One Foolish Night (Eternal Bachelors Club #4)

“Were you expecting anybody else?” she asked with raised eyebrows. She shrugged the negligee off her shoulders, letting it fall on the floor.

The teddy didn’t have enough fabric to adequately cover her full breasts. Instead, only her nipples were hidden, but the round and firm flesh of her breasts was practically displayed on a platter.

“Who would I expect?” He pushed the duvet down farther, giving her a glimpse of his groin, where his cock was already standing erect.

Holly motioned to the hallway. “That woman.”

The way she said the last word reinforced his belief that Holly was jealous.

Paul pushed the duvet aside completely. “Do you really think I would have a hard-on like this for that girl when I have a real woman staying with me?”

He reached for her arm and pulled her down onto the bed, pressing her onto the covers, before sliding one thigh over her lower body to keep her there.

“You invited her. Was it because I insisted on not having sex with you?”

A smile formed on his lips. “It appears that we are having sex. Or what would you call that out at the pool this afternoon? I believe that was sex.”

“But you couldn’t know that would happen when you invited her,” Holly insisted.

“No, I couldn’t. You’re right about that.” Paul slid his hand up her torso, enjoying the feel of the soft fabric under his palm and the heat that came from Holly’s body. When he reached one breast, he pushed the fabric off her nipple and swiped his thumb over it.

She moaned and pressed her head back into the mattress. “So you admit it, then, that you invited her to sleep with her.”

“Is that why you came to my room in this?” He flicked a finger against her teddy. “Scandalous, really.” Then he dipped his head to suck one nipple into his mouth, before letting it pop from his lips a moment later. “But delicious.”

“You’re a rotten philanderer, Paul!”

“Oh, I don’t think you know the meaning of the word. If I’m not mistaken, a philanderer makes love to many women, sometimes at the same time. Whereas I—” He squeezed her breast, then pushed the fabric off her other breast too. “—only make love to one. And that woman is right here in my bed.”

His hand wandered down her torso and slid between her legs, where he found a little snap button and ripped it open to expose her sex to him. His fingers stroked her folds, and he felt her shiver. “A woman who wants to continue what we started earlier.”

“You’re an arrogant jerk!” Holly pushed against him. “Inviting another woman when you knew I would be here.”

Maybe it was time to come clean. “Holly!”

She turned her head away.

“Look at me, Holly!” Paul sighed. “My mother was the one who invited Tara, making her think the invitation came from me. I cleared it up with her, and frankly, Tara was relieved.”

Holly snapped her gaze back to him. “What? Then why was she flirting with you all through dinner?”

Paul chuckled. “Because I wanted you to come to me tonight. And it worked.”

Holly huffed angrily and tried to sit up, slapping her hands at him. “Of all the rotten—”

He shut her up by pressing his lips to her mouth and pulling her into an embrace. He kissed her hard until he felt her yield to him. Only then did he release her.

“I want you,” he murmured. “Had we not been interrupted this afternoon, I would have made love to you out there at the pool.” And he realized he hadn’t even had a condom on him when he’d been out there. He made a mental note to always have condoms in his pockets, no matter what he was wearing or where he was going. “I wasn’t expecting it. But when you asked to feel my cock inside you, I never felt happier in my life.” He stroked his knuckles over her cheek and down her neck. “Please tell me you still want me to make love to you. Because I want to hold you in my arms tonight. But if you’ve changed your mind, I will respect your decision and let you go back to your room.” As hard as it would be for him.

Holly’s gaze locked with his. Seconds passed before she took his hand and pushed it farther south until he was touching her sex again.

“Make love to me. Not because you paid for my company, but because I want you to. Because I’m aching to feel you inside me.”

“Oh baby, you don’t know what this means to me!” Despite the fact that Holly was an escort, a fact she’d just reminded him of once more, he couldn’t help but rejoice at her words.

She didn’t have to sleep with him. Their verbal contract didn’t require her to. But to know that she desired him, ached for him, spoke to everything male in him. The woman in his arms wanted him, not for his money or status, not for his family connections or what he could do for her, but simply because she knew they could give each other unbelievable pleasure. That was all that was important right now.