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Authors: India Masters
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Cade twins. “You and your brother are the last people in the world I need.” She took a deep breath and continued, righteous anger boiling her blood. “You might have convinced me to let you guide me through the backcountry. Maybe even to play your little sexual games, but if you think I’ll ever need you, you’re plumb crazy. You and that brother of yours? You’re toys for me to play with, nothing more. And rest assured, when I’m done with you, I’ll toss you aside and go back to my real life. Need you, my ass. I don’t need anybody.” She straightened and gave him her back.
He came up behind her, wrapped her in a bear hug, and lifted her off her feet.
“Did you forget the other day, sweet thing? Hmm? Did you forget the way you shoved your pretty little pussy against my face? The way you fucked our fingers when we had ’em buried in your cunt, in your ass? The way you begged us to take you, to hell with the fact we were practically in your backyard? That was you down by the Little Rocky, howling at Bodie to fuck your ass harder while you came all over my dick.” His breath was hot on her neck, his erection long and hard against her bottom. “You can lie to yourself all you want, but by God, you won’t lie to me. Throw us away? I don’t think so, honey. When we’re done with you, you’ll be on your knees beggin’ to stay!”
She wanted to punch him, but her arms were pinned to her side, so she flailed her legs and kicked him hard several times. “Turn me loose, you motherfucker!”
His laugh was harsh, mean. “Such language, Libby. Even you oughta know I’d draw the line at fuckin’ my mother. But I won’t draw it at fuckin’ you. In fact, maybe I’ll just shove you up against this wall and give you what you’ve been beggin’ for.”
As he swung her toward the wall, she kicked again, connecting with the stacked heels of her cowboy boots, grunting with satisfaction when he hissed in pain.
“You little hellcat,” Ty snarled. “You’re nothing but a spoiled, selfish brat, never thinkin’ of anybody but yourself. Someone needs to paddle your ass, and I’m just the man to do it.”
Libby was beyond distraught now; she was so pissed, she thought her head might actually explode. Spoiled? Selfish? She howled in anger, leaned forward, then slammed her head back, bashing Ty in the face.
“Ow! God damn it, Libby!” He released her and raised a hand to his cheekbone.
Blood. Had she done that?
“That does it. I’m gonna—”
Libby scuttled sideways as Archer’s strong hand clamped down on Ty’s shoulder. “You’re gonna go on back into the restaurant and clean up, little brother. Calm yourself down.” His gaze swiveled to Libby. “You okay, buttercup?”
Libby nodded but didn’t say a word. Just continued to glare at Ty, wishing she could be like that kid in Firestarter and set his hair on fire. Damn him.
When Ty was gone, Libby let Archer put an arm around her and lead her to his truck.
“Let’s you and me take a little ride, darlin’.”
He opened the passenger door and handed her inside. “Why, and what about Alex?”
“Because I reckon you need to get away from all those folks that wanna make demands on your time. And as for Alex, I expect she’s taking strips of hide off Ty as we speak. He was out of line, and I don’t hold with anybody manhandling a woman.”
Libby sighed as they pulled out of the parking lot. A few miles west of town, Archer pulled into the Buffalo Bill State Park and killed the engine. Libby looked at him with an eyebrow cocked. “So, did you bring me here to go fishing? Because you’re a mite long in the tooth to be bringing me to your old high school make-out spot.”
Archer threw back his head and laughed. “I always did like you, Libby; you say whatever’s on your mind, and consequences be damned.” He released his seat belt. “But that long-in-the-tooth thing kinda hurt, buttercup. I’m not that much older than you.” He opened
He came up behind her, wrapped her in a bear hug, and lifted her off her feet.
“Did you forget the other day, sweet thing? Hmm? Did you forget the way you shoved your pretty little pussy against my face? The way you fucked our fingers when we had ’em buried in your cunt, in your ass? The way you begged us to take you, to hell with the fact we were practically in your backyard? That was you down by the Little Rocky, howling at Bodie to fuck your ass harder while you came all over my dick.” His breath was hot on her neck, his erection long and hard against her bottom. “You can lie to yourself all you want, but by God, you won’t lie to me. Throw us away? I don’t think so, honey. When we’re done with you, you’ll be on your knees beggin’ to stay!”
She wanted to punch him, but her arms were pinned to her side, so she flailed her legs and kicked him hard several times. “Turn me loose, you motherfucker!”
His laugh was harsh, mean. “Such language, Libby. Even you oughta know I’d draw the line at fuckin’ my mother. But I won’t draw it at fuckin’ you. In fact, maybe I’ll just shove you up against this wall and give you what you’ve been beggin’ for.”
As he swung her toward the wall, she kicked again, connecting with the stacked heels of her cowboy boots, grunting with satisfaction when he hissed in pain.
“You little hellcat,” Ty snarled. “You’re nothing but a spoiled, selfish brat, never thinkin’ of anybody but yourself. Someone needs to paddle your ass, and I’m just the man to do it.”
Libby was beyond distraught now; she was so pissed, she thought her head might actually explode. Spoiled? Selfish? She howled in anger, leaned forward, then slammed her head back, bashing Ty in the face.
“Ow! God damn it, Libby!” He released her and raised a hand to his cheekbone.
Blood. Had she done that?
“That does it. I’m gonna—”
Libby scuttled sideways as Archer’s strong hand clamped down on Ty’s shoulder. “You’re gonna go on back into the restaurant and clean up, little brother. Calm yourself down.” His gaze swiveled to Libby. “You okay, buttercup?”
Libby nodded but didn’t say a word. Just continued to glare at Ty, wishing she could be like that kid in Firestarter and set his hair on fire. Damn him.
When Ty was gone, Libby let Archer put an arm around her and lead her to his truck.
“Let’s you and me take a little ride, darlin’.”
He opened the passenger door and handed her inside. “Why, and what about Alex?”
“Because I reckon you need to get away from all those folks that wanna make demands on your time. And as for Alex, I expect she’s taking strips of hide off Ty as we speak. He was out of line, and I don’t hold with anybody manhandling a woman.”
Libby sighed as they pulled out of the parking lot. A few miles west of town, Archer pulled into the Buffalo Bill State Park and killed the engine. Libby looked at him with an eyebrow cocked. “So, did you bring me here to go fishing? Because you’re a mite long in the tooth to be bringing me to your old high school make-out spot.”
Archer threw back his head and laughed. “I always did like you, Libby; you say whatever’s on your mind, and consequences be damned.” He released his seat belt. “But that long-in-the-tooth thing kinda hurt, buttercup. I’m not that much older than you.” He opened
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