as they
entered a massive clearing, Krista gasped as she took in the huge log cabin. It
looked like some custom mansion but was made to fit perfectly in its surroundings.
Smaller cabins dotted the area, but even those buildings looked bigger than her
apartment.
“I know. The house is beautiful,” Mikaela said, seemingly
reading Krista’s thoughts.
“That’s an understatement.”
Mikaela parked, then Krista hopped out and started grabbing
her bags. She would be staying a month, so she’d packed a lot. She seriously
thought she had more with her now than what was left at her place.
“May I take your bags, ma’am?” a voice sounded behind
her, and she whirled.
“Umm.”
“This is Jeffery,” Mikaela said, coming to her rescue.
“He’s, well, he’s Thomas’s everything. If you need anything, he’ll get it for
you. And if he can’t, he’ll find some way to make it happen anyway.” She leaned
over to hug Jeffery. He seemed a little startled by her action but returned the
hug briefly before looking back at Krista.
“Ma’am?”
“Oh, yes, yes, of course. I mean, I can get some of them,
but I wouldn’t mind the help.”
“That won’t be necessary, ma’am. I’ll have your bags in
your room waiting for you by the time the lady of the house finishes with your
tour.”
“L-Lady of the house?” Hadn’t Mikaela told her Mr. Woods
was a widow?
“He means me.” Mikaela shrugged like it was a silly
notion, but she had a twinkle in her eyes that betrayed her nonchalance.
“C’mon. Let me show you around before the guys finish up their work. I’m afraid
once they lay their eyes on you they’ll be monopolizing all your time. I think
they’re going to make it really difficult for me to get any real work out of
you,” she said, laughing as she motioned for Krista to follow her.
Oh, yeah, work. She couldn’t forget the real
reason she was here. Lots of hot monkey sex it was not.
* * * *
“Holy shit, do you smell that?” Rob jumped off the limb
he’d been perched on while the guys were taking a breather. “That’s her. She’s
here.” He inhaled again, groaning on his exhale.
Toby sniffed and immediately suppressed his own sound of
pleasure. Rob was right. That scent was the sweetest thing he’d ever smelled in
his life. And he’d smelled plenty of women in his past. Granted, they, too,
were women already taken, but the smell of a ripe woman was still intoxicating.
This Krista chick had them all beat. She was ambrosia.
And he was fucked. Truly fucked. He still didn’t want to risk getting his ass
handed to him by a pissed-off cougar lioness after being turned against her
will, so he’d have to resist the temptation. And he would.
Jack stood suddenly. “I’m heading in to shower. See you
in the dining room for drinks.” Toby wanted to growl at . . . what? Jack had
every right to prepare himself for meeting that woman. Toby should be happy
Jack was so focused on getting in her panties. If his brother kept her
distracted, maybe Toby would find it easy to resist her.
“Me, too.” Rob hopped up and bolted without another word. Fuck. This sucked ass! No, no, this
was a good thing. He sighed, looking down at his scuffed work boots.
“I’m heading in, too. I haven’t seen Mikaela in two
weeks.” Josh leaned over and patted Toby’s shoulder, then gave it a squeeze
before turning and walking away.
Everyone had bailed, but technically the work was done
for the day. Toby could do a few minuscule things, knowing he’d be stalling, or
he could go shower, make nice with his pecker, and get ready for dinner.
He took a deep breath as he stood and almost fell to his
knees when his legs started to buckle. God, that woman’s scent would be the
death of him.
Maybe he should jack off twice tonight. He walked off,
but the closer he got to the house, the stronger her scent called to him.
Fuck. No maybe about it. His dick was
hard as steel. Tonight he would be switching up the monotony
Kristene Perron, Joshua Simpson