Her Dirty Builders (Men at Work #10) - Mika Lane Page 0,43

there.

“Alden!” she cried, running to throw her arms around me.

How did this woman know exactly what I needed, when I needed it?

I held her for a moment longer than was necessary, not that anyone was complaining, and buried my nose in her thick hair, which smelled of nothing more than simple soap and shampoo. Exactly how I liked it.

I pulled back, still holding her, to take in her beautiful smile, and if I weren’t mistaken, a small bead of sweat on her upper lip.

“Hot in the kitchen?” I asked.

She dabbed her face with her sleeve and giggled. “So hot. I accidentally painted the windows shut. But wait till you see what I’m making for dinner.”

I followed her to the kitchen where she’d put Case and Ty to work. We didn’t have much left to do on the house, and Esme had insisted on making dinner for us to celebrate.

“Check out what’s in the oven, Alden,” Case said, gesturing while he snapped a large bowl of green beans.

I pulled the oven door open a couple inches and found a big, fat, roast chicken in the final stages of cooking.

“Hurry up with those beans, Case. The sauté pan is already hot,” Esme called.

I put the beer I’d brought in the fridge. “What can I do to help?”

“Oh, my dad loaned me his card table. It’s in the living room with fold-up chairs. Would you set it all up for me?” she asked, smiling.

Shit, I’d do anything that woman asked me.

Twenty minutes later we were sitting down to an incredible meal on a rickety card table set up in Esme’s still-under-construction living room. Since no lighting had been installed yet, she’d bought string lights and hung them around the room, giving it a festive glow, and set up clusters of candles in each corner. ‘Rustic chic’ was what she’d called it.

I liked it. A lot. It was just so… Esme.

After dinner we guys were kicking back with glasses of scotch for ourselves and a champagne for Esme, when I figured I’d start clearing the table. I needed to pick up Rosie from my mom’s before it got too late.

When I got back to the living room, I found Esme straddling Ty where he sat, with Case behind her, reaching around to cup her breasts under her shirt.

Fuck yeah.

Her eyes were closed, and her head dropped back.

That’s what I’m talking about.

“Alden, c’mon over,” Case said, gesturing with his chin.

He and Ty let go of Esme and helped her to her feet.

“Esme was just telling us she wanted something from you,” Case said.

I walked over to our girl and held her chin between my fingers. “Hey, gorgeous. Do you need what I think you do?”

She batted her eyes at me. “What do you think I need?” she asked coyly.

I pulled her T-shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Then, I put my hands on either side of her face and pulled her in for a kiss.

But before our lips touched, I whispered in her ear. “I think baby wants some dick.”

Breaking into a huge smile, she pushed her jeans down and kicked them aside. “Do you have a condom?” she asked.

“Of course,” I said, pulling one from my pocket.

“Way to go,” Ty said, laughing.

“Somebody was a Boy Scout in a previous life,” Case added.

“You know it,” I said as Esme made quick work of my belt and jeans. “Come over here, baby,” I said as soon as I’d kicked aside my clothes.

I placed her hands on the back of one of the folding chairs and bent her at a ninety-degree angle so her ass was pretty much in the air. Then I positioned myself right behind her.

“Are you ready for me, baby?” I asked.

Tossing her hair around, she wiggled her ass against me. “Yeah, Alden. I’m ready.”

I plunged inside her until my balls smacked her clit, and holding myself there, reveled in the grip of her pussy on my stiff cock.

Pumping her slowly, I ran my thumb over her pink asshole. When she moaned, I took it as my cue to explore further.

Wetting my thumb, I gently pushed it past her tight ring. She gasped and pushed back against me.

“Nice,” Case murmured, playing with her tits and stroking himself.

A quick glance at Ty showed me he was doing the same.

Esme reached for his cock. Pulling him towards her, she wrapped her lips around him and sucked.

His head fell back, and he moaned, gripping her hair to drive himself deeper.

Goddamn, this woman was hot.

I pushed