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  Nodding her head as much as she could, she stretched her back flat then pushed back, feeling the head of Jackson’s cock pressing on her rosette. He pressed forward, slowly opening her and advancing until she pressed back a little harder and he slipped past the tight muscle that had been keeping him out. His hands tightened on her waist as he held her still.

  “Now be still and let me do all the work.”

  Trusting him, she sucked and licked and hummed and screamed with pleasure as Jackson pushed into her then pulled back out. The head of his cock stroked into her, drawing sensations from her that she had never experienced before. She rocked with him, back when he thrust forward then forward when he pulled back. She couldn’t be still.

  Thor’s cock swelled in her mouth and she reached between his legs and cupped his balls then rolled them in her hands. He roared and his semen filled her mouth, some leaking out the sides of her lips before she could swallow it. Jackson bent over her back and nibbled on the nape of her neck as his hand slid under her and his fingers squeezed her clit, milking it and throwing her into a sudden screaming orgasm. He roared and she felt his hot cum fill her ass as the walls of her cunt pulsed around him.

  Panting, she continued to push back against Jackson as she sucked on Thor’s softening cock. Refusing to let either man go, she felt Jackson pinch her clit between two fingers and she froze then screamed as she came again. She sucked hard on Thor’s cock as it slipped from her mouth and Jackson pulled out of her. Thor was still holding her head and Jackson’s hands were still around her waist when she heard Jackson laugh then say, “I’m not a jealous asshole after all.” She smiled then just let go and let herself sink into bliss.

  Chapter Ten

  Jenna adjusted the umbrella then leaned back and lifted the virgin margarita to her lips. Licking the salt from the rim, she watched Addison climb the steps of the pool, the string bikini she had on barely covering enough to be called clothing.

  At the end of the lounger, Addison slid to her knees then crawled forward, each movement a sinuous feline like slink. She slowly lowered her upper body before sliding onto her belly, her butt slightly raised in a provocative position. Pool water puddled at the curve of her back until she rolled to her side and picked up her virgin margarita and laughed. “Cade’s standing at the window of his den watching us. I’m paying him back for last night.”

  “That was some spanking he gave you. Jackson and I could hear you screaming, and then all of a sudden you got quiet. I guess Cade closed the playroom door, huh?”

  Blushing, Addison raised the back of her lounger. “Wait a minute.” Reaching up, she untied the halter top and dropped it onto the table next to her. Cupping her breasts, she tipped her head back and shook her head, sending her hair flying as she formed an O with her red-stained lips. Sitting back, she grinned at Jenna. “He didn’t close the door. He stuffed his giant cock into my mouth while Thor spanked me.”

  “Did you get to see Thor naked?” Jenna asked.

  “Only his chest,” Addison said.

  “You should see Thor’s cock.” She held her hands out, indicating his length, then circled her fingers and looked through them at Addison before giggling. “Damn, I couldn’t stop staring at it and Jackson, the big idiot, thought it was funny. So, why was Cade punishing you?”

  “I’ve seen Thor’s cock. The night we went to Club Mystique I saw him in a playroom with Thor and Carly. I thought he was part of the scene but he was only there because their third had gotten sick and he was getting him out of the room. I didn’t tell Cade I had seen him and that’s why he punished me last night.”

  “Did you get to come?”

  “No. He made me give him a blow job while Thor spanked my ass. Cade forbid me to touch myself. He was really pissed off that I hadn’t talked to him about seeing him. I hurt his feelings.”

  “Well, I’m sure you didn’t mean to,” Jenna said.

  “Don’t do that, Jenna. Don’t make excuses for my behavior. I’ve been selfish and immature. I didn’t defend you when we were younger and yet you’re my best friend. My sister really. And Cade has put up with a lot from me. My parents may have neglected me but they also spoiled me. I saw Cade and I decided I wanted him because I’d always gotten everything I wanted. I don’t know why he loves me but I’m thankful he does. He’s everything to me and someday I’m going to deserve him.”

  “Addison, a lot of people love you, and yes, we know you’re spoiled but we also know you’re not selfish or vindictive. You’re always first in line whenever anybody needs help and you’re one of the most loving people I’ve ever known. You’re going to be a wonderful mother someday.”

  Smiling, Addison sat up, her expression hopeful. “Do you really think so, Jenna? Really?”

  “Yes, absolutely. Any kid you have is going to be one lucky little guy. Or, gal,” Jenna said. “So, you’re not still mad at Cade?”

  Sending Jenna a sly look, she winked at her then said, “I said I’m working on being a better person. I didn’t sway I was already, so I took Remington out this morning for a ground-pounding ride.”

  Jenna laughed. “You’re kidding? Really? That works?”

  “As long as you wear the right jeans so the seam hits you in just the right spot. Then all you have to do is lean forward a little and pick the right trail. Then ‘yeehaw, girlfriend,’ those jumps can really be spectacular.”

  They were laughing with tears running down their cheeks when the back door slammed and the five brothers plus Thor, Ben, and Mac trooped their way. Jenna looked at Addison and told her right quick, “I think I’d like to learn to ride.”

  “We’ll start your lessons in the morning.” Addison reached down, picked up her bikini top and put it on, then slipped her sunglasses over her eyes. “Here come the party poopers,” she told Jenna as she lifted her glass to her lips.

  “Oh, I don’t know that I would call them party poopers. I like to think of them more as event planners.”

  That set them off again and they were still laughing when Jackson dropped down on the lounger next to Jenna, grabbed her, and gave her a long kiss, licking the salt from her lips. “Having a good time, angel?”

  “Yes. I was just wondering where you were.”

  “We were going over the information Ben and Mac have gathered. Then, we decided since its Jane’s day off, the men are going to grill steaks. You and Addison are in charge of the baked potatoes and salad.”

  “And pie,” Cade added as he took the margarita from Addison then scooted her over and pulled her against him.

  “Great. I’ll chop the salad,” Addison told them.

  “No way,” Jenna said. “I still remember the emergency room visit from the last time we let you anywhere near a knife. You wash and wrap the potatoes and I’ll do the salad and the pies. Chocolate cream, okay, Cade?”

  Nodding, he took a sip of Addison’s margarita. When he looked up, nine pairs of eyes were on him. “What?”

  Addison took the glass from him. “Margaritas usually have tequila in them.”

  Chuckling, Cade said, “I hate to ruin your image of me, baby, but I have a drink every now and then. I just prefer sweet tea.”

  “Good, then I’m ordering champagne for our reception.” Addison took a sip of her virgin margarita. “The good stuff. You’re paying.”

  “Why am I paying? It’s your wedding, too.”

  “Nope. I’m just showing up. If it was up to me, we’d have a small ceremony in the backyard with just our family and friends, followed by a party.”

  “Why are you against a big wedding?” Cade asked.

  “Uh, Cade, you do remember who my parents were, right? Do you have any idea what’s going to happen as soon as the announcement hits the papers? The paparazzi is going to be swarming Rendezvous. They’ll dig into every part of our lives and that includes Club Mystique.” Addison took a big gulp of the margarita. “It makes me anxious just to think about what’s coming.”

  “Damn, baby, you should have
told me that’s why you didn’t want a big wedding.” Cade pulled her onto his lap and held her close.

  “What’s the big deal,” Ben asked.

  Thor cocked a brow and Cade nodded. “Okay, I’m going to tell you something very few people know. Well, other than everyone in Rendezvous, that is, and if you ever tell anyone Cade will kill you while I hold you down.” Thor glanced at Addison and winked. “Addison is the one and only daughter of Fiona and Cooper Matthews.”

  “The singer?” Ben asked.

  “The billionaire?” Mac asked.

  “Yes to both questions.”

  “But, I’ve heard her sing.” Ben grimaced. “It’s bad. I mean world-class, shattering glass and going viral on the Internet bad.”

  “Okay, we get it, Ben.” Cade frowned. “Look what you’ve done? Addison’s crying.”

  Ben frowned as he saw Addison’s shoulders jerking and shaking. Feeling bad, he rose and moved over to her then patted her shoulder. “It’s not that bad. Really, Addison.”

  Cade tightened his arms around her and held her closer as she buried her face against his neck. Next to him Jackson, Jenna, and Thor smothered their laughter behind their hands. Finally, they just couldn’t keep up the façade and they roared with laughter. Addison jumped up, her face red and tears of laughter running down her cheeks as she began singing a dirty ditty one of the stable hands had taught her. In the distance, the ranch dog began howling.

  Cade stood up, picked her up, and casually carried her to the pool and dropped her in. She came up laughing, water running down her face as she blinked her eyes to clear them. “What? You don’t like my singing? I’ll have you know that once when I was six a famous journalist told my mother I had the voice of an angel.”

  “Yeah, an angel from hell,” Cade told her as he grabbed the hands she held up and pulled her out of the pool. “No more singing, baby. It scares the dog.”

  She stepped into him, deliberately wetting his clothes as she grinned up at him. “I love you.”

  Cade smoothed her hair back from her face then slid his hand down her wet hair until he reached her waist. He picked her up until their eyes were level. “I love you, too, baby. Promise me you’ll never leave me.”

  Addison wrapped her legs around him. “I promise. Not ever.”

  Logan looked at Luc. “See, bro, love is beautiful.”

  “Poor Cade,” Luc told him. “Chances are his children are going to have Addison’s singing voice.” He shook his head as he watched them. “We’ve got to be careful what gene pool we jump into, bro. We can’t be having children with just anyone.”

  “Ah, oh, she heard you.” Logan turned and faced Addison. “I had nothing to do with this so whatever you’re planning to do I don’t deserve it.”

  Addison shook her head. “Now, Logan, you know that’s not how it works. You and Luc are two halves of a whole. What about your need for symmetry and equality?” Patting him, she gave him a sympathetic grin. “Come on, Jenna. Dinner’s not going to make itself.”

  Jenna jumped up and followed her, but as she passed Logan and Luc she stopped and shook her head. “I’d just like to apologize in advance for whatever it is we’re going to do to you.” Grinning, she told them, in a singsong voice, “Sorry.”

  * * * *

  The candles on the table fluttered in the soft breeze as Jenna sat back, rubbed her tummy, and groaned. She couldn’t believe she had eaten the entire steak and half a baked potato.

  Across from her, Zane was scraping the last bit of chocolate pie from his plate and then licking it from his spoon. “Damn, Jenna, this is the best chocolate pie I’ve ever had.”

  At the other end of the table, Addison licked the spoon Cade held out for her then told them, “It’s her hobby. Jenna’s been to all kinds of cooking classes. Haven’t you, Jenna?”

  “Yes. Whenever I travel, I always spend a few days at a cooking class learning to prepare some of the local dishes.”

  “Angel, you can cook for me anytime,” Jackson told her.

  “I’ll do that.” Jenna covered his hand with hers then stoked her fingers over the back of his. “Whenever you like.” Curling her fingers over his, she sat back. “I have to appear in court at one tomorrow afternoon. Afterward, Addison wants to check on her shop and then we need to pick up a few things at her house.” She glanced at Addison and winked. “Also, I need to call a moving company about packing up my apartment in Dallas and moving my things to her house. I’m going to be living there after the wedding.”

  “We can do that, but until this situation with Baume is resolved, you and Addison don’t go anywhere alone.”

  “Good, I was going to ask you to go with us. Baume scared the hell out of me the other night. I’ve dealt with his type at the hospital. He’s dangerous, Jackson. Really dangerous.”

  “We’re going to take care of him, angel.” Jackson gave her a little reassuring kiss. “In the meantime, you and Addison don’t go anywhere alone.”

  “You mean off the ranch, right?” Addison asked, thinking there was no way she was going back to being a prisoner in the house again.

  “I’ll take you riding every morning, baby.” Cade smiled at her as he patted her hip.

  “I’m going to start teaching Jenna to ride in the morning so I won’t be riding Remington for the next week or so.” She looked at Jackson. “Could you have Gus exercise him for me? He won’t fight Gus.”

  “Sure, I can do that, but it’s not necessary.” Jackson pulled Jenna out of her chair and onto his lap. “If anyone is going to teach Jenna to ride it’s going to be me.”

  “No, it’s going to be me,” Addison told him. “I’m a woman and she’s a woman and I can teach her how to ride properly. Besides, you have horses to feed.” She looked at Jenna and they giggled.

  Jackson pulled Jenna’s head around and gave her a little nip on the bottom lip. “You two tell each other entirely too much.”

  Cade twisted Addison around until her back was against his chest, her legs hanging down on either side of his. She hooked her bare feet around his jean-covered calves then looked up at him as he rested his entwined fingers on her belly and leaned down and gave her a kiss. “That works both ways, Jackson, because Addison tells me everything, too. Don’t you, baby?”

  “Uh, yeah, sure. Everything I think you’d find interesting,” Addison said.

  Seeing the narrowing of Cade’s eyes, Jenna tried to head him off. “So, what time is my first lesson tomorrow?”

  “Six,” Addison told her.

  “Eight,” Jackson corrected. “First we take care of the morning chores, then breakfast, then riding lessons.” He ran his hands over Jenna’s arms and down to her hands, squeezing them. “I like having you with me in the morning, angel.”

  “I like being with you, too.”

  Luc moaned with disgust. “I feel sick, bro. We’ve lost Jackson. Addison’s dangerous and Cade can’t stop her. I’m afraid we’re next.”

  Addison slid off Cade’s lap and headed toward the door, giving Luc a pat on the head as she passed him. “Come on, Jenna. You can keep me company in the gym while the guys clean up.”

  “They clean up?” Jenna asked, looking at the mess on the table.

  “Every Sunday night. Katherine started the tradition and Cade has kept it going,” Addison told her as she opened the back door. Before stepping through, she paused and glanced back at the men at the table, drawing their attention to her. “You know, I’ve been thinking about this situation, and I think we need one of those criminal profiler people. You know, the ones you see on TV who tell you all kinds of things about the bad guy.” Shrugging, she added, “If Jenna’s scared then I’m scared, too, and I would just feel so much better if we had an idea of what we’re dealing with here.”

  Zane waited until the door had closed behind them before he turned to Cade. “She has a good point.”

  “Do you think it’s safe for Addison to be alone in the gym? There’s a lot of dangerous equipment down there,” L
ogan asked.

  “She’ll be okay,” Cade told them. “What do you think Thor?”

  “I think you’re all insane, but as far as a profiler goes, I’ve already spoken to my profiler, Mick O’Malley, and he’s sending Cassandra Edwards to help us. She’s doing a practicum for a degree in forensic psychology. He wants her to meet Baume then report back to him. She’ll be here tomorrow around eleven.”

  “How’s she going to meet Baume without making him suspicious?” Cade asked.

  “Baume eats lunch at Joe’s Café every day,” Ben told them. “She can go in as my girlfriend, or Mac’s.”

  “No, that won’t work,” Jackson said, shaking his head. “Baume met both of you when you were protecting Addison. He knows you’re connected to us.”

  Zane sat forward. “Then she can’t go in with me as my assistant either.”

  “No.” Thor put his glass down. “She can’t have any connection to you and your brothers or he’ll clam up. This guy is smart and he’s gotten away with murder, possibly several murders. We don’t want to tip him off.”

  “Then we either need someone Baume has never met to take her in or she has to go in alone.”

  “Cassandra worked for a small town paper when she was in high school and then wrote a series of articles for the paper when she was in college. She’s suggested that she go in as a sympathetic reporter doing a story on the increase in small town violence and how the local law is handling it.”

  “That might work. Baume’s an arrogant asshole who loves to talk about himself,” Jackson said, “but how will we keep her safe if she goes in alone?”

  “We’ll put a bug on her,” Mac said. “It’s easy to hide multiple bugs on women. They wear so much jewelry and carry so much stuff.”

  Ben nodded in agreement. “Yeah, easy. Does she know anything about self-defense?”

  Thor laughed. “Her dad was special forces. She was the son he never had, so yes, she can handle herself in a brawl and she’s qualified on the range. She’s almost as good as Mac. Definitely not as good as Jackson,” Thor told them.