Beauty Blooming [Bonding Camp 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free PDF Page A

“It’s not that it gets dark quickly, it’s the woods. It blocks the light.” She took his hand. “Come on, I know the way.”
    Joe smiled and tightened his grip on the small hand he held in his. She moved ahead a bit in front of him, pulling at his arm. With a lightness in his step, he followed her along the darkened path and soon saw the yellowish glow of a light beside the back entrance of the main house. It was a welcoming sight that gave him a warm feeling. He was going to like it here.
    They entered the back door, Joe following Rachel into the kitchen. The lights were dim, and the house still held the savory scents of their dinner.
    Rachel released his hand then walked from the kitchen to the dining room. “I’m afraid you’ll have to excuse me now,” she said over her shoulder. “I’ve got a lot of work to do before I go to bed tonight.” She began gathering the dirty dishes they had left on the dining room table before their walk.
    Joe wasn’t ready for bed, and he most definitely wasn’t ready to give up Rachel’s company just yet. He crossed to the table and began stacking the dishes and gathering silverware. “I told you before, I don’t mind helping.” He placed a handful of forks into a tumbler, handles down. Their tines spread open like a silvery bouquet.
    “Joe, seriously,” Rachel said, her hands moving expertly over the table as she spoke. “This is my job. It’s what I get paid to do. I can’t have guests helping me with my work.” She picked up a stack of plates and carried them to the kitchen.
    She wasn’t going to end the conversation so easily if he had anything to say about it. He grabbed as many glasses as he could carry and followed her. “Isn’t this place all about the guests and making them feel at home? About bonding the guests with the family at the firm?” He placed the glasses carefully beside the sink where Rachel was running water.
    She squirted liquid soap into the water. He caught the scent of green apples as the soap began to foam.
    “Yes, it is all about the guests here,” Rachel said, lowering the stack of dinner plates into the bubble-topped water. “And that’s why you should be in your room, relaxing and preparing for the long day you’re going to have tomorrow.”
    Joe moved behind her. With one finger, he moved her hair away from the right side of her neck. “I don’t want to go to my room. Don’t send me there like some naughty child.” He dipped his head and pressed his lips against the warm, smooth flesh of her neck. He could feel her pulse beating there, strong and hard.
    She shivered once and drew in a sharp breath.
    Joe smiled, his lips still against her skin, registering the quickening of the pace of her heart. He slipped his arms around her as he began to kiss a trail toward her earlobe.
    She tilted her head slightly, giving him more room to maneuver.
    Joe continued his quest, reaching her ear. He traced the shell of her ear with his tongue, causing her to shiver again. “Do you like this?” he whispered.
    “Y–Yes.”
    Joe’s cock thickened even more than it already was when he heard the sexy little tremble in her voice.
    “Do you trust me?” he said, his voice low.
    She nodded, swallowing. “Mm-hmm.”
    “I want you, Rachel.” He moved one hand up and cupped her breast, the fullness of it filling his hand. “Can I have you?”
    She leaned her head back against his shoulder, her hands slipping from the water to rest on the edge of the sink. He kissed her neck again then sucked at the skin there. She moaned.
    “Answer me, Rachel. Can I have you?” His cock was so hard it was painful.
    “Oh, yes,” she breathed, her body relaxing against him.
    Instant heat rolled through him. He had to have her. Right here, right now. Without another thought, moving by pure animal instinct, Joe picked up and carried her to the kitchen table. He set her on her feet then turned her to face him. “Before I go any farther, are you sure about