Free Trouble at the Treble T by Desiree Holt

want anything from you and we’d be fine.” She tried not to sound pleading. “I don’t want to lose this job, Cade.”
    “What if I wanted something from you ? Did you ever think about that?”
    She just stared at him as if he’d suddenly sprouted two heads. “Like what? Another Sunday? That’s okay by me.” But of course it wasn’t. Not when she was just another name on a list to this man.
    “No. Well, yeah, maybe. But only under certain conditions.”
    “Conditions? Like what?”
    “Like this.”
    His mouth came down on hers and he kissed her with a bruising intensity. His tongue stabbed into her mouth, sweeping over every surface, while he slid his hands to her ass and pulled her hard against him. The swollen length of his cock pressed against her through their clothing.
    “Feel that?” he asked, his lips still touching hers. “I’ve been like that every day since you walked out on me.”
    “Walked out on you?” She was trying to catch her breath. “I just made a clean exit.” She swallowed hard. “And if you’re so damn hard, how come you haven’t had your whole list of women out there to satisfy you.”
    “Because I don’t want anyone but you,” he shouted.
    They stared at each other, the words hanging in the air.
    Finally she blinked. ”W-What did you say?”
    He let out a ragged breath. “You heard me. I just want you.” He frowned. “I’m damned if I know how it happened, but there it is. I was so ungodly jealous that Sunday I couldn’t see straight. You know why I wanted to fuck your ass so badly?”
    She shook her head.
    “Because that way I’d be claiming you. Making you mine. How nuts is that?” 
    Marti shook her head as if to clear her brain. “I don’t understand. I thought you guys liked the games you played.”
    “I do. Yes. No. I mean…”
    “What do you mean, Cade?”
    He was still holding her so tightly against him she had to struggle to draw a full breath.
    His mouth was almost touching hers again. “I want to settle down, Marti. I want a woman who belongs to me. Who feels about me the same way I feel about her.” He gave her a lopsided grin. “But who still wants to play with my brothers once in a while.” The grin faded. “On my terms.”
    She tried to find the right words but nothing came to her. She wanted to be sure she understood exactly what he was saying.
    “You hear me, Marti? We have something between us that’s real. I know you feel it, too. I saw it in your eyes that Sunday. If I’m wrong, just tell me.”
    “You’re not.” The words came out as a whisper.
    “I’ve talked to Mark and Justin. They know how I feel. I’m going to build a separate house for myself at the ranch, and I want you to live in it with me. To marry me.” The grin was back. “My brothers can have the big house to play all they want until either of them gets ready to settle down. And if my brothers are very, very good, we’ll invite them over to play on special occasions.”
    He was so close his breath was a soft breeze on her skin. Her heart was hammering in triple time.
    “That is,” he went on, “if it’s okay with you. Because I’ll be in charge, not either of them.”
    “O-Okay.” She hoped she heard him right.
    “Okay, what?” he brushed his lips over hers. “You’ll live in the house with me? You’ll let my brothers come over and play now and then? You’ll marry me?”
    “Okay to all of it,” she breathed, her gaze locked with his.
    “Thank God.”
    She actually felt the tension ease from his body and he kissed her with new heat and added fervour. 
    Finally he lifted his head. “Just remember one thing, darlin’.”
    “What’s that?”
    “Nobody fucks that ass but me.”
    Marti wanted to laugh. She knew that was Cade’s way of asserting his possession of her. Of making her his. And letting his brothers know just how things were.
    “I don’t think we’ll have to worry about that, big guy.”
    “Tomorrow we’re going to meet with an