got up to go into their room through the deck doors.
The sisters were still talking a minute later when Poppy got up to follow him inside. The main room was empty, but she could hear the shower and was quick to hurry over there.
Still clothed, Turner slid the shower door closed again and turned just in time to see her enter. “Thank God you’re pretty,” he grumbled.
“You’re not really mad, are you, First?” she asked as he grabbed his tee-shirt at the back of his neck to pull it off. “I can get rid of them if you want to have sex.”
Instead of answering, he strode across the room and past her to close and lock the door before picking her up to dump her on the vanity.
“I don’t need them gone to have sex with you,” he said, loosening the bikini ties at her hips. “I can have sex with you right here.”
“I’m sorry if I said too much outside.”
“Mm hmm,” he responded, dipping down to kiss the sweet spot behind her ear.
“Zoey wants to move Casey into your mom’s place, not for sex, just to keep her safe.” She stroked his shoulders as his mouth trekked around to her throat and he raised her thighs to his hips. “I think Primrose wants to move into the Venture… I think she’s into Preston… don’t tell him I said that. Everyone’s bonding.” He stepped back just enough to work on unfastening his pants. “It makes our lives easier.”
With her focus zoned in on his groin, it became harder to concentrate as she fixated on what would come next.
“Ritchie called about one of our buildings.”
“Uh huh,” she said, reaching for him. “Talk after.”
Dropping his pants, he kicked them aside. “After what, baby? Huh?”
Shame or embarrassment didn’t feature around him anymore. Poppy opened and closed her fingers a couple of times before lunging forward to grab his cock.
“After I get mine,” she said, yanking him back to the vanity. “Love me, baby…” Draping her arms around his neck, she pulled him down to tease his mouth with hers. “Right here, right now.”
His satisfied smile was almost feral. “That’s what I planned to come home to.”
“Every day, every minute,” she whispered, wrapping her legs around him to draw their bodies together. “Forever yours.”
TWENTY-SIX
“Sorry, I uh… got sidetracked,” Poppy said when she hopped back out onto the terrace.
“I don’t even want to think about what you were doing,” Charley said as Poppy sat back down next to her. “I think I’ll go sit over there.”
Charley got up to go and take a seat on the empty patio bed by Faye.
“I showered,” Poppy said, thinking her damp hair should’ve betrayed that. “I’m not dirty.”
“I bet your fiancé would beg to differ,” Primrose said, happy to tease her. “He is hot. No one can deny that.”
“Uh, I can,” Charley said and shivered. “He’s just Turner.”
Zoey laughed. “I know, it’s weird to think of him turning anyone on, isn’t it?”
Charley made a sound of disgust.
“Well, he turns me on,” Poppy said, proud of her man and her relationship. “Eight times last night and again before he left this morning.” The chorus of revulsion came from all of the Maddox sisters, but it just made her laugh. “I’m sorry to tell you, sisters. My man can go all night and still put in a full shift at work the next day.”
“I can see he’s attractive,” Casey said. “Still terrifying though.”
“He’s not terrifying,” Zoey said. “He’s just Turner.”
“He’d never hurt anyone,” Poppy said. “You just have to get to know him better.”
“I do love the thought of you two together though,” Zoey said. “I love that you’ll be part of the family forever.”
“That’s what we thought about Kev,” Charley muttered.
“Poppy is not lowlife, two-timing scum,” Faye said. “And our brother is the type of guy who’ll show his marriage respect.”
“He might cheat,” Charley said, her head dropping to the side. “I’m not sure who we’d stick by if that happened.”
Poppy wasn’t worried and smiled. “He won’t cheat.”
“You can’t know that for sure,” Primrose said, quick to offer a warning. “All guys are capable of it.”
“I married Kev thinking he’d never cheat on me,” Faye said. “Gave the guy three kids. Look how that turned out.”
“How many kids are you and Turner planning to have?” Casey asked.
“As many as she wants.”
Turner spoke from the deck doors behind the posse of women who craned to see him.
“Stop sneaking up on us,” Charley said. “It’s rude.”