Girl Gone Wild (Single in South Beach Book 4) by Joanne Rock

Author:Joanne Rock [Rock, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Quarter Moon Press
Published: 2023-08-07T16:00:00+00:00

Holy hell.

They weren’t the words of endearment that women probably wanted to hear after sex, but it was all Hugh could think for at least ten minutes after he’d taken Giselle on the middle of her kitchen floor.

Her kitchen floor? Damn, he didn’t even know for sure if this was her house or if she shared it with other people. He’d thought she lived at the hotel. Still, he obviously hadn’t been worried about potential roommates walking in on them when he started undressing her in the kitchen. Or when he’d driven her into sensual oblivion on the kitchen counter.

Holy—

Damn but he needed to pull his thoughts together before he did something stupid like speak his mindless epithet out loud.

“Are you okay?” Lifting himself off of her, he forced his mouth to move, to speak words that weren’t of the four-letter variety.

She blinked sleepily at him, her hair fanning out around her creamy skin. “Other than potential rug burns, I’m deliriously excellent. Thanks for teaching me the meaning of multi-orgasmic.”

His hand was already slipping around to check her back when she’d tacked on the multiple O part. He stilled. “Are you serious?”

“Now don’t try to pretend like every other woman you’ve ever been with has been some sort of orgasm goddess or I’ll feel like I’m way behind in my sensual development.”

“Hell no.” So much for his post-coital four-letter word restraint. “I wouldn’t even know the faked kind from the real thing, so it’s a definite ego boost to hear you were… moved.”

“Like a rocket.” She traced lazy patterns over his chest with one finger, looking for all the world like she would be content to lie on the floor for the rest of the day.

“Yeah well, I’m not going to pat myself on the back until I see what I did to your back.” He scooped her off the small carpet along with their clothes, being careful not to graze the small of her back where the rug burns must be.

Scoping out the terrain for the first time since he’d spotted Giselle washing vegetables at the kitchen sink, he realized he had absolutely no idea where the bedroom would be.

“Wait.” Giselle reached over his shoulder to snatch the champagne bottle and a quart of black raspberries off the counter. “My bedroom’s that way.” She pointed with her toe. “And I only have myself to blame for the rug burns. I think it was me who went a little crazy at the end.”

He snorted, knowing exactly who was to blame. Pausing at the first bedroom he came to he peered in to see a mammoth sleigh bed covered by some kind of girlie looking patchwork quilt with two joined circles in the center.

He would have crossed the threshold but Giselle halted his progress by sticking out her foot as a barrier. “That’s Renzo’s room to share with his new bride. Isn’t the wedding quilt pretty?”

Definitely the wrong room.

“Renzo?” He gulped, panicked at the mentions of wedding and bride in the same breath.

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