Vicious Carousel (Suncoast Society #25)(66)

As she moaned in pleasure, Nolan returned his cock to her mouth. “There we go,” he said. “Now you can make all the noise you want.”

And she did. Every thrust Kenny took in her * shoved her onto Nolan’s cock, and vice-versa. They seesawed her between them, building her up to another orgasm as Kenny used his fingers on her clit to get her over.

Perfection.

The world exploded around her, bright and clear, her men quickly catching up to her and filling her at both ends with their cum.

She happily rolled onto her back as they leaned in and deeply kissed her.

“Love you both,” she said.

The men smiled. “Love you, too,” they said in unison.

They’d talked about kids, but it wasn’t a priority for her right now. She wanted to wait, to enjoy them, to enjoy being a family, the three of them.

She wanted to enjoy the right now.

Because it was all that was guaranteed, and she wanted to make the most of it, with the men she loved, who loved her. This carousel she now rode was beautiful, smoothly running, and even better, was perfect for them.

And it was a ride she hoped never stopped.





Chapter Twenty-Three


One year later…



June sat at the table and stared out at the water. It took her a while to finally speak. “Ross and Loren suggested I come talk to you,” she said. “I was going to talk to Ross, since he’s an attorney. But when he realized why I needed to talk to him he told me it was better if he didn’t hear it. That’s why I called you. To talk. Well, to listen while I talk.”

The man across from her nodded but didn’t speak.

She stirred her iced tea with her straw and took a sip before sitting back again.

“I can’t even tell my husband this,” she whispered, thankful that she hadn’t worn makeup today that would run if she cried. “He thinks I’m up here visiting Clarisse today.”

He still didn’t speak.

She took a deep breath and let it out. “Maybe if I tell someone, then the nightmares will stop. It’s been nearly a year and I still have nightmares. About how wrong it could have gone if I’d missed him, or if I’d hit her by accident. Or if he’d gotten closer to her with that knife. Thank god he didn’t have a gun. But the nightmares aren’t because of what I did. I don’t regret what I did for a second. They’re about what might have happened and didn’t. Because I didn’t just call the cops.”

“You sound like it was planned.”

“It kind of was. Not in advance. I came up with it on the spot. When I drove in to pick her up, I saw the car parked over to the side where I never saw one parked before on a weekend. Then I realized someone was in the car.”

Sully leaned forward, his arms crossed in front of him on the table. “When did you realize it was Jack?”

“On the drive south. The car followed us out. I didn’t tell Betsy about it. I thought at first it was a coincidence. Then I started driving a little slower, making sure I didn’t lose him at lights, and I knew. There wasn’t a lot of traffic that time on a Saturday morning.”

She met Sully’s grey gaze. “That’s when I was sure it was that f*cker.”

“I thought you guys were supposed to go do what you did? Wasn’t that planned?”

“Yeah, it was. But we were originally going to walk the trail there at Blind Pass Beach. She didn’t know that. I let her think it was always going to be the other park, especially after.”

He slowly nodded. “You baited him.”

“I saw the f*cker parked in the back part of the parking lot when we came off the beach after tai chi. I knew I’d have a better chance of getting a shot at him down south. Open area, more of a chance of it looking right.”

Sully stared at her. “You really had been thinking a lot about killing him, hadn’t you?”

“You were there that night. You helped rescue her. You saw her, what he’d done to her. What do you think?”

“I think Jack would have killed her, sooner or later, had she not left. That night was a test.”

She nodded. “My sister was murdered by her boyfriend two months into our freshman year in college.”

“I thought your sister ran a gymnastics school?”

“That’s my older sister. My other sister was murdered.” Her hand shook as she picked up the glass and took another sip of iced tea. “She was my twin. Nobody around here outside my family knows that but Mark. Scrye,” she clarified.

Sully nodded. “So that’s why you set Jack up, to give you a reasonable chance to shoot him.”

“I was hoping for witnesses. I knew it wouldn’t look right if he just jumped out and bang in the middle of woods. Really? I just happened to shoot the guy who attacked my friend, as if I was ready for him.”

Sully smiled. “That’s what happened.”

“Yeah. But with a lot of witnesses. Thank god she was fighting, too. It drew more attention and allowed me time to get a good vantage.”

“True. You okay for that?”

“Yeah. They cleared me. State declined to press a weapons charge against me considering I saved her life. First time I’m happy our state government is a bunch of gun-happy nuts. Finally got my damn gun back.”