Ten
“Take off your shoes, sweet meat,” said Eagle. “I don’t want you to mess up your cute, little paint job.”
I tore my eyes away from Hawk and my panties, and slipped off my flats. Eagle hefted me up onto the hood of my car. My bare a*s met with cool metal.
“Spread those pretty, thighs for me.”
There were four sets of eyes on me. Their eagerly patient facades emboldened me. I focused on the dark set of eyes before me. This is what I’d come here for. Maybe not the guy I’d come here for. But Eagle was just as big as Hawk. Just as handsome. Just as dangerous.
They were the same, but different. First, there were the obvious differences. Hawk was tan with tufts of dark hair. Eagle was brown with a bald head. Both males were big, intimidating men. Hawk appeared more mischievous with his in
