The Seduction of Destiny Rhode [The Seduction 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free PDF Page B

going to be here another three months at least on this job, and you’re the woman I’d like most to fuck then leave. You seem to have your hands full at the moment anyway, so I was guessing no time for a relationship, so what exactly are you doing with all that pent-up need? I thought perhaps this would be win-win for both of us, but if you’d rather sit around waiting for Prince Charming to ride in on a white horse, I believe parade times at Disney are three and five.”
    He let her go and stepped back enough so she could breathe again, think again.
    As things went, it wasn’t a bad offer, but…
    “Have you lost your mind?” Her head began to throb. “I mean seriously? You want to have an affair…” She gasped, quickly covering her open mouth with her hand as her eyes filled with tears. “Oh my God, what do you people think of me?”
    The emotion was rising quickly to the surface. A fierce sense of panic was choking her.
    “I made one mistake like a million years ago and…” She couldn’t even finish it.
    “Destiny, I have no idea what you’re talking about. All I think is that you are one of the sexiest women I’ve ever seen. Those curves make my fingers twitch. Your lips give me cravings the likes of which I’ve never had. I can’t stop thinking about you, dreaming about you. I lie awake at night wondering how well my cock would fill your pussy and how you taste and wondering how you’d feel in my arms. I thought maybe you felt the same, is all.”
    He bent over to pick up several hand tools, now ignoring her completely.
    “I overreacted?”
    “Perhaps just a bit.” He didn’t even look at her, just continued collecting tools until his arms were full, then started to walk away.
    She wanted to say something to stop him, but what? He was getting farther and farther down the hall, and she still had nothing. Did she even really want to stop him? She couldn’t give him what he wanted, but she should probably at the very least explain why.
    “Ronan, wait.” She ran down the hall after him.
    He stopped and turned around, but the desire in his eyes had gone cold, and his expression remained blank.
    “I appreciate your offer…”
    He groaned and turned away, starting to walk again.
    “Wait!”
    He stopped.
    She took the few steps necessary to catch up with him. This time he didn’t turn around and forced her to step in front of him so she could face him.
    “Honestly, you are the most infuriating man I have…well, no, I gave Oscar that title years ago…” She shook her head to clear her thoughts and redirected herself at Ronan. “I’m flattered, but no. You don’t know me, I’m sure I wouldn’t be a good fit for a man such as yourself. Good day.”
    She turned to continue down the hall, feeling she had salvaged at least some of her pride. She was rather shocked she’d been able to keep her rejection so brief and not spiral down into a long tale of woe about her sex and love life.
    “Wait just a damn minute, woman!”
    Crap .
    She froze and waited as she heard his footsteps coming toward her.
    “First of all, you don’t get to say what kind of a woman would satisfy me or not. Second, I’m not interested in you being flattered . It was a straightforward offer for sex, to which ‘Yes’ or ‘No’ would have been sufficient in response. As for infuriating …Good God, don’t get me started there!”
    He had come around in front of her so he was facing her again. She didn’t know what he’d done with the tools, but his arms were empty again. She folded her arms hard across her chest and stared straight up at him, barely resisting the urge to go up on her tiptoes to level off the height difference somewhat.
    “Are you implying that I might be infuriating?” She used her most sugary-sweet tone.
    “Honey, I’ll go one step further and just out right tell you that you are!” He folded his arms over his chest, and if she wasn’t mistaken, straightened himself to appear even taller.
    She