Trigger Happy (Girls with Guns, #2) Read Free

Amber wanted that! She wanted all of it. She wanted to kiss them, nibble on them, suck on both of them. She definitely wanted the feel of their hands on her most intimate places in return.
    She watched as he turned her over and fucked her from behind. She listened to the steady slap of his body against naked flesh. She watched in jealousy at how delightful it must feel.
    And she wasn’t getting any of it.
    She watched and watched and watched for what felt like eternity. She wanted to cry. Is this what she really signed up for? Was she crazy? The idea turned her on but now that she was actually enduring all of it – enduring it with no relief, she wanted to gouge her eyeballs out. The pleasurable feeling that had been teasing her moments ago had now been turned into pain. Her thighs hurt from squeezing her legs together, trying to create friction – some sort of release.
    Her eyes were finally giving up. She couldn’t take this man doing all of these pleasurable things to this woman anymore. Especially since it wasn’t her. She was going to pass out, she was certain, as her eyelids grew heavy and her ears heard no sound. Oh thank God. They’re done? It was torture. Are they done? She hoped so. She pried her eyes back open and there he stood, in all his male glory, directly in front of her.
    “Did you watch or were your eyes closed the whole time?” he demanded.
    “I watched,” she confessed.
    He slowly moved to pull her skirt down. He gripped her hips and slowly but surely pulled it down past her hips and buttocks, finally letting it fall to the floor.
    “Did you like it?” He was so close to her she could smell sweat and sex and his cologne. She could feel his breath on her cheek. Okay, it was a reasonable question. Yes, she loved it. But she hated it too.
    “It drove me crazy,” she confessed.
    His lips quirked into a little grin, “But did you like it?” he demanded once again making his question crystal clear.
    “Yes. I liked it,” she whispered.
    Before she could think, his fingers found their way inside her panties, inside of her. She arched her back, her head ramming into the column.
    “Aggh,” she screamed. She was unbelievably close to an orgasm. She wanted him to take her to bed. Fuck me , she begged silently, want me !
    “I am glad you liked it because you know what, Reina?” His forehead rested upon hers. She could smell her sex wafting up between them. His breath was on her lips. “It is time for you to join us. I have been dying to pleasure you.”

CHAPTER ONE 
    "S orry I'm late. It sounds like you ladies are making yourselves comfortable. Can I get you something to drink before we begin? I have coffee, tea, water, pop.”
    Amber would have recognized that voice anywhere. She knew it was him before she even saw him. She could feel it was him by the tension he brought into the room bringing her body back to that night all those years ago. He really was here in Windsor? When she saw him at Agave, she wondered if he was here on business. But never did she even think about him living here, or near here! Let alone working in Windsor at the local credit union!
    "No, we're fine. Thank you, though," “I think,” Marilyn mouthed to Amber. Marilyn looked quizzically at her friend but she couldn't speak. Gage Alexander made his way to the chair behind the desk, yet to see either of his clients.
    He turned and extended his hand. "How are you? I'm Gage Alexander, CEO of Colorado Financial Federal Credit Union. You must be Marilyn Jacobs; Blake has told me a great deal about you."
    It wasn't until he spoke to Marilyn that he saw Amber and recognition crossed his face.
    He looked exactly the same as he had all those years ago. His hair was still dark as the night but now had sprinkles of grey growing throughout. His face showed no signs of aging. He looked more mature but it made him so much sexier. His bushy eyebrows, his smooth face, the brown skin – all of the things she had committed to memory