Free Ulterior Designs (House of Evans Book 1) by Ella Dominguez

the kind of closeness that a mother and daughter should.
    "The vineyard is leased," she heard his voice over the soft breeze and sound of Feeling Good coming from the house. He waggled his eyebrows at her. "But, I get free wine any time I want."
    As he led her down a path lined by vines, he snatched several grapes from one of the branches and pressed one to her lips. Opening her mouth, she accepted his gift. The soft fruit seemed to melt in her mouth to release an explosion of sweet and bitter flavors. Closing her eyes, she savored the taste.
    With gentle pressure on the small of her back, he brought her out of her grape-induced trance and guided her to the edge of the vineyard that faced the west. When her vision came into focus, she noted a creek visible in the distance.
    With the sun in her eyes, the earthy scent blooming in her nostrils and bitterness lingering on her tongue, Chloe felt as if she was home. This was the kind of life she wanted to live. And she would someday. With Logan as her mentor, hard work and determination, she could have this kind of life, too.
     
    *
     
    Back in the dining room, Chloe seated herself at the table where Logan handed her the same paperwork he had originally presented to Dimitry.
    "These ideas are for my home, or as I like to call it, the House of Evans." He smiled and reached for another stack of documents. "And these are the extras, or as I referred to them before, collectibles. " He placed his hand over the top of the documents to shield their contents before he continued. “If you’re easily offended by things of an unusual sexual nature, then I suggest you leave now before we go any farther with this venture. I have very specific tastes for which I make no apologies.”
    Seated on the corner of the table with his hand hovering over the stack of papers, he waited for her response.
    “I’m far from virginal, Mr. Evans, and I assure you, I’m not easily deterred by things of a sexual nature,” she replied with alluring determination.
    He was glad to hear that she wasn’t innocent, but he had serious misgivings that she had any idea of what she was about to be faced with. Or, maybe she did, though something in her eyes told him she wasn't as mature as she tried to appear.
    “ Unusual sexual nature,” he reiterated.
    She clasped her hands together in her lap as she tried to maintain her curtness. “Yes, fine, I understand. Unusual. I’m a grown woman and I’m positive I can handle whatever it is you have in mind."
    He doubted that very much, but he waved aside his hesitation and removed his hand. He kept a close eye on her reaction, half expecting to see her fly out his front door thoroughly flustered and offended. However, when she scanned the first page, her eyes only widened for a split second before she cleared her throat.
    He duly noted her obvious curiosity and … arousal ? Her cheeks flushed, her breathing changed, and the subtle way she adjust her position in her chair suggested she was squeezing her thighs together, but other than that, she put on a strong front.
    As she continued to flip through the papers, he couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking. He stood, walked to the other side of the table and seated himself across from her in order to get a better look at her expression. With his elbows on the table, he laced his fingers together and rested his chin on them as he stared at her.
    She really was stunning, in a studious, needed-to be-fucked-hard kind of way. If she was amenable and it progressed that far, he would be more than happy to oblige her.
    After looking over the last page, her eyes darted up to his.
    “Well? Can you or can’t you?” he asked.
    Her eyes lit up. “I can.”
     
    *
     
    Chloe was completely spellbound by the ravenous look in Logan’s eyes. His mouth transformed into a devious grin and she felt a strange sense of pride for being the one who had put it there.
    Once she gave her consent, Logan opened up completely. "I'll