Hunk for the Holidays by Katie Lane Read Free Book Online Page B

body raced toward the head of his penis, clamoring for release. Which made him think about those condoms. Those damned wasted condoms.
    What was he thinking?
    He couldn’t screw Cassandra McPherson in the corner of a greenhouse, with or without a condom. Especially with her family within moaning distance. And if he wasn’t going to be able to have sex with her, he needed to stop.
    Now.
    It took every ounce of self-control he possessed to pull her arms from around his neck and set her away from him.
    With her chin still tipped up, she opened her eyes and blinked at him. Funny, but she no longer looked like a tough McPherson. Instead, she looked all wide-eyed and vulnerable. That should have made him feel just a little triumphant, but it only brought a large lump to the back of his throat and a queer feeling to the pit of his stomach. A vulnerable Cassandra tore at his heart.
    James stared into those deep, green eyes that rivaled any of the plants that grew around her and felt intoxicated. Maybe the whiskey had affected him more than he thought. Or maybe he was drunk on something else entirely.
    “One more,” she whispered, nearly sending him to his knees.
    “N-no.” He cleared his throat. “I think one was more than enough.”
    “Not for me,” she stated plainly as she tried to move closer.
    It took all of his willpower to keep her at a safe distance. She was one determined and strong lady.
    “Cassandra, listen to me.” He brought her closer, but only so he could pin her arms down. “If I keep on kissing you, I’m going to want more. A lot more.”
    Her eyes glittered like molten emeralds. “How much?”
    God, was the woman numb from the waist down? She had one hell of a raging hard-on prodding her and she had to ask? Or maybe she was as dazed by their kiss as he was?
    “Enough to make me wish you hadn’t thrown those condoms away and we were somewhere a lot more secluded.”
    “No, how much money for sex?”
    James dropped his arms. “What?”
    “Money. How much more do you charge for sex?” She shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. Whatever it is, I’ll pay it. So how many women have you slept with?”
    “Huh?” After the phenomenal kiss, his mind just couldn’t keep up with the woman.
    Cassandra’s eyes narrowed. “Are you sure you’re not drunk?”
    He wasn’t sure of anything. Luckily, she didn’t wait for an answer.
    “Forget the women. In your business, the number must be staggering. So I guess we can bypass that and gostraight to the diseases. Do you have any?” When he continued to stare at her, she added, “STDs?”
    After a few dizzy moments, he answered. “No.”
    She stepped back and a blush covered her face. “Then it’s settled.” She refused to meet his eyes. “We’ll have sex.”
    The woman was unbelievable.
    “Look, Cassandra, there’s a few things you need to know about me.”
    She held up a hand and shook her head. “No, I don’t want to know anything about you. This is just about sex.”
    Oh man, there was a line that every man wanted to hear. Unfortunately, James couldn’t bring himself to go along with it. Especially when she had no idea who he was. When he took this woman to bed, he wanted her to know exactly who she was sleeping—or not sleeping—with.
    “I thought you didn’t have sex with your escorts,” he said.
    “I don’t.”
    “Thatta girl.”
    “But I’m ready to start.”
    This wasn’t good. “You don’t mean that.”
    A determined look came into her eyes, and her voice took on a stern tone, as if she were handing out orders to one of her employees. Which she thought she was.
    “Don’t tell me what I mean. If I say we’re having sex, then we’re having sex. Now either jump on board or I’ll call Elite Escorts and have them send over Lance or Rod. I’m sure they’ll know how to do their job.”
    On that note, she turned and went back inside.
    Once Cassandra was gone, James stood there for a moment, completely stunned. Lance and Rod,