Free Rough and Ready [Men for Hire 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Jane Jamison Page A

pulse jumped erratically, giving him a thrill he didn’t care who saw.
    “It’s only a bracelet, Alex, and I want you to have it. Please.” He didn’t say please often and hoped she’d realize that.
    The faintest hint of a blush filled her cheeks. His cock twitched, needing to give her something more to blush about. “Well, okay. Just this once.” She let the bracelet slide back onto her wrist. “Thank you, Kane.”
    “You’re welcome.” He fished out two twenties and handed them to Betsy, who nodded knowingly at him. He took it as a good sign that the usually verbose Betsy kept her mouth shut. He wouldn’t have put it past Betsy to ask him if Alex was his girl. He wondered how Alex would’ve acted when he’d answered Betsy’s question with a firm yes.
    “Come on, Alex. There’s more to see.” Taking her by the elbow, he eased her forward, keeping her closer than before. Yet if he put her any closer, he might lose control. For a brief moment, he imagined pushing Alex on top of one of the tables and ripping her clothes away. He’d free her large breasts and toss the bra away, demanding that she never restrain her sexy tits ever again. Then, ignoring the crowd, he’d tug down her jeans and thrust his cock deep inside her pussy.
    She’d cry out her release a second before he’d let go. After that, he’d flip her onto her stomach and take her from behind, adding some well-placed slaps to see her dimpled ass ripple.
    His cock strained behind the zipper that threatened to cut into his flesh. He looked down at her to see if she’d noticed his discomfort, but she was too busy checking out the next table to know what was going on in his head or in his pants.
    She’ll know soon enough, I hope. I can’t wait much longer to touch her. To taste her. To fuck her.
    Candy’s Confections was next in line where they paused to sample a deep, rich fudge that had them both moaning in pleasure. His moans, however, included ones that had nothing to do with the fudge, but with the swell of Alex’s breasts.
    Candy Callon had long since passed away, leaving Deek Rollins, the last of Candy’s many male admirers, to keep it going in her memory. Somehow Deek had managed to make her candies, pastries, and other products even tastier. Candy would’ve been proud, and more than likely, a little jealous.
    When they finally forced themselves away from the candy store, Kane was ready to take in some of the mouthwatering barbecue. The aroma had grown stronger and he was dying to make it to the end of the street where a huge tent had been erected to house several meat cookers. Maybe if he filled his stomach, he’d be able to take his mind off his fantasy of taking Alex right there in the middle of Main Street.
    He was about to ask her if they could skip by the other retailers and come back to them later when the tug on his hand told him she had other ideas. She pulled him into Debbie’s Clothing Exchange.
    A sign boasted Gently Worn Clothes to Make Your Heart Go Pitter-Patter! 20% off during the BBQ. A photograph of the store’s owner, Debbie Holiday, holding up two dresses hung next to it.
    Kane had never gone into a women’s clothing store before, and once inside, he was sure he never wanted to go into another one. Although the place was empty of customers, aside from Alex who was sorting through a wall of dresses, he still felt like a cat in a room filled with Doberman pinschers looking for a feline snack.
    “Uh, Alex.” He wasn’t sure what he would say. If he kept from begging her to leave but still managed to get her outside, he’d be happy.
    “Hmm?”
    She was too engrossed in the flowery dress she held in front of her. The way she pulled the material around her curvy body made him feel less anxious. In fact, watching her preen in front of the mirror was making him even hornier. Maybe coming into the women’s shop hadn’t been such a bad thing after all.
    “Do you like the dress?” Or was it called a frock? He had