“You like hearing about me licking your pussy, Lollipop? All you have to do is say the word, baby. I’ll get on my knees so damn fast that it’ll make your head spin.” His hot tongue ran up my neck. “I want to feel your hands in my hair, pulling it and pressing my face harder as you ride my tongue.”

  My head dropped forward onto his chest, and I let out a cry, hoping the sound of the waterfall muffled it. I jerked and started to slip my hand inside my bottoms when Trev grabbed my wrist and pulled it out.

  “That’s mine,” he growled.

  He shoved his hand inside and pressed one of his fingers against my clit. I bit down on his chest to keep from screaming. He began to slide his fingers along the folds until he got to my entrance and pushed a finger inside of me. My hips rocked forward. I needed him to go deeper.

  “Ah, fuck, this is a tight pussy. You’re gonna squeeze my dick so good.”

  I realized I was still biting him and released his skin. His free hand came up and held the back of my head, keeping me pressed there against him.

  “Bite me,” he ordered in a husky whisper.

  My teeth sank back into his skin, and a deep sound came from his chest. I moved my hips as he slid a second finger inside me and pumped them. I was close again already. Feeling the frenzy of lust clawing at me, I stopped biting him and licked his nipple, like I’d fantasized about.

  “Fuuuck, Lollipop.”

  The sound of his pleasure triggered me. I forgot about where we were. The rest of the world faded.

  “I need you to fuck me,” I panted, looking up at him. “Please,” I begged.

  I shouldn’t have let him start this. I wanted it too much. He had no idea how quickly he was going to get me out of his system.

  “Jesus Christ, baby. You’re going to decide that right now? We have an audience, and I don’t have a condom.” He sounded like he was in pain.

  I reached inside his swim trunks and wrapped my fingers around his erection. “Oh God, it’s big,” I moaned.

  It was bigger than Tyde’s had been. Much bigger.

  Trev’s head dropped to my shoulder. “Talk about it being big while you’ve got your hand wrapped around it, and I will fucking blow,” he said.

  “But it is big. I want to see what this feels like inside me. Please … just a little. Let me feel,” I begged.

  He lifted his head to look at me. “Lollipop,” he breathed. “Stop talking.”

  I held his gaze while I jerked against his hand. “I love your fingers in my pussy, but I really want to feel your big dick.”

  The flare in his eyes brought me so close to the edge.

  “You’re a dirty talker,” he said in a shocked whisper. “My Lollipop is a naughty little brat.”

  “Please, just a little,” I begged.

  “You want me to fuck you where they can see us?” he asked.

  “The waterfall is blocking them,” I said as I began pumping his thickness.

  “Not good enough,” he groaned, then pulled his hand from my bottoms and took my hand out of his pants.

  He grabbed my waist and picked me up, walking me over to where he could set me out of the pool. I stood up as he pulled himself up and out. He didn’t look back at anyone as he took my hand and pulled me toward the door, stopping to grab our towels.

  “Here,” he said, shoving mine at me, and then he wrapped his around himself and pushed me toward the house.

  “Where y’all going?” Aston called out, then laughed.

  Trev didn’t look back or reply. Once we were inside, his hand wrapped around my arm, and he pulled me through the house, up a flight of stairs I hadn’t seen yet, and then we made two turns before stopping at his bedroom door.

  He pushed it open and yanked me inside with him before slamming the door closed and locking it. I was against the wall, and his mouth was on mine instantly. His tongue ran along my bottom lip, and I opened for him. It wasn’t a sweet kiss. It was savage. Out of control. Hungry and wicked. I ran my nails down his arms as he took the bikini top I was wearing and tugged it down, then covered my bare breasts with his hands.

  I reached for his bottoms, pushing them down, then grabbed his swollen shaft in my hand and pumped it. He made a deep, guttural sound in his chest.

  “Let me suck it,” I said, breaking the kiss.

  He shook his head. “Not this time. I’ll fucking explode. Condom,” he said, taking my arm and walking farther into the room.

  Trev opened a drawer in the end table beside the sofa and took out a silver package, then ripped it open with his teeth.

  “Get the bottoms off,” he ordered me.

  I hurried while watching him roll the condom down his erection. He dropped the swim trunks and stepped out of them, then grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall.

  “Can’t wait,” he hissed, then pulled my right leg up onto his hip before shoving into me with one hard thrust.

  My head fell back against the wall as I cried out. Trev pulled back slowly, then pushed back inside of me harder, sinking all the way in this time.

  “FUCK, that pussy is tight. Can barely get it all in,” he panted.

  “Harder,” I pleaded. “It’s so big. I want to be fucked with it hard.”

  “That fucking dirty mouth is gonna make me blow too fast,” he warned me, slowing his pace.

  “Trev,” I moaned, “I’ve never been stretched like this. It feels so good. I need it hard. Get it all the way in. Deep.”

  “Fuck,” he swore. “Your pussy’s so wet; I can hear it.”

  Then, his hand squeezed on my leg he was holding, and his other hand gripped my hip so tightly that it almost hurt. He rammed into me then until he hit a spot deep inside that I hadn’t known was there. It sent my body into a frenzy. Wanting more, I clawed at his back, begging him.

  “Is that it, Lollipop? That’s where you want my cock?”

  “YES!” I cried, never having felt this kind of delirium.

  Trev pumped harder. Our bodies slapping against each other and the wet sounds of my pussy sliding over his cock were the hottest things I’d ever heard. When my body spun out into its release, I clung to him as his name fell from my lips over and over.

  I felt him tense under me, then jerk before he shouted, “FUUUCK!”

  I kept my arms wrapped around him as he thrust out his release inside me. I lay against him, panting. He’d made me come harder than I ever had. There wasn’t a word for how incredible that had felt.

  When he finally stilled inside me, he leaned us both against the wall as he gasped for breath. I let out a disappointed whimper as he pulled out of me and gently put my leg back on the ground.

  “Holy shit, Lollipop,” he said, resting his forehead against mine. “I expected it to be good, but, damn, that was off the fucking charts.”

  I smiled as he stood up straight.

  “I need to go get rid of the condom. I’ll be right back.”

  “Let me take it off?” I asked, blushing when his eyes widened in surprise.

  “Uh, okay.”

  Even semi-hard, he was still thick. I took it in my hand, pulling the end down before rolling the base back up. When it was off, I ran a finger over his wet tip and played with the cum still clinging to him.

  He hissed. I sank down to my knees in front of him and licked it off, then lifted my eyes to look up at him. The astonished heat in his eyes urged me on. I wasn’t freaking him out yet. That was good. Sticking my tongue out, I licked at the tip again, then ran my tongue around the head.

  “Lollipop, you’re a naughty, twisted girl.” His voice was hoarse.

  I wrapped my lips around the head only and sucked gently before letting it go and standing back up.

  His eyes followed me, looking at me like he wanted to fuck me again. That was the point. I was ready for another round.

  “How soon can you do it again?” I asked him.

  “You start talking with that filthy mouth, and I’ll be ready for round two,” he replied.

  His phone dinged just as he took a step toward me, and he scowled over at it like he might smash it against the wall.

  “Check it. I’ll wait right here.”

  His gaze traveled down my body, and he let out several curse words before walking over to his phone and picking it up.

  “Dammit!”

  “What?”

  He shook his head and pressed a number, then put the phone to his ear.

  “Can this wait?” he bit out.

  “As a matter of fact, yes.” His eyes cut to me briefly.

  He listened to whoever it was, then cursed again. “I’ll be there in fifteen.” He ended the call and stalked back over to me. His gaze traveled down my body. “Fuck, I hate my life.”

  “You have to go somewhere?” I asked, ready to beg him to stay.

  He nodded. “Yeah. It’s work-related. Can’t wait,” he said.

  “When will you be back?” I asked, sounding desperate.

  His eyes locked with mine, and then he lowered his mouth, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Real fucking soon. As fast as I can.” He stood back up and walked over to pick up one of his shirts that was lying over the back of the sofa. “Wear this. Stay in my room. There are drinks and your snacks from last night over in the minibar. I’ll send the others home.”

  I took the shirt from him, then reached up and untied the bikini top, letting it fall to the ground while he watched me. He was breathing heavy while looking at me standing there, naked. I wasn’t playing fair.

  “Jesus Christ, Lollipop. Please put my shirt on,” he urged.

  I took my time slipping it over my head and letting it slide down my body, knowing I had his complete attention.

  His gaze lifted from my body to meet my eyes. “Keep it on. I like it on you.”

  Then, he turned and headed for his closet. I followed him into the bedroom part of his rooms and went to his massive bed. While he got dressed, I crawled onto his bed and buried my face in the pillow, smelling him. I was probably going to have to get myself off in here once he was gone.

  “Damn,” he swore, and I looked over at him pulling on his jeans while looking at me. “Please be right there when I get back.”

  I nodded and watched him finish getting dressed. His gaze kept shifting back to me. The hungry gleam in his eyes only made me ache more. Rubbing my thighs together, I shifted, pulling the covers down from underneath me, then tugged them up over me. Trev’s scent was strong now. I held the covers to my nose and inhaled.

  “Are you smelling my sheets?” he asked me.

  “Mmhmm,” I replied.

  He ran a hand through his hair and stalked over to me. I looked up at him as he stared down at me.

  “You need to rest because when I get back, I’m fucking you all night.”

  “Promise?” I asked.

  A wicked grin curled his lips, and he ran the back of his finger over my cheek. “Yes, I promise.”

  II

  There’s a dark side to everything.

  —Prince

  Seventeen

  Trev

  “That was longer than fifteen minutes,” Gage barked at me when I walked into the house he shared with Levi and Huck.

  It had once been my brother’s, but he’d moved Maddy into a house on Hughes land. Huck’s fiancée also lived here, and Gage’s girlfriend was now living here too. It was a high security setup, but the security here was more obvious than that at the farm. Dad’s security was more intense, but it was hidden better. He didn’t like his home to feel like a place for our operations.

  I closed the office door behind me and looked around the room. Levi and Kye were here.

  “Where’s Huck?” I asked Gage.

  “In Paris.”

  I nodded. Should have thought about that. Dad had taken Huck as security.

  “You said on the phone that I interrupted you fucking,” Gage said, leaning back as he studied me.

  He’d actually asked me, “What am I interrupting, a hot fuck?” and I’d said, “As a matter of fact, yes.”

  “Sax is on his way but had to run home from your house to get changed. I asked him where you were, and he said, ‘Upstairs with Gypsi.’ That’s Fawn’s daughter, right?”

  “Yeah,” I replied, annoyed that Sax had told Gage shit.

  Gage chuckled. “You remind me of Blaise when he was younger. He won’t admit it, but he let Gina suck his cock back in the day. Having a hot piece of ass as a stepsister has its perks.”

  I didn’t like him talking like Gypsi as if she were a fucktoy. “It’s not the same.”

  Gage raised his eyebrows. “Don’t tell me you got feelings.”

  I scowled at him, not caring that Gage was the craziest son of a bitch I’d ever met. “We’re friends. I respect her.”

  “But you also fuck her,” he added.

  My hands fisted at my sides.

  Levi laughed. “Leave him alone. You’ve got him worked up enough. We have shit to do.”

  Gage continued to smirk as he glanced over at Levi. “Fine. You’re right. Sax will be here soon, but he’s not ready to do more than watch and learn.”

  “Someone’s been trying to get on the ranch at night. It’s happened twice now. Both times, Six was on duty. When the guy saw him, he took off.”

  “On foot?” Kye asked.

  Gage shook his head. “He’s on a Harley. Nice one. Six didn’t see any cuts on his leathers. We don’t think it’s an MC. But we also haven’t been able to get close enough to take him. The only common denominator between the two nights is, Fawn and Gypsi were there.” Gage locked his gaze on me. “Do you know any connection those two have to MCs or gangs?”

  I shook my head. “No.”

  Gage nodded. “Garrett doesn’t want us asking either of them. He said it would upset Fawn, and he won’t allow that. But if someone is trying to get to them, he wants them caught, questioned, and killed only after he speaks to him. The one thing that makes it unlikely that he’s after the women is that they were at their trailer all week and were fine. That could be because Garrett had Bart placed as their security. His being outside would have kept anyone away.”

  “He’s done this twice?” I asked. “Six couldn’t have been more prepared the second time?”

  Gage shrugged. “First time, he thought it was a fluke. Some biker had gotten lost. It wasn’t until this next time that we got concerned. If they show up again, he’s been ordered to take the shot. But not a kill shot.”

  The door opened behind me, and Sax walked in. Our eyes locked for a moment, and then he dropped his. He knew I was pissed. Good. Gypsi wasn’t his concern.

  “I’ll give Sax the update. Levi, you take Kye to set up extra security at the house. Trev, now that you know what’s going on, go back to the house. Fuck the girl but keep her safe. Watch her though and listen. Garrett trusts Fawn and has done a complete background check on them. The only questionable thing that has come up is some time that they were in Miami. It’s almost as if they were off the map for a while. Nothing. No jobs, no trace of the camper, nothing at all.”

  More than once, I had thought something was off with Gypsi’s reactions to certain things. And she’d said a few things that didn’t sit well with me. I turned and walked out of the office, ready to get back to Gypsi. I didn’t like her being there alone. I’d know if she tried to leave. Six would stop her, but the need to protect her was now battling with the need to fuck her for top position.

  She was asleep. Curled up in my bed with her blonde curls spread out over my pillow. I watched her as I undressed. I didn’t want to wake her, but I was not going to be able to stay away from her. I’d gotten one hot, quick fuck. I was ready for more than that.

  I pulled the covers back and climbed in behind her. I ran my hand over her bare bottom and up her side, slipping it under my shirt she was still wearing until I had one of her tits in my hand.

  She stretched and made a sexy little sound before turning her head to look at me. A sleepy smile touched her lips. “You’re back.”

  I pushed the shirt up and over her breasts before leaning down to suck on her right nipple. She moaned and arched into me. Her hands threaded through my hair as I made my way down her stomach, kissing the smooth, soft skin as I went. I pushed her thighs open and stared down at her slick folds.

  “You’re already wet,” I said, looking back up at her.

  She bit her bottom lip. “I might have gotten myself off earlier.”

  “You masturbated in my bed?” I asked, my cock throbbing. The image of her legs open while her pretty fingers pleasured herself under my sheets was going into the gold section of my spank bank.

  She nodded. “The pillow and covers smell like you. It got me all worked up.”

  The talking had to stop, or I was going to blow too fast again. Growling, I lowered my head, taking her legs and putting them over my shoulders. Lifting my eyes up to watch her face, I took my first lick of her pussy, and, fuck, it was sweet. Her mouth fell open as she watched me. I began to make hard, long strokes with my tongue before flicking her clit, then pulling it into my mouth to suck on it.

  She threw her head back and moaned loudly.

  “Yes! Lick it harder,” she panted. “That feels amazing.”

  I ran the tip of my nose over it, loving the smell of her arousal. I began to fuck her tight little hole with my tongue, and she bucked against my face.

  “Oh, oh, oh, Trev.”

  Licking back up to her clit, I replaced my tongue inside her with my middle finger.

  “OH! GOD!”

  Her hands grabbed my hands, and she held me against her swollen, throbbing nub. I licked it continuously as I finger-fucked her. She was about to come. I could taste her release. Like a man possessed, I began licking hard, needing it on my tongue.