Infinite Ties (All That Remains #3) by S. M. Shade Page B

he was dreaming about was
obviously sexual and disturbing. It’s no wonder he doesn’t want to share. It
was probably all the talk about sex slaves that triggered such a violent
nightmare. Burrowing deeper between them, I fall asleep again.
     
    * * * *
     
    The RV’s are packed and ready to go. Airen
found us a nice roomy one in the next town over. It has a small table with
booth seating, a long soft couch, and a bed large enough for the three of us.
Nic and Troy stick with their pick up truck and pop up camper while Eric, Gary,
and Jon share another large RV.
    Julie, Lexi, and Emma know the real reason
for our trip, but the kids think we’re going to help Troy set up his electric
power. It breaks my heart to leave my boys, but I know they’re in good hands.
“Make sure they come back, Abby,” Lexi sobs, hugging me goodbye before
embracing Eric again. Emma doesn’t cry, but she looks royally pissed off. Gary
put his foot down when she insisted on coming along, and since I’m the only
woman going, I’m not her favorite person at the moment. Somehow, I’ll have to
find the strength to carry on.
    “We’ll see you in two weeks,” I reassure
Carson, hoping it’ll be far sooner.
    “Have fun. We’ve got this.” He grins at
Airen. “I’ll keep these women in line while you’re gone.”
    “Let us get down the road before you beat
his ass for that remark, ladies.” Airen laughs.
    Finally, we’re on the road, heading to a
small, southern Missouri town called Woodbriar. Airen drives the first day while
Joseph and I goof around, trying to find ways to pass the time. After a short
rest stop, Joseph lounges on the couch while I sit up front with Airen.
    It’s hot out, and he’s dressed in a pair
of baggy cargo shorts, his chest bare. My hungry eyes trace the lines of his
hard muscles, just begging to be touched and licked. He’s cut his hair short,
and sweat glistens on the back of his neck.
    Those perfectly sculpted lips curl into a
small smile, and he glances at me with amusement. “You’re thinking dirty thoughts,
darlin’. If you keep looking at me that way, I can’t be held responsible for my
actions.”
    “It’s your fault. You shouldn’t be so damn
sexy.”
    “What were you thinking?” His voice is
husky, and his eyes gleam with lust.
    “Just wondering how you feel about highway
head.”
    “Hey!” Joseph calls. “I can take care of
that urge without risking our lives.”
    Ignoring him, I slide onto the floor
beside Airen and gaze up at him. “Can you keep us on the road, gorgeous?” I
stroke him through the thin khaki material, smiling when he grows solid beneath
my fingers.
    “We’re sure as hell going to find out now,”
he growls, unzipping and tugging his shorts down his thighs.
    Joseph slips into the passenger seat where
he can watch. “Just here to make sure we don’t end up in a ditch.”
    “Likely excuse,” Airen replies.
    Before I can begin, Joseph tugs my shirt
and bra off, and plants a quick kiss on each nipple. “Proceed.” I love his
mischievous grin.
    “You have an excuse for that?” Airen gibes.
    “Nope, our girl has pretty boobies. I want
to watch them jiggle.”
    Airen laughs. “No argument here. You made
her blush,” he teases. His laughter is cut short, and he hisses through
clenched teeth as I slide my mouth over him. It’s an encouraging, sexy noise.
Instead of teasing him, I try to get him off as quickly as possible. This
really isn’t the safest of activities. Alternating my actions, sucking,
licking, and taking him deep pushes him to the edge of his endurance quickly. I
love how he feels, so hard but so soft.
    “Eyes on the road, beautiful,” Joseph
admonishes gently. I glance up at Airen just in time to see those midnight eyes
fly open before he comes, groaning as I swallow him. Chest rising and falling
as he pants, face pink and sweaty, he’s a sexy sight.
    A shaking hand trails down my cheek. “So
good, sweetheart. You just wait until