The Mane Event
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He put his hand in her hair and pulled her head back. Good plan. Because all I want to do right now is take you upstairs and fuck you blind.
Dez laughed, but stopped when he didnt.
UhI actually need my eyesight.
Dont worry. Itll be temporary.
He kissed her, and Dez realized that Sissy Mae was once again right. Dezs whole body vibrated at his touch. Especially when he unzipped her jacket and his big hand slid over one of her leather-clad breasts. He squeezed it, his big fingertips running along the exposed skin above the leather.
She didnt know how much more she could handle before she came right on her porch. So lost in Mace she didnt even hear her front door open.
We wondered when youd get here.
Dez snapped up straight at the sound of her fathers voice, her head slamming into Maces.
Ow!
Daddy!
Dez looked at her father. No. The man wasnt pleased. She tried to pull away from Mace, but he gripped her tighter. Her jacket covered up his hand, but her father was hardly stupid. He knew Mace had her by the tits and that he wasnt letting her go.
Having fun with my daughter there, boy?
As a matter of fact
Before he could finish that particular statement, Dez slammed her elbow in his gut.
She probably hurt her elbow more than his gut, but it surprised him, giving her the chance she needed to pull out of the death grip he had on her tits.
Dez gave her father a warm hug.
He hugged her back. Merry Christmas, sunshine.
You too, Daddy. She stepped back from him. Why are you here? She couldnt believe for a second her father would miss Christmas dinner with his grandkids. Even for her.
When your mother couldnt track you two down, she thought you might try to lie your way out of it. Dez flinched. Damn. She couldnt get anything past her mother. The woman always knew what her daughter was up to. Always. So she decided to move the whole thing here.
Dez blinked. Move what here?
He stepped back and one of her nieces ran up to her. Aunt Dez, Aunt Dez!
Dez swallowed the panic that welled in her throat. Oh, this was bad. Hey, Lucy. Hows my girl?
The six-year-old wore her Christmas best. The girls dress probably cost more than the Desert Eagle Dez had bought herself a few years back. Good. Is it true what Mommy says?
Whats that, honey?
That you have issues with men?
Dez growled. Well you can tell your mommy to go f
Okay, then! Mace covered her face with his hand while her father pulled the little girl back into the house.
Once her father removed the little girl to a safe distance, Dez pulled out of Maces arms.
I am so leaving. Dez tried to push past him but he blocked the doorway with that gorgeous body she had been all ready to have her way with. Damn family!
You cant leave. Your family is here for you.
Thats why Im leaving.
Mace traced her jaw with one big, long finger. Stay. For me.
Id rather chew glass.
But once theyre gone tonight, I have such plans for you and that hot little body of yours.
Dez bit the inside of her mouth. Damn him. He was using sex to entice her to stay in hell. And fuck but if it wasnt working. Oh yeah? Like what?
He leaned down to her ear and purred. Damn but she loved when he purred.
Ive been waiting to bury my head between your thighs all day. To take my tongue and
Hi, little brother.
Maces entire body clenched up. Dez looked over her shoulder and into the eyes of Missy Llewellyn.
Suddenly, she lost all interest in leaving anytime soon.
What the hell are you doing here?
Thats not very Christmas-like, little brother.
Stop calling me that.
Mace couldnt believe it. Why was she here? For that matter, why were all four of his sisters here? When exactly did hell come to Earth?
Dez turned away from him and leered at Missy. Well, well. Missy Llewellyn. In my humble abode. I feel blessed.
As well you should, Missy tossed arrogantly.
How the hell did you even know to come here, Mace snapped.
Ah yes. Mrs. MacDermot contacted my secretary and said youd be having Christmas dinner at her house. She felt since Christmas truly is the time for family, we should join all of you. And how could I turn that offer down? She scrutinized her brother closely. Glad to see youre relatively unscathed after last nights festivities.
True. He could kill her, but that might put a damper on the gift-giving portion of the evening.
Missy then turned that penetrating gold gaze at Dez. Nice outfit, Detective. Going undercover at a fetish club?
Dez growled. Why dont you blow Mace wrapped his hand around Dezs face again. Boy, when she went Bronx, she really went Bronx.
Rachel appeared behind Missy. Whats the problem, Missy? Afraid your tiny tits couldnt hold that top up?
Dez glanced at Mace. He could read her easily now, and the fact that her sister suddenly jumped in to protect her from evil Missythat might be too much of a shock for his hardened detective.