Attraction Strikes Big Time
Oh!He wasn’t joking about stealing a kiss.
Fiona suspected she was gaping when Stig tapped her bottom lip with his forefinger. His toothy grin confirmed her suspicions, and she pressed her lips together, hoping to appear less awkward and uncouth in front of these handsome hotties. Not a shred of fear or alarm jumped through her, the two brothers charming rather than sleazy.
“Can you crawl into the back?” he asked. “That will save having to get out in the cold.”
The dimness in the cab interior made it seem smaller, especially with the two men taking up more than their fair share of space. It was bad enough being in this proximity but kissing them…
She puffed out a breath, the visible mist indicating the cool temperature. The wind no longer buffeted the vehicle, but the mournful wail of it and the hiss of the snow hitting the windows and bodywork showed the ferocity of the storm.
“I can crawl into the back. Close your eyes, Stig.”
“Why?”
“Because my backside is big,” she retorted.
“Now I’ll have to watch,” he teased as he helped her maneuver past him.
“It’s too dark to see much.” At least she hoped they possessed poor night-vision.
“You’d be surprised,” Kirk said. “Move it, darlin’. I figure we have at least two hours to rest before we can get moving again.”
“Do you have contact with a weatherman?” She shot him a glance, attempting to pierce the gloom, but try as she might, she couldn’t see much. She had no idea if he wore a teasing grin or a serious expression.
A hand landed on the curvy backside she loathed, and a yelp escaped her. She squeezed through the gap like a cork from a Champagne bottle and landed flush against Kirk. Hard pecs and a broad chest. She closed her eyes and took a second to savor his firm muscles and his enticing scent of crisp lemon, bergamot and orange blossom before she inched away. She’d always had a nose for a clean, fresh cologne and Kirk’s hit all the high points.
Kirk tugged on a lock of her hair, the small pain slotting her brain back into gear. She had no business letting her romantic daydreams loose.
“I have an instinct for weather. A gift.” As he spoke Kirk shifted position to fiddle with the other seats. Their torsos slid together with decadent friction, and a moan escaped her. Instantly, her cheeks heated.Silly!She bit her lip to contain another embarrassing groan and attempted to wriggle away. All she succeeded in doing was to scrape her sensitive nipples across Kirk’s muscular chest.
Kirk lifted the lever and the seat reclined. “Normally, we don’t bother flattening all the seats because there is just the two of us.”
He hadn’t noticed her mortifying arousal.
Fabric rustled as he shrugged out of his coat.
“Are you undressing?” She snapped her mouth shut, aghast at the high pitch squeak that had emerged.
“He’s taking off his jacket. We can pull our coats over us to keep warm,” Stig explained.
“Oh.” For a second, she’d forgotten about Stig. Her pulse raced a little faster at the idea of cuddling up to both men.
Strangely enough, given her problems with Robert, these men attracted her big time. Even more, they pushed thoughts of sex into her mind.Hot, lusty sex. Fulfilling sex.They made her feel safe and treasured, and they listened to her. It had been months before she’d trusted Robert enough to tell him about the circumstances of her birth. Something about these men made her trust them despite their short acquaintance.
“I’m going to squeeze past you,” Kirk rumbled.
Their bodies bumped together.Again. More decadent friction, which had a decided effect on her libido. Her nipples tingled forcibly with the contact. She gulped, dragging in more citrus and a hint of patchouli. A fresh, crisp aroma that she preferred more than Robert’s heavy musk. The prickle in her breasts worked down her body, frisking every nerve ending on the way.
Kirk settled and reached for her. With easy strength, he lifted and rearranged her body until she reclined beside him. Her heart kicked into a crazy galloping beat, craving striking her like an inferno. Confusion and shame ran on the heels of her lust.
“I-I…this isn’t a good idea.”
“Shush,” Kirk whispered. “You’re safe with us. I promise.”
Too late for her to worry about her safety right now. The instant she relaxed and curled into him, he drew her into an embrace.
“Time for my kiss,” he announced. “I’ve been craving a taste of your sexy lips from the moment I saw you.”
