Double Down (Ozark Magic, #1)Graham’s feelings for Izzy have always been complicated . . . and intense. When he realizes that his brother has encroached on his territory, he’s not sure if he can deal. They’ve tried sharing a woman before, and that ended in heartache for everyone. But when Izzy’s sketchy uncle enters the picture, Graham’s cop senses go on high alert. He may very well have to trust his brother, Izzy, and himself, if he wants to keep the woman he loves safe.
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Her soft lips pressed against his mouth,
causing Graham’s eyes to widen in surprise. He’d sensed her unease, so her
sudden aggressiveness took him aback for a moment. She wanted them? Was that
what she was saying with this kiss?
Stepping forward, Izzy pressed her body
against his and he groaned at the feel of her firm breasts pressed against his
chest. When her tongue hesitantly probed through his parted lips, he would have
lost control if it weren’t for Chris standing behind her dramatically clearing
his throat.
Grasping her shoulders, it took every ounce
of strength in Graham to push Izzy away and plant her back on her feet. Her
lips were slightly swollen, and her blue eyes had darkened. Before he could
catch his breath to speak, a stunned look crossed her pretty face.
“I – I’m sorry. You said this wasn’t the
right time. Obviously you don’t want to – I – I shouldn’t have. . .” She
trailed off, trying to step away, but both of them reached for her at the same
time. Dammit, he hadn’t meant to upset her.
Looking to his brother for help, Graham was
relieved when Chris leaned into Izzy without hesitation, easing her worry.
“You
have to tell us, baby,” Chris murmured against her ear. “Trust me, we want
nothing more than to kiss your pretty lips until your head swims, but you have
to tell us what you want first.”
“I don’t want to guess wrong,” Graham
agreed, reaching for her hand and entwining his fingers with hers. “It would be
easy for us to just take you, toss you on the bed, make you come over and
over.” He stepped closer to her as her eyes started to glaze at that statement.
“And maybe that’s what you want. Us taking you without you having to actually
make the decision.” He brushed her swollen lips with the pad of his finger.
“But it doesn’t work that way, sweetheart. You have to tell us what you want.”
“But – but – I thought you liked to
dominate.” Damn, that low, breathy voice did things to him.
He had to bite back a groan. The thought of
dominating Izzy, tying her up, spanking that pretty round ass caused him to
harden to the point of pain. “Baby, I need to know that you want us – together
– as much as we want you. We need your consent, Iz. And once you do consent,
you should know that we won’t go easy on you.”
Her jaw dropped open a bit as her eyes
dilated, and Graham grinned as she tried to figure out what he meant. Behind
her, Chris gave him a sly smile.
“I – I —” she stammered, and then bit her
lip and took a shaky breath.
“Deep breath, sweetheart,” Chris crooned,
his lips finding her ear again. Graham shot him a warning look. If he didn’t
quit kissing her, she wasn’t going to be able to form a thought, much less
words.
“I –
I want you.” Her breathy voice was barely audible, and he stepped close enough
to press himself against her, sandwiching her in between himself and Chris.
Taking another long shaky breath, she tried
again. “I want both of you – to – to make love to me.” The way her milky skin
flushed led Graham to believe that she’d never actually said that to a man
before, never asked for what she wanted.
Her words empowered him. She wanted them.
She was theirs. He leaned forward to take her lips, cupping her face in his
large hands so he could tilt her head how he wanted. His tongue traced the line
of her lips until they parted, allowing him access. He swallowed her light
whimper as his tongue delved deeper. And she kissed him back. Oh how she kissed
him back. When her hands clutched at his arms, he eased back, gently nipping
her bottom lip.
“Chris,”
Graham spoke to his brother without looking away from Izzy. “Undress her. I
want her naked.”
Her breath caught in her throat, and she
jerked her head back to look at Chris who smiled wickedly. “With pleasure.”
As Graham backed up to allow his brother
room, Chris walked around to stand in front of Izzy. He jokingly rolled his
eyes at Graham. “He can be a little bossy,” he said to her with a wink.
Graham watched as his brother ran his hands
lightly down her arms, before lifting her arms over her head. He quickly
stripped off her black blouse before tugging off the khaki pants she wore.
When Chris stepped back, he darted a glance
at his twin, and Graham could see that his eyes were as molten as he felt
inside.
Izzy stood before both of them in only her
black bra and panties, looking from one man to the other as their steel gazes
swept up and down her body, ravenously consuming every inch of her. When a
shiver went through her, Graham reached out to envelop her in his arms. “Are we
making you nervous, sweetheart?”
She shook her head, a little smile playing
at her mouth.
Chris reached out, needing to touch her,
and Graham passed her off to his brother. “Are you sure? I know we can be a
little overwhelming.”
“I’m sure,” she said, smiling at their
concern. “Very sure. I need you. Both of you. I want you both so much, so
badly. I just . . .” She stumbled. “I um
—”
“What, baby? What’s wrong?” Graham asked.
When her gaze slid away, he lifted her chin up. “Look at me, Iz. What’s wrong?
You need to be honest with us or I will smack that pretty ass right now.”
The brief flaring of her eyes told Graham
she would enjoy a spanking, his hand pounding her ass. Now, there was some fun
they could have later.
About N.J. Young
N.J. Young has been a writer since she was old enough to hold a pencil. After realizing the trials of corporate America weren’t for her, she decided to leave that world behind and pursue her true dream of writing.
Instead of spending her days writing sexy texts to her husband and engaging in “that’s what she said” jokes, she took that energy and poured it into her books. Sprinkle in a couple of hot guys, a little suspense, and a few sexual fantasies, and her first book was born. She now spends her days drinking coffee at her computer, while diving into the adventures of the imaginary friends who live in her novels.
N.J. Young was born and raised in the Midwest, and currently resides in the Kansas City area with her husband, two children, and a menagerie of animals. When she’s not writing, she enjoys horror movies, live music, cooking, and telling her kids why they can’t read mommy’s books.
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