The Buchanan's Baby(13)
“Okay,” she agreed cautiously, rising. “But first, you must agree to my terms.”
“Such as?”
“We meet here and I drive.”
He quirked a smile, perplexed by her terms. “You know I can drive. I drove you to my place when you stayed with me at the penthouse.”
“Yes, I know you can drive and what you drive. There’s no room for a carseat and even if there were, I don’t feel comfortable trusting your skills with my child until I know you better.”
“Fine,” he agreed with a sigh. “I’ll be here Saturday around noon.”
“Okay. Until then, would you mind staying away?”
That didn’t play into his plans at all. He’d never had a woman treat him as if he had the plague before and he sure as hell didn’t like it either. But he agreed. “Fine.” He cast one final look at his darling child and wondered how he was going to keep himself occupied until Saturday. “Until Saturday, then.”
She nodded and let him out, closing and locking the door on his heels.
How was he going to win over a woman who plainly didn’t want him around? For the first time in his life, he didn’t have a clue but it was imperative that he find out.
-5-
Shannon twisted beneath her shadow lover’s firm body, gasping as he plundered her mouth in the same insistent manner as his cock had penetrated her feminine heat. She groaned and gasped, clutching at his back, as he thrust against her, pummeling her with delicious friction that threatened to turn her inside out with pleasure. She shuddered, her nipples pebbled into hard points as they rubbed against the slightly furred chest of her lover, and she lost herself joyously to the sensation promising to clench her womb with rhythmic abandon until she tumbled into a toe-curling orgasm but as she built to that wonderful crescendo, her lover melted away into mist and she was left gasping and crying out in frustration as the good feelings dissipated with her lover and suddenly her eyes flew open to total darkness. She whimpered and rolled to her side, her body sweaty and unfulfilled as her pelvis area pulsed with unsatisfied need. “Damn it,” she said, returning to her back to stare at the ceiling. This was all Nolan’s fault. If he hadn’t shown up, she could’ve went on using him for her sexual fantasies without shame or guilt but now that he was here, she’d denied herself out of principle. And look what that had gotten her? Sexually constipated. She reached down and touched herself, barely flicking the swollen nub between her folds, and a riot of pleasure cascaded down her body. She closed her eyes and Nolan popped into her mental theater. Go away, she thought grouchily, determined to think of anyone else aside from Nolan Buchanan. But her mind wasn’t cooperating and she knew if she continued on this track, she’d lose that loving feeling quickly. Resigned, she allowed Nolan into her mind and immediately her pulse quickened as her finger worked the pleasure nub with a deft touch until she shuddered under the brunt of a quick and fairly boring orgasm. She sighed and rolled to her side, grabbing her pillow and hugging it to her. Why couldn’t she put Nolan in the appropriate place in her mind and leave him be?
Because against all odds, she was still attracted to him.
And not in a pleasant, ‘oh, he’s cute’ sort of way but rather in a ‘holy hell, I would fuck him in the dirty stall of a club bathroom’ and Shannon couldn’t really deal with that truth.
There was no future with Nolan Buchanan. So why even go through the motions of getting to know him?
She sighed, closing her eyes, knowing the answer even if she wasn’t willing to admit it out loud.
Deep down…a tiny spark of hope pulsed stubbornly, refusing to die — what if?
What if, indeed?
-5-
If good intentions accounted for anything, Nolan was a damn angel. He’d planned to stay in the hotel and watch Pay-Per-View or even catch up on his reading on his e-reader app on his smart phone but the minute he saw his twin grinning from the peephole, he knew his night was not going to be spent inside that room.
“What are you doing here?” he asked Vince as he let him into the room. “I told you to stay home.”
“Yeah, but I heard the yearning in your voice that practically begged for me to come and rescue you so get dressed, slap some cologne across your face and let’s see what’s shaking in this town. There’s sure to be a couple of hot bodies available for a little between the sheets action and I, for one, could use a little stress-relief.”
“What happened to your plans with the sub and the dungeon?”
“Penny happened,” Vince said wryly. “She found out and gave me a ration of shit for trying to drag Dillon out for a bit. Man, that girl has a temper. Funny thing, I think Dillon was relieved because his woman put the brakes on. If I didn’t know better I’d say Penny has neutered him.”