Texas Big Man

I’m glad for that. The look on her face when I turned around was more than satisfying. I want to see more of that look on her face.

And what’s more, I wasn’t lying one bit. The minute I saw her I knew it was true. I will get her to beg for my cock. I will drive her crazy until she lets me fuck her exactly like she deserves to be fucked. She’s only been here for five minutes, and the chemistry between us is undeniable. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my life, it’s that chemistry like that doesn’t come along very often, and when it does, it cannot be denied.

She’s sassy, that’s for sure, but if she’s anything like her brother, she’ll be mostly a city girl. I imagine she’ll just be my quiet audience of one as I do all the heavy lifting. But that’ll work, and sunburn be damned, if it gets her hot and bothered and begging for me, I won’t wear a shirt for the next three months. I’ll give her a real show.

The door of her car slams, and I watch her stop and take a breath. Her hands are on her hips, and she’s clearly still angry. I’m guessing that he told her why I’m here to stay and she didn’t take to the news very kindly.

She walks over to me—no, she stomps over to me—and damn if the swing of her hips isn’t one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.

“He told you the good news?” I ask, leaning against the verandah.

Melena’s cheeks go pink. “That I’m stuck with you? Yeah, he told me.”

“Come on now,” I say, smiling at her. “Stuck with me is a little harsh. We’ll be spending quite a lot of time together here, just the two of us. How you want to spend that time together is up to you.”

Her eyes spark, and I can see her interest even if her expression is a scowl. “If you tell me that I might beg you one more time,” she says, “I’m going to tell my brother exactly what you said to me, his sister.”

“I didn’t say you might beg,” I say, stepping closer. “I said I know that you will. Your brother can’t blame me for telling you things that are facts.”

Her mouth drops open, and she sputters, shocked. I like that look on her face. She’s adorable when she taken off guard, when she’s challenged. I resist the urge to kiss her right there. I fired the first shot. The ball’s in her court now. I won’t cross a line. I won’t take what’s not mine, and she’s not mine.

Yet.

“So,” I say, “now that we’ve cleared up how you’re going to ask for my cock, can I help you bring your bags into the house?”

Melena narrows her eyes. “I will be doing no such thing, and no, you may absolutely not help me. I don’t want you touching anything that’s mine. I can handle my things just fine on my own.”

I smirk, unable to help myself. “We’ll see about that.” But if she doesn’t want my help, that’s absolutely fine. I’ll enjoy the view. Leaning back against the railing, I watch as she starts to get her luggage out of the car. And the amount of luggage she has…did she think she was coming to a resort that was already built? The bags she has are huge and unwieldy, and her shirt rides up as she heaves them out of the trunk, giving me a glimpse of her smooth stomach.

It’s actually impressive, given the weight of each of those bags. She’s stronger than I first thought, and that only turns me on more. There are few things sexier than a strong woman who can hold her own. Images flood my mind of us together, things getting rough. Me starting it and her giving it right back. The visions make me have to adjust my pants again.

I watch Melena haul one giant suitcase from her car over to the verandah and up the stairs. She’s clearly struggling, but I don’t move from my spot. I won’t cross a boundary that she set, even if I see that she’s regretting it. Melena is very clearly not looking in my direction. Which means that she’s aware of my eyes on her, and the fact that I’m watching the way her ass fits in her jean shorts and the way it’s straining as she lifts the massive suitcase.

When I met Trevor, I never would have guessed that his sister would look like this. Trevor is a passably attractive man, but very clearly someone who’s spent his life in an office and pursing things that would be considered ‘nerdy.’

Melena looks like she walked out of one of the best pornos ever made. I wait as she disappears inside and give her time. She’s probably hauling that giant suitcase upstairs and figuring out which room she can occupy. The only one that’s even available is the one right next to mine.