cream and an overwhelming sensation of completion.
“Flynn. Oh God, Flynn,” she cried out.
“India,” he countered and thrust into her deeply and came. “I don’t think I can let you leave us ever again, baby. I don’t. I’m sorry if that makes you angry. But you’re not leaving us. You’re not,” he said through clenched teeth then kissed her and hugged her tight.
“I love you, Flynn.”
* * * *
Fenton stood in the doorway to India’s office and listened to her negotiate terms for a job. Word had traveled fast that she was relocating to Texas and within a few days people were trying to hire her. He was impressed with her portfolio and even more so with the clientele list she had in such a short period of time. She crossed her legs and leaned back in the chair as she negotiated with some big-time oil guy who wanted her to redesign his home and all the rooms and accessories, including window treatments. All of it would be India’s responsibility. He didn’t know much about the guy or where the location was, just that she would be away from them for four to five days at a time. That meant more traveling and less making love and holding her in their arms in bed. He was losing his fucking mind.
As much as it concerned him that she would need to travel, he tried to make the others understand that at least she was living with them and calling their estate her new home.
The last several months had been hard. She’d left them for a few weeks to wrap things up in Chicago, and being apart from her was more difficult than words could express. But she was here now. Living in the house, sharing their bed, and helping them to be more social with the community and the people of Pearl. In fact, he wondered if she realized that they needed to head to the Inn in time for the Christmas party. A party she basically twisted all their arms to go to. This last trip of hers had kept her away for ten damn days. It wasn’t supposed to be so long. But it was and they were all pissed still.
“You think about it over the Christmas weekend. Get back to me Wednesday with your answer,” she told the client over the phone and moved as if she were going to disconnect the call.
“What’s that? Wonderful. Then we’ll begin the first of the New Year. I’ll be in touch and fax the contracts in a few days. No. Thank you. I’m certain you will be more than satisfied with my work.”
She disconnected the call and exhaled. Turning in her chair, his eyes zeroed in on the red velvet dress and how the deep V accentuated her breasts.
She looked at him and he nearly lost his breath from how beautiful she looked.
“India?”
“I know. I know. I’m sorry but that man tried to run a hard bargain. But I stood my ground and it will be well worth the risk I’m taking,” she said.
“Are you two ready? We should have left already,” Ford said as he joined them, fixing the sleeve of his shirt that was under the dark suit jacket he wore. His eyes zeroed in on India and his mouth gaped open.
A slow whistle followed as Fisher came in and then Flynn and Grey.
“Do I look okay? No more bruises anywhere?” she asked as she twirled around, and they took in the sight of how the dress dipped low in the back, too.
“Do we really need to go to this or can we stay here and have you instead?” Grey asked, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close. She giggled and gave his arm a slap.