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when
she faced him again. Instead, excitement made her eyes glow. “I absolutely want
to mess with this. It’ll be stunning when all the work is done.”
    “You have more faith than I do.”
    “I trust my contractor.”
    Her words surprised him. “Alaina, you don’t
know me.”
    “You’ll soon learn I’m very meticulous and
careful. I don’t do anything without thoroughly researching it. I checked out
your company, Rye. I told you when we met that Coleman Construction has an
outstanding reputation. I wouldn’t have hired you otherwise.” The excitement in
her eyes faded and she bit her bottom lip again. “You haven’t changed your mind
about doing this, have you?”
    “No. If you still want to fix up this
house, I’ll do it. That is, if Bella agrees to sell it.”
    “Why wouldn’t she? The house certainly
isn’t any good to her this way. If she’d wanted to fix it up, she would’ve done
it by now.”
    “She’s a bitter old woman, Alaina. She
might hold onto this house simply because you want it.”
    “That wouldn’t be very smart, business
wise.”
    “She doesn’t need the money.”
    Her shoulders slumped. He saw defeat in her
eyes this time, but it lasted only a moment. She lifted her chin and
straightened her shoulders. “Then I’ll have to convince her to sell it to me
even though she doesn’t need the money. Piece of cake.”
    Rye chuckled. If anyone could convince
Bella Olinghouse to do something she didn’t want to do, he believed Alaina
could. “Do you want to see the upstairs?”
    Alaina grinned. “Absolutely.”
    “There are stairs through that door.”
    She scurried from the kitchen with Rye
right behind her. “Be careful,” he called out when she started up the steps.
“Those stairs probably aren’t sturdy.”
    He heard the loud crack when she touched
the fourth tread. She grabbed for the railing, which broke as soon as she
grasped it. She squealed and fell backward…right into Rye’s arms.
    One arm wrapped across her abdomen, one
across her breasts. Rye automatically clutched her to keep her from falling.
Her plump breast overflowed his hand.
    Rye’s cock responded to the feel of
Alaina’s nipple in his palm. He closed his eyes as he imagined unhooking her
bra and letting her breasts fall into his hands. They’d be warm and soft,
except for her nipples. The pink tips would grow firm when he caressed them
with his thumbs, then his tongue.
    Rye gently lifted her down from the steps
and helped her stand on the solid floor, her back to his chest. She didn’t
move, she didn’t try to pull away from him. The fact that she was his customer
and he didn’t mix business with pleasure meant he shouldn’t take this any
further. He should release her right now and continue the tour of the house.
    Instead, he tightened his arms around her
and gently squeezed her breast.
    She whimpered.
    That sound traveled straight to his cock.
He had a full erection in only seconds. He pressed his fly against her ass so
she could feel how strongly she affected him.
    She dropped her head to his shoulder and
closed her eyes. Rye ran his tongue around the rim of her ear. He breathed
directly into her ear, and saw her throat work when she swallowed.
    “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, his
voice low.
    She shook her head.
    He nipped her earlobe and worked it between
his teeth. She whimpered again. “What do you want me to do?”
    “Touch me,” she whispered.
    Cradling both breasts in his palms, Rye
lifted and pressed them together as he thumbed the hardening nipples through
her shirt and bra. He heard Alaina’s breath catch. “Like this?”
    “Yesssss.”
    She arched her back and pushed her breasts
harder into his palms, her ass against his groin. Rye kneaded her breasts while
brushing his shaft back and forth across her buttocks. He plucked at her
nipples, rolled them between his thumbs and forefingers.
    Her breathing became heavier, deeper. Rye
continued to caress her breasts with one hand