Page 60 of Summer Heat
He came over to me, his hands on my thighs, his body between my legs. "You're going to love it."
"Mmm. Yes. Please." Shep was larger-than-life, bigger than anything I'd imagined. I'd lose myself in him if I wasn't careful. He was so good with women, and I had to remember that this could be an act.
No matter how sweet he was with my daughter, I wasn't sure I could trust him.
I'd set up my impromptu office on the bed in the guest room where he was working today. I sat cross-legged so anytime Shep walked in, he got a view of my panties.
He came into the room and said gruffly, "Next time, no panties."
Then he set the laptop on the nightstand, grabbed the condom he'd placed there earlier, and pushed me onto my back. He slid the offending panties off and entered me in one swift motion. He shoved the T-shirt up so that my breasts were exposed to him, and he sucked one nipple into his mouth.
I was primed for this and insatiable for him. I didn't know what would happen when Maya came home, but for now, we were cocooned in our own little world, and I was loving every second of it.
He threaded his fingers through mine on either side of my head as he thrust inside me, growing impossibly larger. And when I cried out, he followed me over.
He rolled us so that I was splayed over his chest. He cupped my ass and squeezed. "You're a naughty distraction."
I laughed. "Am I your excuse if you don't meet your deadline?"
"If you weren't wearing panties, I wouldn't have lasted as long as I did."
My phone buzzed, and I reached for it, reluctant to leave the warmth of his body. But I was a mom first, and Maya might need me. I showed him the screen where Derek had texted that he was bringing Maya back.
A crease appeared between his eyebrows. "I thought he wasn't supposed to return her until six."
"He probably wants to watch a game on TV, and she's not interested."
Shep stilled underneath me. "You're joking."
"Yeah, he acts like she's a product that you return when it doesn't work the way it's supposed to."
A rumble erupted from low in Shep's chest. Then he surged up, grabbing the phone from me. "I should tell him?—"
I snagged the phone back. "You're not going to tell him anything because I'm always happy to get Maya."
"I want to see her. I missed her." Then a grin spread over his face. "We kept ourselves occupied in the most delicious way possible."
"Is it okay if I tell him to drop her off here? It'll give me time to take a shower."
"That's fine," Shep said.
"I'd better jump in the shower so I don't smell like sex when she arrives." I wondered if Derek would think something was going on between me and Shep. Would he even care? He'd never been particularly interested in our lives.
He didn't care if our landlord was giving us trouble, or if our house flooded and we didn't have a place to stay.
Shep slapped my ass as I walked out of the room. "Hey."
"I'll clean this up." He gestured at the rumpled bed.
I shook a finger at him. "And no following me into the bathroom. We don't have time for any more naughty distractions."
He grinned. "That's okay. Maya goes to bed early."
I laughed, even though I wasn't sure how we'd continue our sexual trysts with her in the house.
I showered quickly, twisting my still-damp hair into a knot on the top of my head. I dressed in a T-shirt and shorts and made it downstairs just as the doorbell was ringing.
I opened the door, and Maya flew into my arms. "Hey, sweet girl. I missed you."
