***Reagan***
Ipulledoveron the side of the road and jumped out of my car as soon as I saw it was August. I rushed back towards his truck as he slammed his door closed and rushed towards me.
“If you don’t slow the hell down, woman, I’m going to take your fucking—” He grunted as I jumped into his arms and wrapped my body around his. As soon as I kissed him, his hands went to my ass and he held me tight.
I tugged at his hair and sucked his tongue into my mouth before biting his lip. I stroked my tongue over it and gasped when I felt my back land against the side of his truck, the metal warm.
August roughly kissed down the side of my chin and jaw, pressing his lips to my ear as his fingers dipped low on my ass and teased over the seam of my jeans. “Did you realize you were giving Charlie a show?”
Moaning as his fingers pressed harder and his teeth trailed down my neck, I made a sound that meant absolutely nothing. I had no idea what he was saying. I was too horny and too eager to orgasm.
“Hey, Charlie? You picked a hell of a night to hang out.”
My head snapped up as I finally put together what August was saying. Looking over, I saw Charlie sitting in the passenger seat, his face pinched as he watched me throw myself at August. Instantly feeling guilty, I pushed August away and inched back towards my car.
Charlie, seeing my face, got out of the truck and ate up the distance between us with his long legs. I found myself being yanked into his chest and kissed with enough frustration and longing to bruise my lips and leave me panting and confused.
When he pulled back, he spun me around and walked me backwards until my back bumped into August’s chest. “You’re a needy little thing, aren’t you?”
I whimpered and nodded. “Your fault.”
August ran his hands up my sides and kissed the back of my neck. “Trying to say that I wasn’t the source of your need, Rea?”
I stammered. “I just need… This is insane.”
Charlie cupped my jaw and lifted my face. “I thought I was being a gentleman by not having my way with you last night, but that’s not what you need, is it? You don’t need a gentleman. You need to be fucked.”
“I think we could handle that.” August’s heat was gone in an instant. “Charlie and I are going to finish my shift. You’re going to let yourself into my house and get ready for us.”
Charlie growled before shifting away from me, too. “I’ll send you the address.”
“The door isn’t locked.” August nodded towards my car. “Slow the fuck down. And don’t let the dog in the house. He’ll try to convince you that he can come in. He can’t.”
I stumbled backward and bit my lip. “How long?”
“An hour tops. Be ready, Reagan.” August moved forward and gripped the back of my head to kiss me hard. “Once more. Slow down.”
Charlie nodded and flashed me his dimples. “You go slow. We won’t.”
There was no chance of me going slow. Instead of going straight to August’s house, I called Megan and profusely apologized for interrupting her and Kara before asking her to be prepared to cover for me if Russ called. Then, I raced home and stuffed a bag with necessities before going upstairs and leaving a note for Russ and Lisa, telling them I’d be at Megan’s.
I felt bad for lying, but I was also laser-focused. I wanted to be at August’s. I followed the directions to his house and found that he lived just outside of town, on the opposite side of the Stovalls. I drove down a driveway that was over a mile long, worried the entire way that I was lost before the dark night finally opened up and I saw a well-lit house up ahead.
Parking in front of the two-story home, I climbed out and stared at it in surprise. It was much more domestic than I ever imagined August to be. There were flower beds and up-lighting, for god’s sake. I was immediately enamored with the wraparound porch and the wide front door.
Grabbing my bag, I shut my car door and then almost had a heart attack when I saw the largest dog I’d ever seen in my life sitting just on the other side, watching me with its tongue rolled out. I clasped my hand to my heart and kept a close eye on it, sure that August wouldn’t have sent me in to get mauled, but still nervous.
“Hey, puppers. Your daddy didn’t mention just how large you were going to be.”
The big dog tilted its head to the side, and paired with the ears, I saw that it was some sort of German Shepard mix. It sniffed me and then licked my hand before turning and walking towards the porch. It stopped after a few feet and looked back at me like it was seeing if I was following.
“How many women does your daddy have you show to the door, pup? I’m starting to feel a little weird.”
It led me all the way to the door and then pawed at it. In the porch light, I saw its tag read Hunter. Hunter looked up at me with his eyes all big and round and nuzzled his nose into my hand.
I swallowed, trying to remember that August said not to let him inside. I inched closer to the door and slowly opened the door, stepping inside. Hunter didn’t try to force his way in, but he whined and went down on his belly, covering his eyes with his paws.
“I’m sorry! Your daddy said not to let you in. What am I supposed to do? Just ignore him? I’m trying to get something from him. If I blatantly ignore his one order, he might not want to put out.”