Nash Brothers Box Set - Carrie Aarons Page 0,174

of her close friends were there, my brothers were nowhere to be found, and I knew this was it. I had to act, or the chance would be gone.

I’d gotten her alone as she paid her bill, after a bunch of the teachers had already headed out. She’d signed her name to the amount, and I’d slid in next to her barstool, and proposed that sometime, I could pay for her drinks. My exact words?

I’d love to take you out and sign the check sometime.

Penelope had turned, taken one look at my face, and burst out laughing. She’d thought I was hilarious, a fool … when I’d been dead serious. Could I have given her more flowery language? Quoted some poet or told her that I’d soothe her wounds? Maybe, but I wasn’t that guy.

She should have known, by my tone, how serious I was. I didn’t offer to take a woman out if I wasn’t serious … because I so rarely offered.

And now, all she wants me for is her dirty little sex secret.

Penelope moans in irritation. “Do you want to fuck or not?”

My fingers dig into the fabric at her hips, and she lets out an involuntary sigh. “Right, because you’re really going to walk away.”

“I would,” she challenges, a little bite to her voice.

But we both know she’s lying through her fucking teeth. Instead of delaying us any further with banter, I grab her hand and pull her out the doors, stalking across the grounds the short way to the on-premise B&B we’re all staying in. Penelope follows, keeping up with my brutal pace in her heels that clack against the pavement.

In what feels like seconds, we’re dashing up the old, rickety stairs, unlocking my door and then slamming it behind us.

“If you don’t take off that dress in the next five seconds, I’ll rip this one, too,” I warn her, pulling my belt from its loops.

I shrug out of my clothing, not bothering to help Penelope with hers. We aren’t lovers, this isn’t sentimental. She’s ensured that we’ll never have that, so I won’t put in the effort to slowly undress her. What she wants from me is a screaming orgasm which I can deliver.

My bitterness mixes with the alcohol I’ve consumed and combined with the raging arousal flowing through my veins, makes a dangerous cocktail.

“Looks like I did all your work for you.” Penelope grins smugly as I stand up from pulling my boxers past my feet.

While she might look self-assured, I can tell by the heave of her breasts and the tremble of her thighs that she’s anything but. Her naked form is, in one word, perfection. The natural sun-kissed glow to her skin spreads everywhere, into the most secret of crevices and over her perfectly round tits. Her budded nipples, bigger than your average, beg to sucked and toyed with.

But my eyes are drawn to that small, golden landing strip … a pathway to heaven, or hell depending on my mood, that I know will be slick with need.

Grabbing her, I pull her to my aching cock, her skin colliding with the rigid length of me. I let out a fraught groan because there hasn’t been a time in my life I’ve felt more desperate for my sexual appetite to be met than when I’m in this woman’s presence.

My hand dives between Penelope’s naked thighs. “I’d say the job isn’t done until you’re scratching at my back and crying my name.”

She’s about to give a bratty retort, but I cut her off by plunging two fingers inside her.

“Holy hell …” she mutters, her head dropping to my shoulder.

We stand in the middle of my hotel room, frantically engaging in foreplay. It’s fast but skilled, with my thumb pressing down hard on her clit while I jack two fingers into her pussy. Her shaking hand grips my cock, tugging it up and down. Each time she brushes my sensitive head with her fingers, I have to squeeze my ass cheeks just to keep from falling over.

Within what feels like seconds, Penelope has stopped fondling me and is tightly gripping my shoulders, her teeth working a groove into my neck. She’s going to come, I can feel her wetness begin to spread down my knuckles …

“God, yes, Forrest …” she cries, bucking against me as her nipples brush my chest.

A sly grin paints my lips as I watch her come around my fingers. I knew, from the moment we fucked in my car in the