Page 7 of The Flip Side of Wait for Me

“You own a part of the business?”

“How do you think I got you on so quick? I’ve got a lot of pull.” Hilary pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and fanned herself. “I don’t know how you guys do it. I can’t stand the heat.”

“That’s too bad.”

“Why?”

“I was fantasizing about getting all sweaty and dirty with you, and you ruined it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, but that’s the way it goes.”

“Maybe you could persuade me to change my mind.”

“Nah, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable and sticky.” Nash smiled as he crossed his arms.

“Nash, I’m already sticky and uncomfortable. My pussy is swollen, and my clit is throbbing.”

Nash’s nostrils flared as his cock ached against the fabric of his underwear. There was no way he could wait six months to make love to Hilary. He might not make it six more minutes.

“Hey, Nash?” The blond-haired worker called out.

Nash turned to him. “Yeah?”

“We’re headed out. You want us to wait for you?”

“Go ahead. I’ll catch you guys in the morning.”

“Sounds good.” Both guys waved at him as they headed to their pickup.

Nash’s entire body tensed as he watched them climb in and exit the driveway. He and Hilary were alone. The construction site was down a gravel road, so there was no one around.

Was he ready for this? Sex with Hilary was the end game. Once would never be enough. Hell, was she ready for him? Nash was afraid he was going to claim Hilary for life. But what did she want? One and done?

“So?” Nash shifted his feet.

Hilary straightened her shoulders and reached out her hand to grab his. “You want to go fuck on the bulldozer behind the house?”

“Holy hell.” His stomach dove to his feet. They were going to have to call in an emergency crew to restart his heart if he ever lost her.

“Construction equipment turns me on.” Hilary ran her top teeth over her bottom lip as she waited for his response.

“I would fucking love to slam my dick into your tight twat as you hold on to the track.”

“Race you.” Hilary laughed as she ran past him.

Nash smiled as he took off at a dead run. When Nash finally caught her, she screamed with delight. As he turned her around to face him, Hilary jumped into his arms and laced her fingers together behind his head.

“I smell.”

Hilary sniffed. “A little, but you were right, a little sweat mixed with some dirty sex never hurt anyone.”

Nash’s mouth crashed against hers as he possessed her lips. Hilary’s tongue dove into his mouth as she took the lead while his cock rested against her soft stomach. Wanting something as much as he desired Hilary was new. Nash wanted to wake up next to her and sink into her warm body just as much as he wanted to ravish her in the wild.

When she tried to wiggle out of his grasp, Nash growled. “Where are you going?”

“I want to touch you. All of you.” Hilary’s hand traveled down his chest.

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