Her Dirty Builders (Men at Work #10) - Mika Lane Page 0,29

he got to the end of it, bounced up and down before he, too, dove in.

But not before I got a good look at his lovely cock.

“Why don’t you take a picture? Lasts longer,” Case teased, catching me staring.

Alden and Ty hollered, each trying to splash the other with a bigger wall of water.

I turned toward Case. “Aren’t you going in, too?”

He leaned forward, cupping my chin. “I don’t know. Will you go in?”

Oh god. The way this man touched me was dangerous. Even though I’d been with Ty only the night before, with the warm evening breeze and delicious scotch, I was dying to just straddle Case and brush my lips all over his muscular chest.

But I didn’t get the chance to do that because he shot to his feet, dropped his jeans, and cannonballed into the pool inches away from the other guys.

Incredible. Was this my life taking a turn for the better? Only a month earlier, I’d been stuffed into the wedding dress from hell that I’d let Charli’s mom talk me into, ready to marry someone because I thought it was the thing to do, only to be stood up at the altar in front of two hundred people, most of whom I didn’t even know.

And now I was watching three hunky construction guys splash around naked in a pool at one of the most bitching houses I’d ever seen.

Was someone playing a trick on me? Because I couldn’t possibly deserve this. I was a struggling journalist at a free weekly where I was paid terribly, with an albatross of a house around my neck that should probably have been burned to the ground long ago.

But shit, I might as well enjoy the moment.

I got to my feet, pulled my dress over my head, threw my bra and panties aside, and dove into the pool, too.

When I came up for air, I paddled to the edge and leaned against it to enjoy the starry night and my handsome friends.

Making sure all my bits were well beneath the surface of the water.

“Look at that pretty girl over there,” Case called.

“Don’t be shy, buddy,” Ty teased, “go see if she’ll talk to you.”

Stifling my laughter, I looked aside and pretended to ignore them.

But that was not possible when Case swam over and put his arms on either side of me, effectively pinning me between himself and the edge of the pool.

High school was suddenly a hundred years ago, forgotten and unimportant.

Thank god.

“Well, hello,” he said.

I tilted my head. “Do I know you?” I asked dramatically.

He shook his head, staring intently at me in the twinkling light. “No. But you’ll want to.”

“Oh, really?” I demanded.

“Yup. After you see the way I kiss you,” he breathed.

His lips found mine, soft and exploring at first, then hard and bruising. I closed my eyes as his hands held my face, then drifted down my shoulders to my back. They stopped on my ass, which he kneaded in his callused hands.

Startled, I heard a low whistle come from across the pool. I’d almost forgotten Ty and Alden were there.

“Whew, look at those two,” Ty called.

Case stopped kissing me long enough to turn around. “Why don’t you come over here and join us?”

Oh my god. Did he really say that?

Alden swam under the water toward me and bobbed up right next to us, turning my face toward his while Case kept playing with my behind.

Alden’s kiss was different—more patient somehow, but equally delicious. He grabbed a hank of my wet hair and tilted my head back to run his lips over my neck.

Wow.

That’s when I felt Case’s fingers find the slick folds between my thighs, which he stroked until he found my clit. With his thumb, he made small circles until I gasped from the sensation. His hard cock bounced against my leg, so I reached for it with one hand and found Alden’s with my other.

Holy shit. I was holding two cocks.

The pool water swayed, and I opened my eyes to see Ty boost himself up to sit on the edge of the pool, right next to us.

“Hey, beautiful,” he said, leaning down to kiss my forehead. I just wanted a better view.”

“I’ve got an idea,” Alden said. “Esme, sit up on the edge of the pool.”

I climbed out, my skin springing alive with goosebumps, my nipples growing pointy in reaction to the night breeze.

“Now scoot down until you’re on the very edge,” he said.

Oh. Okay. Now I got it.

As soon as my