Page 46 of Resisting His Charm
“Don’t look so smug. That was only one,” I remind him.
“First of many.” Sammie reaches behind me and shuts off the water.
Then he steps out of the stall, picks up a towel, and steps back. He starts drying me, running the towel from my shoulder to my hand before repeating the motion on the other side.
“I can do that,” I tell him while also doing nothing to stop him.
“You’re naked and wet. Running my hands over you isn’t a hardship, Poppy. Trust me, this is just as much for my benefit as it is for yours.” He winks at me.
By the time he finishes, I’m all up in my head. That felt more tender than just a guy coming over for a booty call. I don’t remember the last time anyone’s ever done anything for me like this.
Those thoughts don’t last long. As soon as Sammie guides me into my bedroom, I’m on my back and he’s on top of me. His mouth trailing wet, hot kisses all over my body.
I’m hungry, and Sammie is acting like he has all night before he gets to the main course. Pushing on his shoulders, I roll us over until I’m straddling him.
“I want to ride,” I tell him. Taking his cock in my hand, I guide the tip to my entrance and start to slowly sink down on him.
“Fuck. Poppy, stop.” Sammie’s fingers dig into my hips.
“What?” I don’t stop until he’s fully sunk into me.
“We need a condom,” he says. And I blink, looking down at where our bodies join.
“Oh. Is that all?” I joke.
“Well, I personally don’t give a fuck, but I’m not going to do that to you. So it’s your call, Poppy. You want one or not?” Sammie asks me, putting the ball in my court.
The right answer is yes. I know that, but feeling him inside me, like this… I don’t want to say yes. I want nothing between us. “I’m on birth control and I don’t have any nasties. Do you?”
“Nasties? No. Birth control? Also no.” He smirks.
“Funny, can I move now?” I really need to start moving. My pussy convulses around him, and Sammie grits his teeth.
“Ride away,” he says.
And I do. I bounce on his cock, rubbing my clit against his pelvis on every downward motion. Sammie’s hands cup my breasts. His fingertips pull at my nipples. I’m almost embarrassed by how quickly I come, but the pleasure is soinsanely good I don’t care. And I know that it’s not going to be the last time this man makes me come tonight.
Chapter Nineteen
Watching Poppy dance with her best friend, I lean back in my chair. She looks happy, really happy. It crosses my mind that I’m going to fuck up her life. The more time I spend with her, the more I want to keep her. And the only way to do that is to take her away from her hometown, away from her family and friends.
I know it’s selfish of me, to expect her to up and move when I can’t offer the same level of commitment. It’s also only been a fucking week. Why the hell am I thinking about keeping her?
“It’s been a long time since she’s been this happy,” Jaxson says. The three Kestral brothers have been sitting with me all night, which I guess makes it a little less awkward being at a stranger’s wedding.
“What do you mean?” I ask him.
“She’s had a rough go of things. But this past week, she’s smiled more than I’ve seen her do in a real long time.” He pauses to take a sip of his drink. “Whatever you’re doing—I don’t want the details—but keep doing it. She deserves to be happy.”
“I have to go back to Vegas tonight. I haven’t told her yet,” I admit. I’ve been putting it off. I need to be on that jet in a couple of hours.
“Take her with you,” Joel says.
“Take her with me?” I question. I can’t lie. The thought has crossed my mind. I just didn’t think she’d go along with it. “She has a business here. I can’t just expect her to up and leave town with me without notice.” I’m not that much of an ass.
“Her business will be just fine. She should get out of town this week, take her mind off things,” Jaggar adds.
“What do you mean?”
