Cole Fowler never settles down and he doesn’t do love. He likes sex and women and he’s not ashamed to have both in abundance. When his bike is in need of repair, he stops at a bar intent on earning enough money for the bike and to live off in the coming months. Then he meets Sandy and all bets are off.
Sandy has never fit in. She hates to be controlled and studying at the local college doesn’t challenge her. Nothing interests her. The need to travel is in her blood.
The attraction between them is instant. Sandy knows Cole will not stick around but no one ever said she couldn’t become a nomad, too. Has Cole finally met his female match?
Be Warned: anal sex, sex toys, spanking
It was another hour until his shift actually began, and he went in search of the woman who’d invaded his thoughts. He found her in such a compromising position. She was bent over a crate counting.
He admired the curve of her ass, and his cock thickened at the sight before him.
“Now that is a sight I could get used to,” he said, leaning up against the doorframe. She didn’t jerk up and scold him. Sandy looked over her shoulder shooting a green glare at him.
“And you’re used to getting what you want?”
“More than you realize.” He’d gladly take her like that, ramming his cock deep into her sopping cunt.
“Well, you’re going to have to get used to earning what you want.” She returned her attention back to counting.
Taking a step closer, he reached out and ran a hand over the curve of her ass. He wasn’t going to be the gentleman and wait for her to come to him. Cole didn’t have the time or patience to wait for what he wanted. In his life when he wanted a woman, he took her.
She froze beneath his touch. He’d never forced a woman, and if she didn’t want his attention then he’d back off.
“I can earn a hell of a lot more given half the chance.” He cupped her ass with his hands then moved up to grip her hips.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked. She sounded breathless to him.
“I’m touching what I want. Your ass is so fucking tempting.” When she didn’t push him away, he cupped her pussy through her jeans. There was no mistaking the heat from her pussy. She was burning his hand with her heat. “I want you, Sandy.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“Do you think everyone needs to know each other to want to fuck?”