Going Wilde by Chloe Lang
Naughty November #9
Going Wilde
The Brothers of Wilde Nevada
book 1 of 6
Serialized Romance
by
Chloe Lang
BLURB:
Wilde, Nevada is remote, rugged and rough. Jessie feels like she's walked straight into the wild west, complete with some of the hottest cowboys she's ever laid eyes on. But she has a job to do and it doesn't include getting close to the Wilde brothers.
The minute Jackson Wilde sees Jessie he knows she's the one for him and his four brothers, Phoenix, Dallas, Denver, and Austin. The gorgeous city girl calls to him like no one before, but she's convinced she doesn't belong in a place like Wilde. With danger lurking around every corner, Jackson will have to prove that she's finally come home.
NAUGHTY EXCERPT:
"You're so beautiful, Jessie," Jackson murmured.
"I–It's J–Jessica." In Manhattan, she'd be considered a bit plump with average looks. Super-slim was always the pinnacle. Apparently to Jackson and his brothers, she was beautiful. That had her body buzzing and her head spinning.
"You're Jessie to us." Without another word, he covered her mouth with his own.
He molded his lips to hers, moving softly as first, but picking up the pace as he hauled her close. Suddenly, his hand lightly brushed her breast, sending a tingling sensation shooting through her body. His tongue moved along the seam of her lips. Oh, my God! This is happening.
She felt Jackson's hand graze her hip as he shoved the door open. He lifted her up in his arms, and she wrapped her hands around his neck. She'd never felt so dizzy with desire in her life. At this moment, she didn't give a damn about anything else. All of her worries and insecurities fell away as his tongue invaded and plundered her mouth. She felt feminine and wanted, something she'd always craved.
Jackson never removed his lips from hers as he toted her into the room. Footsteps told her that his brothers followed. Her heart thudded like a jackhammer in her chest, still reeling from being passed around so each could steal a kiss from her. Foolish or not, she wanted what they were offering more than words could express. Hell, she deserved it. This was her birthday.
Jackson kissed her as he carried her gently to the bed. His lips played and sucked at hers. She felt her back hit the mattress, but her mind was whirling. All that seemed to matter was the heat of his body against hers. He rolled on top of her, and she could feel the bulge of his cock through his jeans. He wanted her. They all did. Please, let this moment go on forever. She threaded her hands in his hair, enjoying the softness she found there. She could feel the other brothers' eyes on them, watching intently. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she should protest, but the attention just caused her clit to swell and her pussy to dampen. Though nervousness rocked inside of her, it now had a dance partner—desire.
"That is so fucking hot, you two." Phoenix's voice sounded more like a growl than words. Since he was the closest to her and Jackson, she was able to catch a glimpse of his hazel eyes. They were burning with passion, and her temperature rose.
Jackson released her lips, now swollen and throbbing from their overwhelming kiss. "Jessie, tell us what you want."
Jessica was beginning to like the sound of the nickname he'd given her, especially the passionate way he said it. She squirmed under him as need clawed deep inside her body. "This is crazy to me. I don't really know what I want. I just know I want to be here with you."
"No problem." He grinned, his eyes sparkling with intent. "We'll take care of you. Don't worry about anything, sweetheart."
Not worry? She tried to focus her muddled thoughts on something logical that would help her get her footing back, like asking them to leave. When he wasn't actively touching her, reality crashed back in. What was she doing? But then Jackson started undressing her, and her mind went blank. Deliberately, he unbuttoned her shirt. Her body shook lightly as his fingers traced the skin just outside her bra.
"God, she's so gorgeous." Phoenix said, his voice thick with desire. "I bet her skin is so soft."
"Oh, she's silky and smooth." Jackson's words sizzled to her nipples.
She looked to Phoenix, Dallas, and Denver, all standing by the bed, totally transfixed. Their eyes were focused on one thing and one thing only—her.
Jessie had never felt as beautiful as she did right now, and she savored their unanimous adoration of her. When Jackson's thumb pressed on her right nipple through the fabric of her bra, she let out a little, passionate hiss.
His eyes caught hers. The intensity she found there captivated her. "You like me touching you, darlin'?"
Jessie felt like she was floating. "U—uh—huh." It was all she could manage. Everything seemed centered on the touch of his hand on her breast.
She heard clothes being shucked by their audience. Warning: naked cowboys in my room. What should I do about that? Tell them to go, scream for Maude, or keep on enjoying their kisses…
Unable to focus, her mind became fuzzy and her body got tingly. But when Jackson unclasped her bra and helped her out of it, her complete attention locked in on him.
He planted a kiss on her mouth and then leaned back, staring at her chest. "Your breasts are fucking unbelievable." His hands covered her mounds, and he began gently kneading her flesh. Goose bumps popped on her skin, and her pussy got even wetter.
She felt her shoes being removed. Two hands on each foot massaged away the remaining hesitation. This was heavenly, and she wanted to take the ride through every passion-filled mile…all the way to the end of the line. Jackson rolled off of her.
Her eyes followed him off the bed. She felt the loss of his heat, his weight. "What?"
He pressed a finger to her lips. "Shh. I want to feel you against me. I want to touch you, Jessie, every inch of you. Nothing between us."
"Yes. Please." She wanted that more than she wanted her next breath. How had she gone so long with the feel of him?
She looked down at where Dallas and Denver, free from clothes, worked out every bit of tightness in her thighs, ankles, and feet. Everywhere they touched she felt sparks of heat. Their bodies were perfectly muscled and beautifully tan. What made her catch her breath was seeing their hardness between their legs, evidence of their desire for her. God, they were huge.
Jessie had never felt so wanted in all her life.
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