Chapter 2

Bre didn’t need to look back to know that Collin followed her in. Her insides tightened when she heard the lock on the door slide shut. Collin was on her in an instant. His hot breath washed over the back of her neck as he moved her short brown hair to the side. She pressed her ass back against his crotch and her imagination didn’t have to work hard to know what was waiting there for her.

She spun and came face to face with him. His lips found hers and they locked together passionately. His strong arms slid to her lower back and pulled her tight against his athletic frame. When they pulled away she pushed his white shirt off of his shoulder, letting it fall to the floor. It was still wet at the bottom from the swim trunks that still clung to his legs. They outlined everything in quite a delicious way…

This was going to be fun.

“You’re a feisty one, aren’t you?” he asked. 

She gave him a sardonic look.

“Do you want to talk or do you want to fuck?”

He tilted his chin up, smirking.

“Well, if those are my only options…”

“You can play hard-to-get all you want, Wall Street, but that bulge in your shorts gives you away.”

He glanced down at it, as though surprised to see it there.

“You have me at a disadvantage. These wet trunks make it easy for you to see how turned on I am, but I don’t have any way of telling how turned on you are.”

“Maybe I should show you…”

Bre didn’t waste any time before dropping to her knees. She grabbed the top of his swim trunks and quickly pulled them down. Collin’s cock bounced as it sprung to life. It was a beautiful thing—more than adequately sized while not being too big, with a nice downward curve that Bre already knew would hit her g-spot just the way she liked. She’d been with enough men to know that they come in all shapes and sizes. Some were nicer than others, but most of them could get the job done. And that’s all she was really looking for.

Bre grabbed his cock by the base and took the tip of it in her mouth. She sucked it gently while slowly stroking his shaft. If this didn’t let him know how badly she needed to get laid then nothing would.

She opened her mouth wider and let him inch his way down her throat. She was sure she could take the whole thing, if she wanted, but she wasn’t about to give up the goods that quickly. First she had to make sure Collin wanted it bad enough. Then she would give it to him. Maybe.

“So what you’re saying is that you’re really turned on?” Collin said, groaning in pleasure. When she didn’t respond he smiled down at her. “Do you do this to every guy that walks you back to your room?”

She stopped sucking him off and gave him a flat look.

“Do you ever stop talking?”

“Sorry. I talk when I get nervous,” he said, sheepishly.

“Collin, I’m already sucking your dick. What the shit are you nervous about?”

“You’re right. I’m just distracting you. You’re really good at it, you should keep going.”

“I should keep going?” she repeated, dumbly. “Fuck, do you listen to yourself?”

“You’re right, you’re right,” he said, shaking his head. “Just… give me a moment.”

Collin winced and rubbed both temples with one hand. Christ, was this guy going to turn out to be a total dud? It hadn’t even been Bre’s idea to come to the Hamptons in the first place. The only reason she was here was because Aimee, one of her best friends, had practically begged her. They’d been out having drinks when Aimee had met Logan Atwood, a rich, billionaire playboy that apparently had more money than sense. He’d invited them to spend the weekend at his mansion in the Hamptons. Obviously Bre couldn’t let her friend go alone. When Collin showed up she hoped he would be her saving grace. She didn’t even care if it was good sex, she just needed dick inside of her. Immediately. And she was starting to doubt it was going to happen at all.

“Are you not into this or something?” Bre asked.

“No, it’s not that,” he responded, quickly. “It’s just… Honestly, this kind of thing is new to me. I don’t get out of the office much and I’ve never really had the chance to… date around.”

Who was he turning into? Bre had spent the whole evening talking to a cool, confident guy. Where had he gone and who was this imposter?

“For someone who doesn’t get out much you sure do run a good game.”

“If you thought I’ve been running game this whole time then you must get out even less than I do.”

“I’m no nun.”

“I’m no priest.”

“That’s too bad,” Bre cooed, innocently. “It would be fun to corrupt a priest.”

Collin’s cock lurched as he grinned down at her. 

“Well, I have been known to do a little corrupting of my own…”

Bre’s eyebrows raised in surprise. Hopefully the wetness flooding between her legs right then didn’t go to waste.

“I thought you didn’t get out much?” she said.

“There’s a time and place for everything.”

Oh… Maybe there’s still hope for him, yet.

“Well, why don’t you show me what I’ve been missing out on.”

Collins cock gave another tiny lurch. Suddenly it was all Bre could do to not mount him right then and there. She’d always been an easy little slut for guys who could banter back and forth with her. Sometimes it got her in trouble, but mostly it was just fun.

“There’s something really sexy about you,” Collin said.

“There’s more where that came from, if you know how to ask for it.” She let her gaze fall back down to his cock. “Or maybe you can just fuck it out of me…”

“That sounds like a lot of fun, it’s just…” He hesitated, considering his words. “I’m not used to hooking up this quickly. Usually I know a woman a little better before I jump in the sack with her.”

Bre’s back stiffened.

“Well that’s a first. I’ve never had a guy turn me down while his dick is still rock hard.”

Collin gave her that boyish look again but, this time, it rubbed her the wrong way. She no longer wanted him looking so… angelic.

“Trust me, I want you. It’s just, in my line of business we tend to get very cautious around women who throw themselves at us so quickly.”

Bre rolled her eyes.

“Calm down, Wall Street. I’m not after your money. I just want you to fuck me.”

“Is that so?”

There was a renewed heat to his voice that got Bre even more hot and bothered. She was going to be pissed if this didn’t go her way.

“Look, let’s not overcomplicate this. We’re both here for the weekend—there’s no reason we can’t have a little fun.” She licked her lips slowly, letting him know exactly what he would be getting all weekend, then added, “No strings attached.”

“No strings?” he repeated.

“None.”

Now it was Collin’s turn to lick his lips. 

“Now that’s starting to sound like something I can get behind.”

Bre rose to her feet, turned, and bent herself over the bed. She looked back as she slapped her ass cheek and tugged it wide for him to see.

“Here’s something else you can get behind…”

Thankfully, that was all the extra encouragement Collin needed.