Jamie's Revenge by Jenny Penn

fast asleep by then, he headed off toward the main house wearing nothing but his boots and jeans.
    Instead of risking the long path of creaking floorboards that barred his way through the house, Caelen chose to climb it instead. It was not a particularly difficult task thanks to the wraparound porch and its lower roof line. He did crack the railing when he pushed off to heft himself onto the roof.
    Tipping a look back over the edge, Caelen shrugged off the damage, even though he knew Linc would surely be pissed as hell come morning. Linc would have other reasons, though, to beat Caelen’s ass come morning, better reasons than a broken railing.
    Crawling up the steep incline, Caelen used the exterior wall of the second floor to help him gain his feet. Then all he had to do was snoop from one window to the next. Just like he thought, the room right next to Linc’s had somebody sleeping deep beneath the sheets.
    The summer heat had waned with the falling of the sun but not enough for the windows to be closed. Nothing barred Caelen from stepping right through and into Jamie’s bedroom. How easy was that? Too easy, and fate hadn’t exactly been kind to him where Jamie was concerned.
    Thinking along those lines, Caelen silently shed his clothes, intent on not giving fate any more opportunities than necessary to deny him his victory. All the while, he kept his gaze fixated on Jamie, or what he could see of her.
    Tucked completely under the sheet, only a tuff of dark hair peeked out. Just a smidgeon of skin gleamed in the night, a hand curling around the edge of a pillow with barely a finger showing. The rest of Jamie’s glorious body was hidden from his sight by the sheet.
    It bulged out bigger than his little angel, thicker. Caelen’s lips curled in wicked anticipation, wondering if she’d dragged a pillow beneath to hump out her frustration. Maybe even thinking of him, but she didn’t have to dream any longer.
    Stretching the rope tight between his hands, Caelen mounted Jamie. Straddling her side with his thighs, he settled his naked ass down onto hard bone and heavy muscle. Even through the sheet, Caelen knew in that instant he hadn’t just straddled his soft, willing woman.
    “What?” Linc groused rolling, and then Caelen’s world spun as his brother shoved him, jerking free with a roar. “ What the fuck ?”
    Caelen tumbled right over the edge of the bed. The wrong edge, because his pants were on the other side. The ones at his nose got yanked away as Linc stormed into his own britches, still raging at Caelen.
    “What the fuck are you doing here, Caelen? You better answer me, boy, before I break that stick poking up at me!”
    That threat had Caelen snapping out his momentary stupor to rush for his feet. “What am I doing? What are you doing sleeping in Jamie’s bed? Where the hell is she ?”
    That had been his natural response but one probably better kept to himself. It had Linc going still. “You son-of-a-bitch. That’s what you’re doing up here?”
    “What else would I be doing up here?”
    “With a rope no less? Is that how you intend to treat my sister? That’s how you’re going to show respect for me? Breaking into my house, tying up my sister and then what? You gonna rape her too?”
    With each accusation he thumped Caelen on his chest, backing him into the little table by the bed and around its hard corner to the open window that flanked either side of the bed. When his naked ass hit glass, Caelen had nowhere to go but forward. Thankfully, Linc’s last suggestion had Caelen mad enough to do just that.
    “There ain’t going to be no rape! Trust me on this, Linc, that girl’s going to beg for it.”
    “Then why the hell do you need the rope?”
    That got a momentary smirk out of Caelen as his mind dipped toward the pleasant memories of his plan. “She’d have liked it.”
    “That’s it,” Linc growled. “I have enough problems worrying about my wife than you making my life a whole hell