Big Man's Heat by Penny Wylder

Author:Penny Wylder [Wylder, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B08WZC85LX
Published: 2021-02-17T05:00:00+00:00

8

Siobhan

My legs are still shaking. Violently trembling as I lay comatose on the floor. With spaghetti arms, I'm barely able to push myself up. Resting on my palms, my lungs struggle to take in air and keep it.

“You know, I thought when we had sex last time that I was too drunk for it have been as good as it was. I was so wrong.”

“What are you saying? That I'm so good in bed it's mind blowing?” Mark smirks, wagging his brows playfully.

“Don't go getting a big head or anything, but yeah, that was fucking amazing.”

Mark pushes to his feet, still naked and exposed as he walks around the room picking up our clothes. His muscles are slick and shining from sweat, his ass plump and firm. I can't stop the flutter in my chest as I watch his muscles flex smoothly all the way from his shoulders to the perfect V-shape of his lower back.

Handing me my clothes, he holds up a jagged piece of fabric. “I don't think these will work anymore.” The thin fabric dangles over his finger as he sways it back and forth.

Giggling, I nod. “Yeah, they're dust.” Taking my torn panties off his finger, I ball them up and toss them into the waste basket next to the door. “Looks like I'm going commando.”

“And in jeans, that ain't going to go over well. There'll be chaffing, and probably some raw skin—”

“Okay, all right, I get it.” Holding up my hand, I slip my legs into my pants and stand up. Wiggling them over my hips, I jump softly to get them up the rest of the way. “You'll just have to kiss me better later is all.”

Mark is standing in just his pants, and hot damn, he looks good enough to jump again. Pulling his shirt over his arms, he starts to move around the studio. He stops at every painting and drawing I have hanging up, studying them closely.

“These are really amazing. Impressive actually. I look at the one you made me a dozen or more times a day.”

“Stop it,” I say, clipping my bra and tugging my shirt on.

“No, I'm serious. You're really good at this.”

“I appreciate the compliment, but it's just a hobby.”

“Maybe it should be a full time gig. You could do it.”

Shaking my head, I walk to his side and stare at the picture. “No I can't.”

“Why not?”

Looking up at him, I roll my eyes. “Because that's not the plan for my life.”

“Has your family seen any of this? I think if they saw it they might—”

“You met my mother,” I cut in. “She doesn't even know this place exists. No clue, not one. I make up some excuse to come here and paint. I'm meeting a friend, I'm heading to the library, things like that. She'd kill me if she knew I had this place in Brooklyn.”

“Speaking of your mom, I really am sorry I just appeared the way I did. I had no idea the situation you're in with your family, and Jenna wasn't exactly straight forward with me about it.

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