Read Indecent Encounters Online
Authors: Delilah Hunt,Erin O'Riordan,Pepper Anthony,Ashlynn Monroe,Melissa Hosack,Angelina Rain
“I see you’ve met, David,” Joshua said, walking into the bathroom. He stopped to turn the shower off.
“Yes.” It didn’t seem the slightest bit abnormal to be found in such a compromising position.
Joshua leaned against a wall. “He likes breasts.”
Poppy laughed. “You think?”
“David,” Joshua said as he tapped his friend on the shoulder.
“I can’t stop. I need to come.”
“Too bad, man. The lady is mine.” Joshua gently detached Poppy from him and helped her to her feet.
“Bloody hell.” David tugged on his cock in a furious motion. A jet of cum shot against the white tiles.
Joshua winked at Poppy. “Your work is done.” She felt a safety with Joshua that Poppy rarely experienced. When he took her hand she wanted to follow him anywhere.
He led her over to a bed. “Come here and lie down with me.” The bed was only big enough for one. Joshua lay down first and held his arms out to Poppy.
She lay at his side, one leg propped over his waist and her pussy rubbing against his erection. Poppy felt a sense of peace in his arms. “It’s been a crazy couple of days.”
“Did you enjoy it?” Joshua pushed a strand of hair from his face.
It had been the best time and one she would long remember. “Oh yes.”
“What do you want out of life, princess?”
That he cared enough to ask touched her. “I don’t know. The usual things. Health and happiness.”
And I want you, Joshua.
“Are you happy?”
Poppy looked into his eyes. ”Right now? Yes.”
His hands moved around her waist to hold her close. “And tomorrow?”
“I’ll see what it brings.”
Joshua smiled. “Is life that simple?”
“Yes. You know it is.” Poppy saw the look of hesitation in his eyes. “Oh, come on, Joshua. You’re a man who enjoys what’s on offer.”
He nodded. “True.”
“So, how can you not be happy with that?” To take and give without the complications of restrictive bonds? That was a freedom few people enjoyed.
“I’m happy right now here with you.”
How was I so lucky to find Joshua?
Poppy moved her body on top of his. She curled her hand around his dick and placed it at the entrance to her cunt. She was so wet with need that it slid inside with no resistance
“Thank you,” he murmured against her lips.
“All my pleasure.” They stayed like that for a very long time.
* * * *
Owen woke up alone in his bed at the hostel. The warmth of Poppy’s body no longer comforted his. “I need to find her.”
He found her having breakfast in a nearby coffee shop.
“You left me.” His eyes roamed her face as if trying to commit to memory every curve and feature.
Her fingers gripped the handle of a coffee cup. “You were asleep.”
He raked his hand through his hair. “I wanted more.”
Poppy sighed. “I gave every part of me to you.”
“I love you.” Owen saw the tears start to glisten in her eyes. There was so much more to them than one short weekend in a foreign city.
“I know, but —”
Owen leaned over and placed his finger to her lips. “Don’t say it. I know, it was just a fleeting liaison.”
Poppy wiped a tear from her check. “It was so much more than that. We both know it.”
“Yes.” Owen did. This woman would forever be ingrained on his soul. “And you need to go home.” There was no question about it. They had to go back to reality. “Will I see you again, princess?”
Her eyes shimmered with tears. “You never know, Joshua.”
Chapter Five
Poppy wheeled her suitcase down to reception.
“Did you have an enjoyable stay, ma’am?” The clerk at the counter began tallying the bill.
“It was most enjoyable.”
I have been taken, used and fucked so delightfully that I’ll be sure to recommend it to my friends
. Poppy paid her bill and headed to the door. It was time to go home and back to reality. She stopped when she saw Joshua. “How sweet you are to come and see me, Joshua.”
“I had to.” His finger trailed down her arm. “I was compelled.”
Poppy shivered at his touch.
He is gorgeous
. “I’m leaving today.” She was suddenly sad to leave a place where she had enjoyed herself so much. She looked into his eyes.
It’s all due to Joshua
.
He smiled in response. “I have a secret. My name is really Owen.”
Poppy’s bag crashed to the ground. “What? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want to ruin your fantasy.” He bent down and righted her bag. “I also hope to continue on with our delightful acquaintanceship.”
She shook her head. “I should tell you the truth. I have a long term partner whom I love very much.”
“You’re kidding me?” Owen raised his eyebrows in surprise. “And he lets you fuck strange men?”
“He encourages it.” Poppy realized how lucky she was to have someone like that in her life.
“He must be a patient soul to allow that.”
She chuckled. “Oh, I allow him his dalliances with other women. Are you shocked?”
“I’m bloody stunned and appalled.” Owen pulled her into his arms. “Did you enjoy the weekend, princess?”
“Owen, darling, you’re disgusting.” She choked back a laugh. “I can barely walk straight.”
“Hey, I fulfilled your fantasy of multiple dicks taking you.” He slapped her butt playfully. “Do you still love me?”
As partners went, Owen was the sweetest, most indulgent man she had ever met. That he allowed her freedom to experiment and enjoy other men was an indication of how much her happiness meant to him. Poppy knew there would come a time when both would only touch and taste each other but for now, they enjoyed their secret ‘stranger’ weekends. “I adore you.” Owen understood her like no one else.
“And I love you, princess. But next time I get to stay in the hotel. The beds in the hostel were hell on my back.”
“Hmm, maybe next time I could stay in the communal backpackers and parade around naked in front of all those men.”
“As long as you come back to me, I’ll fulfill any wish you have.”
Poppy kissed him. It was slow, lingering and full of need and promise. “Come home with me. I have a terrible need to do wicked things to you,
Joshua.”
The End
Taken by Three
Copyright © Delilah Hunt
Nicholas Lawson grinned at the African American girl, Evie, waiting for him in front of the bar. His brothers were so eager to find out if everything was going according to plan. If they kept calling him all the work they’d put in for months planning this was going to backfire. He saw her smiling shyly at him. Or maybe not. Either way, she seemed genuinely taken in by his proximity. Perfect.
“Sorry about that.” He jammed his cell phone into his pocket. “My brothers can’t do a damn thing without me.”
She nodded, and then brought her glass of Long Island Iced Tea to her bow-shaped, full lips.
“You have any brothers or sisters?” He knew she didn’t, but he wanted to keep the conversation going.
Evie shook her head quickly. “No. Only child, but I know how annoying people can be sometimes, especially family.”
“I hear that.” Nick took the empty glass from her manicured hands and placed it on the bar counter. Damn, she was pretty. Thick dark hair that was styled into twists and pinned behind her ears. “What are you doing tonight?”
Her brown eyes widened, and for some reason it bothered him. As if his question knocked her out of the ballpark. He drew his brows together and shifted his gaze around the small night club. The music was blaring and he could see a man dancing up on the ass of a girl with the back of her skirt lifted. He locked eyes with Evie again. He knew she hardly went out and this was her first time coming here. She was lonely.
“I’m not doing anything,” she admitted.
Nick flashed his most charming smile. He liked her, regardless of the fucked up nature of him and his brother’s plan. He tempered down his guilt. They weren’t going to hurt her, at least he and Zane wouldn’t. Ryder… He would make sure his oldest brother wasn’t too hard on the voluptuous girl.
“My place is over by the lake.” It was a vague enough location. He knew she would assume the lake close by, the only one in the area and close to her apartment. “We don’t have to do anything, sweetheart, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to get to know you better.”
Evie ran her tongue across her bottom lip. His eyes locked on the subtle movement and his cock sprang to life. He couldn’t wait to feel that tongue on him.
“I’d like that too.” Her lips widened into a feminine smile. “The lake isn’t too far from my place. I’ll follow you with my car.”
Nick lifted his eyebrow in a joking manner. “You don’t trust my driving skills? Or you don’t trust me?”
She opened her mouth to say something, but he quickly placed his hand around her waist and chuckled lightly. “I’m joking, sweetheart. Drive behind me if it makes you feel better. The only thing I ask is to let me walk you to your car.”
She nodded. “I think that’s a good idea.” They headed outside the club, Evie leading the way to where she parked her car.
* * * *
The first thing Evie noticed was her Honda civic slumping on the left. She gasped. Her brand new tires. “Seriously?” she cried, bending to inspect the slashed, deflated tire. She turned to Nick. “I don’t understand this. Why would someone do that?”
“Do you have a spare?”
She shook her head, feeling ridiculous. “I didn’t see the need.”
Nick reached out and helped her stand. He stroked her cheek. “Sweetheart, I see it this way. I can drop you off at your house, leaving both of us alone and aching tonight, or we can keep each other company. What do you say?”
Blood rushed to her face, and a thrumming settled between her legs. She flushed. God, she was actually going to go home with a guy she’d just met. Evie sighed inwardly. She was twenty-four years old—a grown woman. Was it so wrong of her to take a chance on going to his place, maybe even have sex with him? Not that she was ready to make any promises of that. She had no interest in a one night stand, but he
did
seem interested in her. Maybe something real could become of it.
“Are you coming home with me?”
Desire and interest overrode her caution. “Yes.” Evie followed Nick to his car, a sleek silver Audi. She glanced at him opening the door for her. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a crispy button down dark red shirt. She could tell he was one of those guys who cared about his looks. His brown hair was carefully styled for the just out of bed, tousled look. She smiled, wondering how long it would take him to get dressed each morning. Probably more time than her. She wasn’t into fashion, and wore clothes more sensible than for the looks she rarely garnered anyway.
Moments later after they’d left the nightclub, Evie gazed out the window, drawing her brows together as they sped past the turnoff for the lake.
“You missed the turn.”
Nick kept his eyes on the road. “I didn’t.”
Her heartbeat stilted and her breath lodged in her throat.
This isn’t happening.
“You, uh…you know of another route to the lake?”
He spared her a glance, deep brown eyes probing hers. “I know where I’m going. I never told you we were going to Lake Washburn.”
She jerked her head back, panic lacing through her spine. “Where are you taking me? You said your house by the lake. Are you at least going to tell me which one you were referring to?”
So I can sneak a call to 911 as soon as possible.
“Tiberius.”
Unable to control her reaction, Evie screamed, whipping off her seatbelt. “That’s three hours away!”
“And out in the middle of nowhere. I live there, sweetheart, you don’t have to tell me that.” His look of warning sent slivers of ice down her spine. What had she gotten herself into?
Evie sank into the leather seat, replacing the seatbelt. She shook her head. God must be punishing her for going home with a man she’d just met. If her mother was still alive, no doubt she would have been disappointed with her decision.
“Why are you doing this?” She glared at Nick.
“A score to settle.” He gazed at her, his expression softening. “It’s nothing personal, Evie.”
She nodded, keeping her eyes on him, while pushing her hand into a small opening of her handbag beside her lap. She rifled through, feeling for her cell phone. If she could somehow manage to dial 911, even if he caught her at least she could blurt out his plans for her, so the police would know where to look. Evie coughed, pretending to clear her throat in hopes of masking the sound of her hand shuffling through the bag. “Are you going to kill me?”
Nick laughed quietly. “I will if you don’t put that bag under the seat.”
She threw the bag to the floor, her cell phone tumbling out and rolling under the seat.
“Shit. You don’t have to look like that, sweetheart. I’m not going to hurt you. I just need you to cooperate a little with me. This isn’t going to be as bad as you’re thinking.”