Free ROMANCE: Party of Three: A Lustful Collection of Menage Romance (Menage Romance, Bisexual Romance, Stepbrother Romance) by Brittanee Farrow

up the windows and lock the car before scrambling into his truck.
    “I’m Laura, by the way.”
    “It’s nice to meet you, Laura.”
    Oh yeah . I definitely wanted to hear him say that again, except a little more breathy maybe. And half naked. Heck, who am I kidding? I wanted to see him all naked. And sweaty, maybe. I wanted to eat him up. By the way his eyes kept drifting to me as he drove, he might know it too. I hoped he didn’t think I was too forward. Not that he could. I hadn’t said anything explicit…yet.
    “So, Sam. Do you often rescue damsels in distress on the side of the road?”
    “You’d be my first damsel,” he started. He did that thing with his eyes where I knew he was imagining me naked. Or I hoped he was. “But I think it’s something I could get into.”
    I could offer at least two things he could get into. Repeatedly, for the duration of my vacation. But I wasn’t going to say that out loud. I had some class. If things really got out of hand I’d just blame it on work for making me crazy. That was a legitimate reason, wasn’t it? Or it could be the lack of air-conditioning in this truck. Either way.
    We got into town fairly quickly after that, having easy conversation the whole time. I found out that he was actually the mechanic for the town, and he’d been driving out to fetch some parts he’d ordered for a car he was fixing. I apologised profusely for making him drive out of his way, but he wouldn’t hear it. He said if I really felt bad about it I could always just tip him real good when he brought in my car the next day.
    Well, I wasn’t about to object to that now was I?
    I gave him directions – or Google did – to where my cottage was. He was rather impressed that I’d picked a place so un-touristy.
    “I’ve been surrounded by people for an entire year. The next three weeks are going to be completely peaceful and calm, so I figured some place less popular.”
    “And during the off-season too,” Sam remarked. He’d even helped me bring my bags inside the cottage. I ogled; I couldn’t help myself. “You know there’s a lake not far from here. Practically no one goes there though. There’s a bigger one on the other side of town people prefer. Water’s a bit warmer.”
    “Yeah I did see that. I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to go there or not. Too bad I didn’t bring my swimming gear.”
    His eyes trailed up and down my body once more before smirking. “Well, it wouldn’t be the first time someone went skinny-dipping there.”
    What I would give to see Sam skinny-dipping. I had no doubt the man would look like a god walking out of that water, drops trailing down his body greedily, caressing him the way I wanted to.
    “I guess I have to check it out now, don’t I?” I replied, instead of telling him I wanted to lick his abs.
    “When in Rome,” was all he offered as he passed his business card. “In case complacency strikes again.” He winked at me and then went on his way.
    I explored the cottage after he left, but that didn’t last long. It was pretty small after all. There was a kitchenette, a bathroom with a toilet and a shower, a little lounge with a fireplace and bedroom with a queen-sized bed inside.
    I dove for the bed, groaning at the soft mattress. My whole body seemed to sigh in relief. Well, almost my whole body. There was still one part of my body that was very much in the mood to imagine Sam naked some more. I rolled over onto my back, sighed once and thought ‘fuck it’. It was my vacation. And what better way to start a vacation then getting off on thoughts of the totally hot mechanic who was going to be coming over the next day with my car?
    The denim shorts I was wearing were the first to go, but I didn’t touch myself just yet. I just closed my eyes, and thought of Sam at the lake, dripping wet and walking towards me. His cock wouldn’t be huge , but it would be big enough that I’d feel the stretch of it. He’d have that smirk on his