Mad About Meg, Mari Carr [book recommendations for young adults txt] 📗

decided to exact his own sweet revenge onhis little temptress. Pulling completely out of her—despite her angry cries—hereplaced his cock with his hand, gathering up her copious juices before movinghis soaked finger back to her anus. She stiffened at the first touch of hisfinger breeching the tight portal.

“Rob,”she replied breathlessly, “I’ve never—”

“Shh,” he hushed her. “I won’t hurt you. I want to play alittle. I believe I promised retribution for last night, you little tease.” Hiswords were light and he felt her relax, again amazed by her limitless trust inhim.

Continuingto lubricate her, he slowly worked his finger in and out of her, rejoicing whenhe felt her begin to push back against it.

“Doyou like that?”

“Yes,”she hissed. “God. I need you so badly.”

Onceagain, he lost the battle against her soft, willing body and lovely demands.Unable to resist, he thrust into her with all the power and strength left inhis body and she countered each parry with her own movements. Her whimpers andmoans of satisfaction were the impetus he needed. Leaving his finger in heranus, he buried his cock over and over in the wet warmth of her cunt, fuckingher with both. He felt the moment her orgasm claimed her as her pussy clampeddown hard on his throbbing cock and her ass clenched his finger so tightly hethought it would break. The power of her climax was all it took to drag himalong, his seed shooting out like bullets from a gun.

Pullingout of her body, he dragged her limp form over to him, cuddling her in thecrook of his arm.

“Wow,”she whispered as he felt her drift into an instantaneous sleep.

Agrin tugged at his lips at her words. “Wow.”

Chapter Eight

Itwas nearly two a.m. when Rob made his way to the hotel bar. Given the latehour, most of the hotel patrons had called it a night or were so far into theircups they didn’t notice as he entered and planted himself at the darkest cornertable. Meg was sleeping blissfully in his bed. After they roused on the floor,they ordered room service and then fed each other dinner in bed, taking turnsusing various body parts as utensils and plates. He was amazed that no matterhow many times and how many ways he had her, he still came back begging formore. He also found himself jealous of her clear conscience as his own peacefulrest managed to elude him.

“Goodevening sir,” Rob heard. Glancing up, he was surprised to find Pierre, thehotel manager. Pierre had worked for him since Rob had graduated from HarvardBusiness School and over the years, their relationship had evolved fromemployer and employee to one almost resembling a friendship.

“Pierre.”Rob gestured for the man should join him. “It’s good to see you again.”

Pierrehad served as Rob’s right hand man for nearly a decade, traveling all over theworld with him. However when Pierre announced his desire to go intosemi-retirement after a minor heart attack, Rob suggested he come manage thisresort on Eros Isle. He knew of all the places they’d visited, this smallisland was Pierre’s favorite stop. He also knew the resort practically ranitself and the job would not cause Pierre undue stress and, apart from theTimothy ordeal, he’d been correct.

“Iknew you would visit when you had the time,” Pierre said, his eyebrows raised.

Robrefused to rise to the man’s bait. No doubt he was overwhelmed with curiosityover Rob’s unexpected roommate. “That reminds me. Has Meg’s luggage arrivedyet?” He knew she was worried sick about losing all her pretty new things,despite his assurances he would buy her a whole new wardrobe if her clothingdidn’t arrive.

“Notyet, sir,” Pierre answered. “I did call the airport as you requested. Once Imentioned your concern over the matter, the head concierge was consulted and Iwas assured it would be located. I would be surprised if it didn’t arrive firstthing in the morning.”

“Verygood,” Rob said. “And her rental car?”

“Has been towed back to theairport.” Pierrewas clearly used to taking care of many onerous tasks for him, as his days werefilled with numerous meetings and events.

“Good,”Rob replied. “Thank you.”

“Theweather is already clearing and the forecast is calling for the return ofsunshine. Might you actually partake of some of this weekend’s events?”

Robsmiled at the old man’s wily ways. He was like a dog with a bone when he wantedto know what he was up to. However, being a diligent employee and steadfastgentleman, he refused to ask bluntly who the hell the woman was in his room andwhat in the hell was he doing with her.

Usually,Rob took great pleasure in leaving him dangling, but tonight he simply didn’thave the energy.

“Ipromised to take her to Lover’s Lane. Did you know she’d never seen the oceanbefore today?”

“Really?” Pierre’s face showed his surprisethat he was being so forthright.

“She’sa special education teacher from Virginia.” Rob wasn’t sure why he was sharinganything at all about Meg.

“Quite an admirable profession.”

“Shestill doesn’t know who I am.” Rob was surprised by his confession,despite the fact he knew Pierrehad overheard his false introduction.

“Isee.” Pierre’s voice was tinged with a bit of disgust.

“Atthe time, it seemed like a harmless enough lie,” Rob replied. “But now—”

“Isee.” Although Pierre repeated the words softly, Rob could see that Pierretruly did understand.

“Thefirst night we met, we talked. It was nice, normal, friendly.When I realized she didn’t know who I was, I found myself leery to give upthe—”

“Nice, normal, friendly part. You know, Rob,” Pierre’s voice was gentle,“no good comes from a lie.”

“Youthink I’m a fool.”

“Not at all. However—given the fact you seem tobe quite taken with this special education teacher who has never seen theocean—perhaps it would behoove you to tell her your true identity now.”

“Ithink it may already be a little too late.”

“Why?”Pierre asked.

“BecauseI think she’s fallen in love with me and I know I’ve fallen in love with her.”

Chapter Nine

Megwas amazed by the sight of the sun rising over the ocean on Sunday morning.She’d seen the ocean all weekend, but the dark clouds and misting rain hadobscured her viewing the true breathtaking beauty of it. Today, the bright bluesky seemed dim and dull in contrast to the