One Night with Sole Regret 04 Touch Me Read Online Free PDF

better than I’d fantasized. Stunning.
Now walk that way so I can check out your ass without you
noticing.” He winked at her, and she burst out laughing.
    “You’re bad,” she said.
    “You have no idea.” The devilish grin left
his face and his expression warmed, leaving him looking sweet and
gentle. “I can be good, if that turns you on. What turns you on,
Caitlyn?”
    “You,” she blurted, and heat rose up her
cheeks. She couldn’t believe she’d actually said that, even if it
was true.
    “Then I’ll improvise,” he said.
    He placed a hand on the small of her back to
urge her toward the booth where his homely friend was waiting to
make his move after Mr. Smooth Operator took his leave. Caitlyn
focused on keeping her ankles from twisting as she stalked in that
direction. It was impossible for her to walk in heels without
taking confident steps. She forced herself not to look behind her
to see if Owen really was checking out her ass. She hoped he
enjoyed the view. The white thong she wore couldn’t be hidden, even
with the gauzy robe in place.
    She paused at the table, eyes going wide when
Owen’s presumably ugly friend looked up from his beer. Kellen was
on par with his gorgeous friend, even though they looked nothing
alike. Where Owen had blue eyes, dirty-blond hair, and even
features, Kellen was rugged and dark. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark
mood. He was shirtless, which allowed her to scan the tattoos that
decorated the hard muscles of his broad chest. His black hair was
straight and just long enough to brush his collarbones. He looked
untamed, like a Plains warrior. She could easily picture him
astride a Paint Horse, hair flying out behind him as he aimed his
bow at some animal he hunted. This guy was ruthless and hard. At
least that was her impression until he smiled and his features
softened. Her heart thudded so hard, she thought it might explode
in her chest. Okay, if these two planned a bait and switch, she
wouldn’t mind at all. Her goal to have sex with a hot, young
stranger would be fulfilled by either of them.
    “Is Owen making an ass out of himself again?”
Kellen asked as his gaze shifted above her shoulder to his
friend.
    “Can’t help it,” Owen said. “I had to corral
her before some other jerk found enough confidence to approach
her.”
    He moved close behind her, and she was
promptly engulfed by his warmth. An instant later she caught the
scent of his clean-smelling aftershave. Her eyelids fluttered.
    “Would you like to sit?” Kellen asked
her.
    Yeah, on Owen’s naked lap. Or yours. Yours
would work. Because now she didn’t feel the need to screw every man in the club to help her get over her ex. Just one.
Or maybe two.
    “You’d better do it soon,” Owen whispered
close to her ear, “or I’m going to bend you over that table and
break the club’s no-penetration-in-the-lounge rule.”
    She gasped, her nether regions clenching with
a surge of lust. So those parts were still functional. She had been
starting to worry.
    Kellen chuckled and shook his head. “Easy,
stud. Do you even know her name?”
    “Caitlyn,” Owen said.
    “Sit, Caitlyn,” Kellen said, “before he whips
out his dick and gets himself kicked out of here.”
    Caitlyn sat and crossed her legs. She
wriggled slightly to give the unbearably swollen and achy flesh
between her thighs some relief. No good. She’d never had anyone say
such things to her in her life. She wasn’t sure why it was such a
turn-on. Thanks to Owen’s outlandish behavior and her response to
it, she had no doubt that she could have sex with a stranger. She
might regret it in the morning, but she wouldn’t tonight. Tonight
she was tossing propriety aside and giving herself permission to
get as dirty as she wanted.
    Owen sat beside her and she scooted around
the semi-circular, fairly private booth to give him more room. He
moved closer so that their hips touched, and she scooted a bit
more. He placed a hand on her knee and moved up