Her Playboy Crush by Nicola Marsh

Her Playboy Crush by Nicola Marsh

Author:Nicola Marsh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-10-13T18:38:44+00:00


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

RYDER HAD GRAND plans to feast off Polly’s body once they got back to her place, yet once again they barely made it through the front door when they pounced on each other.

But he had to see her in that satin blue lingerie so he stilled her frantic hands as she tore his shirt out of his jeans.

‘As much as I want to take you up against this wall again, I want to take things slower this time.’

She made a cute little scoff of frustration. ‘Slow is overrated.’

‘I’ll make it worth your while,’ he murmured, backing her towards the tiny lounge room. ‘Promise.’

‘Okay,’ she said with a shrug, before pushing him down onto the sofa with surprising force. ‘I’m assuming you want to see this?’

With a surprisingly deft move she peeled her singlet over her head, and gave it a swing before flinging it away. That left her sizeable C cups spilling over the top of the flimsy blue satin bra.

‘Fuck,’ he muttered, linking his hands behind his head, determined to enjoy the show she was putting on.

He never would’ve picked Polly to be an extrovert in the bedroom. Then again, he’d often wondered if she’d be a firecracker beneath her prim exterior.

They’d swapped banter for so long, had virtually grown up together, but never in his wildest dreams had he anticipated being privy to this beautiful woman’s sexual revolution.

Because that was what it felt like: she was taking control and loving every minute of it. The sex on the desk in that seedy motel had blown his mind. Not that he knew much about her sexual history, but Archie had once mentioned that she rarely dated. As if a brother would know much about that kind of thing anyway. But Ryder loved taking a front seat to her sexy show, watching the girl he’d once known become the woman wielding her sexuality with power.

‘You’re staring at me,’ she said, a coy smile playing about her mouth as she cocked her hip.

‘Because I’m enjoying the strip show.’ He lowered his hands from behind his head and sat forward. ‘Seriously, Pol, you’re sexy as fuck.’

‘But it’s just a bra.’

He laughed at her deadpan joke. ‘It’s all you.’

Colour suffused her cheeks and spread lower, down her neck and into her chest. And he instantly wondered if her being in the throes of passion would have the same effect.

‘You’re just sexed up from this afternoon and want more of this.’ She unzipped her denim skirt, pushed it over her hips and let it fall to the floor before kicking it away. ‘There. You can sit there drooling or you can do something about it.’

As expected, she rocked the blue satin combo in a big way. And her body... Curves he itched to get his hands on. Light olive skin dusted with freckles. Smooth. Tempting.

He stood so fast she gave a little squeal, and they laughed together as he snagged her hand and tugged her flush against him.

His cock throbbed with the contact



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