The Bad Boys' Virgin Temptress (The Law Castle Bad Boys)

Evernight Publishing

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Copyright© 2012 Sam Crescent

ISBN:
978-1-77130-108-4

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Editor: Karyn White

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

I would like to
dedicate
this book and the whole series to Stacey Espino. She is an amazing writer and been an inspiration to me in the search for my dream. Stacey, thank you so much.
 

The
Law
Castle
Bad Boys, 1

Sam Crescent
 

Copyright © 2012

Prologue

Noah Lamb watched the startling red-headed beauty as she laid her mother to rest. All of the town had turned up to show their respect. At twenty-three years old, she had lost the only real parent she knew. He wanted to go over to her and comfort her but held himself back. She would need the time to mourn.

Noah stood with his own family at the graveside, and he saw his best friend, Drew Patton, with his family. Cheryl Fisher threw the dirt on the lowered coffin and stood back. He saw no tears spill from her eyes. She had probably spent so much time crying already.

He wore a pair of leather pants, as he refused to wear anything else, but he’d made sure to wear a shirt and tie.

The priest finished saying a few words, then fell silent out of respect. Then Cheryl spoke up. “I want to thank you all for coming. It means a lot to me how many of you turned up. The town hall has been opened for us, and there will be food and drink if you wish to join me.” She nodded her head and went to the priest.

“He should be here,” Noah’s aunt said with a hiss to her voice.

“Don’t start. This is already hard on the poor child. Her dad left, and you can’t expect him to come back,” Noah’s uncle said.

Shaking his head, Noah went to his friend. They shook hands and watched the woman disappear behind the crowd of guests.

“Are you going to the town hall?” Drew asked.

“I don’t want her to be alone.” Noah’s fascination with Cheryl had begun some time ago. He’d known how she cared about her mother, and he loved it when she visited him in the mechanic shop.

“We’ve got to give her some space.”

“I know, Drew. We can still be there for her even if she doesn’t know how we feel.” Noah knew he wanted to be more than a mechanic to her, but he didn’t know if his feelings would last longer than one night. Most of the woman he’d taken to bed only lasted the night
,
and then it was for a few short hours.

Following behind the guests, they walked the short distance to the town hall. They watched, eating sandwiches and drinking beer, as Cheryl conversed with all the guests. After a time she made it ‘round to them.

“Hi,” she said with a blush.

“How are you doing?” Noah asked.

“I’m getting there. Thank you both for coming. It really means a lot to me that you came.” She gripped their hands and placed a kiss on their cheeks.

“Anytime.” Drew said.

She smiled and walked off to the next person. Noah felt the sizzle of electricity up his arm. He wanted to do something about the attraction he felt towards her but knew he couldn’t. She was too fragile at the moment.

****

For the longest time she’d been conscious of Drew and Noah. They were the only two men she’d gotten to know during the course of her mother’s cancer. She talked to everyone and retreated to a quiet corner to think. Her hand and lips were numb from all the talking, but she still felt the heat of Noah and Drew. They always had the ability to affect her unlike any other men.

She wished she could approach them and ask them to be with her. The timing was awful, and she knew she needed the space to get her head on straight.

Losing her mother had been hard, despite knowing for six years that she would eventually. Knowing didn’t make the grieving any less painful.

Sipping her sweet tea, she stared out at the sea of people and wondered if she would ever have the guts to approach the two men and ask them to be hers?

One year later

Drew Patton stared at his best friend, Noah Lamb
,
as he danced with the gorgeous blonde on the dance floor. Her skirt was too short and showed the bottom of her ass. The gorgeous blue thong was visible to anyone who took the time to look. Drew sipped at his bottle of beer and watched for any signs of the redhead coming into the bar. Noah gripped the blonde’s ass, inserting a leg between her thighs and pressing against her cunt. Drew saw everything his friend was doing and smiled. Noah was incorrigible. He did what he liked and never asked for anyone’s permission. People thought that because Drew wore the leather jacket and drove the motor bikes he was the more brooding of the two. They were wrong. Noah held a darkness that Drew did not possess.

The local bar owner had decided to call his place, The Dugout. It was the only bar in town, and many of the town
-
folk converged there at the weekend. The blonde looked hot, but she wasn’t the woman Drew wanted to fuck. Glancing down at his watch, he wondered when the right woman would be walking into the bar.

The door at the front of the room opened, and several women walked inside, followed by a couple of guys. At the back of the group that had just entered stood the woman he’d been waiting for. 

Cheryl Fisher entered the bar, and Drew felt his cock lengthen from the sight of her. Her red hair was piled on top of her head with spirals coming down around her face. She wore a small white shirt with a pair of tight jeans, her glorious figure on display for every person to see. She was the town’s good girl, but recently she’d been spreading her wings and trying out new things. He’d noticed her several years ago when she had turned eighteen and blossomed into a beautiful woman. He, like most men, appreciated her beauty, and as the years passed his attraction to her had only increased.

He watched as she walked to the bar, her glorious ass swinging with each step, tempting him with the beautiful sight. Taking another quick swig of his drink, Drew walked onto the dance floor to where his friend had his hand under the blonde’s shirt. The blatant sexual display made him roll his eyes. If they ever got a shot with Cheryl, Noah would have to curb his bad boy behaviour.

“I don’t mind both of you tonight,” the blonde said.

“Baby, that is an offer I can’t refuse,” Noah told her.

“Actually, we’re going to be busy tonight. Noah?” Drew pointed his head in the direction of the redhead. His friend looked and pulled away from the woman.

“We’ve got plans tonight. See you around.”

Both men left the dance floor and headed to where the woman they mutually wanted stood.

She was currently being flirted with by several men. All of them worked at the mechanic shop on the outskirts of town, the very same mechanic shop that Drew and Noah owned. Checking out the competition, Drew signalled the bartender to do another round of drinks as they got to where Cheryl stood.

“So how about we take you home with us and show you a good time?” Jake said. The guy’s arm wrapped around her waist brought her flush against the other man. Every possessive instinct inside Drew came to the surface.

“Actually, this woman is taken.” Drew pulled her into his arms as Noah went to her other side, his hand resting at the front of her stomach.

“We got here first.” Jake was clearly determined not to back down.

“Well, I guess none of you will have a job to come back to,” Drew said. Cheryl gasped and pulled out of their hold.

“Don’t even think about fighting over me,” she said and stormed off, taking her drink with her.

Drew and Noah stood together and faced their competition.

“So, how are we going to play this?” Noah asked. He folded his hands over his chest, and Drew smirked at the step back each of the men took.

“Cheryl is too young for you. Leave her to one of us,” Jake said. It looked like Jake had taken the lead role in the discussion.

“Do you really think you’re good enough for her?” Drew asked. Jake and his buddies’ reputation was that they liked the hard, rougher side of sex. He’d heard tales of the women being unable to walk straight for days after the pounding they had taken. They wouldn’t care for her the way he and Noah could.

A pretty brunette walked by, distracting Jake and his buddies. In no time at all, the other men were off chasing another bit of skirt, leaving Cheryl to Drew and Noah.

She stood on the edge of the dance floor, alone, with a drink in hand.

“Are you ready for this?” Drew asked his long-time friend.

“Never been better. I’ve wanted Cheryl for as long as I can remember.”

****

Cheryl knew they were behind her before she felt their hands on her body. For as long as she could remember she’d been attracted to the two older men. Six years wasn’t a long time, but compared to her twenty-four years, they were far more experienced than she. When her mother had been diagnosed with cancer seven years ago it had been Cheryl who’d taken care of her. The long nights and extensive care meant she rarely got to leave the house for longer than half an hour.