Propositioning Her Brother's Best Friend by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Rachel was nervous, excited but nervous. Her time with Paul wasn’t about teaching anymore. This was the real deal. Checking her hair in the rear view mirror Rachel rolled her eyes.

It’s Paul, for crying out loud. He’s known me since I was a little kid.

Closing her eyes she gained her composure before turning off the ignition in her car. She’d been at work, which required her to take her car, as otherwise she’d have left it at home. Grabbing her bag from the passenger seat, she climbed out of the car and walked over to knock at the door. Rachel stood waiting, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear. She was dressed in a blue pair of jeans and a plain rose coloured shirt. He’d told her that morning to dress casually. She’d decided not to bother changing from the clothes she wore to work.

The door opened, and Paul stood with a wooden spoon in hand and a towel flung over his shoulder. He wore jeans, like her, and no shirt.

Glancing down at the floor she waited for him to invite her inside. She felt shy even though she’d had his cock in her mouth less than twenty-four hours ago.

“About time you showed up.” He leaned against the door frame smiling at her. She’d never seen him so happy.

“I just finished work. You didn’t say I had to be fancy or anything.” Tightening her hands into fists, Rachel waited for him to speak.

“You look perfect.” He reached out, banded an arm around her waist, and pulled her close. “Are you ashamed to be seen on my front door, you hussy?” Rachel tapped him on the arm. She didn’t get chance to refute him as his lips claimed hers, and then she didn’t care what he’d said. Dropping her overnight bag to the floor, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave herself over to the pleasure of his mouth.

“Now that’s what I call a kiss,” Paul said, breaking away. She allowed him to lead her into his home. The scent of his famous meatballs permeated the air making her stomach rumble. She’d not had any food at lunch, and she was starving.

“Wow, I do feel special. Your secret meatball recipe for me?” she asked.

“Of course. Only the best for you.” He kept hold of her hand, leading her down to his kitchen. Paul had a nicely fitted kitchen. Rachel recalled helping him redecorate the place with all up to date furniture and appliances.

“It smells delicious. It has been years since I’ve had some.” She walked over to the stove, took the lid off the simmering pot and inhaled. The sweet onion and garlic scents met her, making her moan.

She smiled remembering the first time he’d made the recipe. Paul was a huge fan of meatballs, but he hated always having to order them in. For literally months he tested so many recipes until he found the right one. The memories of eating some of his disasters were fond memories.

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