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Hot Tubs and Hot Hunks

Hot Tubs and Hot Hunks By CJ England

For Debbie and Jim who were kind enough to allow Jonathon and I to try out their hot tub and get the inspiration for this book.

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A Silk’s Vault Electronic Publication, in arrangement with author CJ England. Copyright © 2005 by CJ England Cover Design and Art by Carmel St. James, © Copyright 2006 Edited by Rene Walden

Silk’s Vault Publishing www.silksvault.com

All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in part or whole, in any form or by any means, without permission from both the author and publisher. All characters, incidents, situations, institutions, governments and people are fictional and any similarity to characters or persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

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Prologue

People who celebrated Valentine’s Day were all wet. Or Mandy would be, as soon as she signed the check for the Valentine’s present she’d bought herself. She chewed on her pen and wondered for the umpteenth time if she’d gone nuts. Could she afford it? Yeah…she had the money. She just wouldn’t buy that new Valentine’s outfit that she’d been looking at. What would she need with a new outfit, anyway? She wouldn’t be going anywhere on Valentine’s, especially since she’d just broken up with her boyfriend only two weeks before the special day. Mandy shook her head. That’s why she was here in the first place. She had gone out to buy herself something for Valentine’s Day, since she sure as hell wouldn’t be getting anything this year from a man. Steven had dumped her. Said he needed… “space”. Mandy had found out what that meant when he started dating Tammy, her aerobics instructor, the very next day. What pissed her off the most was that she didn’t feel bad about it. Which meant that she’d squandered six months on a guy that she should never have been with in the first place. If there was anything that Mandy hated… it was waste. So, to make herself feel better, she was buying something she’d always wanted. Mandy was going to spend her Valentine’s Day… hot and wet. She bought herself a hot tub.

Sawyer watched the woman swing out through the doors. He hadn’t gotten a good look at her face, but the rear view was damn fine. Too bad he’d been at lunch when

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He’d of like to have gotten a better look at her. He walked over to

Jimmy, who was filling out the paperwork. “Did she buy anything?” Jimmy jumped and swung around to look at Sawyer. “Yeah… she bought the Model #3000. I tried to talk her into a #4000, but she didn’t go for it.” He straightened the papers. “Wants it installed by the 14th. Said it was a Valentine’s gift to herself.” Sawyer grinned, his wheels turning. A gift for herself, huh? Maybe the lady was unattached.

He grabbed the paperwork out of Jimmy’s hands and read her name.

“Mandy Hinshaw. Hmmm… I’ll take the install on this one. Put the work order in my box.” Jimmy goggled at him. “You? You do an install?” Sawyer laughed. “I haven’t forgotten how.” He stared out the door, remembering the long legs and fine ass of Ms. Mandy Hinshaw. “And this is a perfect time to start back up again.”

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Chapter 1

Mandy was sitting at the computer when the doorbell rang. She swore out loud and glanced at herself in the mirror. Her face was covered with a blue facial mask, and her hair was a messy red pile at the top of her head. “Maybe they’ll just go away,” she said as she stared at the door. The doorbell rang again, followed by a loud pounding that made Mandy jump. Whoever was at the door meant business. “Oh well. Mandy made a face at herself and felt the blue gunk on her face start to crack. “It’s probably another salesman. If anything, this will scare him away.” She walked to the entry, just as another loud knock made the door rattle. “I’m coming,” she shouted. “Geesh, it better be important with all the noise you’re making.” Mandy threw open the door and found herself staring into the most gorgeous hazel eyes she had ever seen. Lord…he was hot. His face had an outdoor tan with chiseled features and a nose that was slightly crooked, like it had been broken. He had firm sensuous lips that made Mandy want to bite them, but even better was the faint cleft in his chin, barely seen because of the heavy stubble that covered it. Mandy was a sucker for dimples. He wore his dirty blond hair a little long, easy for a gal to grab a handful when necessary. And those eyes… oh… my… god. Fringed with long thick lashes, his eyes were a rainbow of green, brown and gold.

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Tearing her eyes away from his face, Mandy checked out the rest of him and hoped that she didn’t start drooling. Long and lanky, he stood about six-foot-two of hard male flesh. Even under his flannel shirt she could see the muscles in his arms. His tight jeans showed off everything to its best advantage, especially the bulge at his crotch. His crotch? Mandy jerked her eyes back up to his that were now dancing with amusement. Suddenly she remembered the facial. Closing her eyes, she almost groaned. Great… the hottest man she’d ever seen shows up at HER house, and she looked like a big blue Smurf with really bad skin. Opening her eyes again, she smiled sickly, feeling the mask crack even more. “Errr… I… Can I… help you?” It was all Sawyer could do to keep from laughing. Here she was… the woman he’d been thinking about for days, and she looked like a dried up blueberry whose head was on fire. At least her fine body could still be seen. She was wearing tight green stretch leggings and an off the shoulder t-shirt that was snug from too many washings. Saliva pooled in his mouth when he saw she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her perky nipples pressed against the worn fabric. Sawyer swallowed hard. “I’m here with your delivery,” he managed. “Where do you want it?” Mandy stared at him in confusion, thinking of the many ways she’d like to interpret that statement. “What delivery? Sawyer frowned. “I’m from Hedonistic Hot Tubs. I’m here to set up the hot tub you ordered.” Mandy poked out her lower lip as she thought, making Sawyer wonder what was wrong with him, because he wanted to chew on that lip, blue gunk and all. “It’s not supposed to be delivered until the 12th. You’re early.”

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Raising a blond eyebrow, Sawyer looked at her. Today is February 12th.” Many shook her head. “No it’s not. I specifically set it up for Saturday the 12th, ‘cause I wouldn’t be working. This is only Wednesday.” Sawyer rubbed his chin. “I don’t know what to tell you…except today is the 12th.” “Wait a minute…” Turning, she disappeared into the house. Sawyer rocked back on his heels. Okay, so this wasn’t going quite the way he’d planned.

First, he couldn’t see her face because of the goop, and now he was having

doubts about her intelligence. “Here’s my calendar,” he heard her mutter from inside the house, “and today is Wednesday… Ohhh baby… did I wake you up?” Sawyer’s heart dropped. Her voice had gone low and loving, the way a woman’s did when she talked to a sweetheart. Damn it… she was involved. “Go on back to bed. I won’t be long. I just have to clear this up and then I’ll get you some food… okay?” Sawyer couldn’t hear any reply, even though he leaned as far in the doorway as he could. He pulled himself upright when she came swinging back around the corner. “Here… see? It is Wednesday!” She shoved a small calendar at him. “You’re early.” Taking it, Sawyer closed his eyes and counted for patience. Nice ass and no brain, he thought. Handing it back to her, he tore off the top three pages of the day-byday calendar. “Now… it’s Saturday.” Mandy stared down at the daily pages that the guy had ripped off. She felt her

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cheeks get warm. She’d done it again. Forgotten to tear off the days. Could she look any more foolish to him? First the mask, and now… “Oh.” Rolling his eyes, Sawyer motioned to the waiting truck. “Can we get started? Or is this the wrong address too?” Mandy narrowed her eyes. “Don’t be a smart ass. I’ve just been a little distracted lately.” She sighed. “I guess this means I missed CSI again. Damn.” “It was a repeat.” Sawyer was surprised that the ditsy redhead would watch such a show. He’d expected maybe MTV or the shopping channel. Mandy brightened. “Cool.” Then her lip poked out again. “But I’m still late on my bills.” She looked up at Sawyer who was standing there patiently. “Sorry.” Sawyer couldn’t help but grin. She may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but even with the gunk, there was something about her. “If you show me where to put it, we can get started.” When Mandy smiled ruefully at him, a large piece of her face broke off and fell onto the calendar. She heard the delivery guy choke back a laugh and she sighed. So much for seducing him, he’d probably die laughing first. Chuckling, Sawyer said, “Why don’t you just point the way and we’ll get it moved to the back. You can… ahhh… fix your face.” Wishing she could disappear, Mandy pointed around the side of the house. “That’s the easiest way. Then around to the back deck.” “Great.” Sawyer moved toward the truck, but some little devil inside him made him turn back around. “Ms. Hinshaw?” Mandy stopped in the process of closing the door. “Yes?”

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“You may want to check your TV when you go back inside.” “My TV?” Sawyer couldn’t help the grin that broke out on his face. “Yeah, they’re probably looking for the escaped Smurfette as we speak.” Mandy’s eyes widened as she watched him walk away, noting that his ass was as fine as the rest of him. She gave a little giggle, and then a laugh. Giving up, she leaned back on the doorjamb and howled. She’d been right. She did look like a Smurf.

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It was an hour later when Mandy peered through the large window that looked out on her deck. She’d taken the time to shower, as well as fixing herself up a bit. No point in letting him continue to believe she was blue and brainless. Now, dressed in a tight green pantsuit that matched her eyes, she felt better about facing him again. She could see the hot guy and another man muscling the tub into position on the deck. Her body grew warm as she watched the guy take off his flannel shirt. Wearing only a tight brown t-shirt underneath, Mandy could see every muscle in his upper body ripple with the effort of moving the tub. As they positioned it on her deck, Mandy thought about how wonderful it would feel when she slid into the water for the first time. She imagined herself walking outside, wrapped only in a towel, a glass of wine in her hand. In her dream she saw herself slip out of the towel and ease into the hot water. She slid her hands over her slick body, wishing that there were someone else to touch her that way.

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When the delivery guy’s face came into her mind, her eyes popped open. Mandy grinned.

She bet his hands would feel just fine. Shaking her head at the fantasy, she

looked back outside and gasped. They had finished positioning the tub, but it was in the wrong place. Sawyer heard the door open and turned his head, but it wasn’t a Smurf that walked outside, but a red-haired, green-eyed goddess. Damn, he thought to himself. She cleans up real good. Sawyer gazed at her creamy skin and full red lips, and then almost groaned out loud as he saw the curvy body displayed in the tight catsuit. The zipper was pulled down enough to show a generous amount of cleavage. Her long red hair cascaded wildly over her shoulders, and when she got closer, he was charmed to see a smattering of freckles across otherwise perfect skin. The only thing that marred her features was the scowl on her face. “It’s in the wrong place.” Mandy walked up to him, having to tip her head upwards to look at him from her five-foot-seven height. “It’s too far out. I thought I said that I wanted it next to the house.” Sawyer got a whiff of her scent …soft and feminine, with a hint of musk to it. “Ms. Hinshaw. I wanted to show you something. We can move the tub if you don’t like my idea.” Mandy considered him. “Call me Mandy.” Sawyer took her hand, feeling heat curl in his stomach when he touched her. “My friends call me Sawyer.” Mandy smiled. Sawyer… She liked that name. “Okay… Sawyer… what do you want to show me?”

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“Come over here.” He took her to where she’d wanted the tub. “Now imagine you’re sitting in your hot tub.” He looked down at her as she watched him with wide eyes. “Are you there?” Mandy giggled. “Yeah.” “Now… look around at the view.” Mandy did so and shrugged her shoulders. She saw her deck, the house and the sky. “So?” “Just wait.” He brought her to the outer edge of the deck, and placed her where he thought the tub should go. “Now look again.” Opening her eyes, Mandy gasped. Just moving it out six feet, made all the difference. Now she could see the river and the valley below. “Oh… you’re right, this is much better.” “I thought so,” Sawyer said smugly. “But the guy at the store said I should put it by the house, because structurally, it would be safer.” “True… but it wouldn’t take much to shore it up. Just a few boards and some cement.” Sawyer’s practiced eyes ran over the area. Mandy frowned. “I wanted it done by Valentine’s Day.” Sawyer grinned. It was a quick job, one he could do in a day, but he didn’t tell her that. He didn’t mind spending the time with her; even knowing she had a guy. “I can do it all. No problem.” Mandy chewed on her lip, making Sawyer’s cock twitch. “As long as it will be ready by the morning of the 14th.”

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Chapter 2

Mandy moved around in the kitchen making lunch. She’d heard the truck leave, and then saw Sawyer go to his red sports car and pull out behind it. Sighing, she continued with her work. She’d gone back in the house earlier so he could start the job. Needing something to occupy her mind, she went into the kitchen. Mandy enjoyed cooking. To her it was as artistic as her writing. It was just a matter of putting ingredients where they tasted best, just like writing was putting words where they tasted the best. And when she was feeling sorry for herself, like now, it was always comforting. She pulled out some cookie dough she’d made earlier, and quickly filled a couple of trays. She thought the installers might enjoy them later. She blanked her mind as she worked, and soon she’d made up a stew in the crock-pot, and was munching on a thick roast beef and sprout sandwich. Tucking some of the beef on a small plate, she walked back out into the front room. Seeing movement outside, Mandy saw that Sawyer had returned and was busily mixing something up in a bucket. Mandy walked through the house, checking every room, before uneasiness finally set in. Where was he? When the door opened, Sawyer didn’t turn around this time. He continued mixing

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the cement, but after several minutes of silence, he couldn’t take it any more. He was ready to turn around, when he heard her make a kissy noise at him. Sawyer froze in disbelief. No way. She hadn’t really done that… had she? He heard it again and swung around expecting to see her watching him with those big green eyes, but instead all he saw was her rear end sticking out of the flower bushes next to the house. Sawyer watched in amazement as she poked around in the bushes, making the same smacking sound, wriggling to get down where she needed to be. It was fine with him. He enjoyed the show. He laughed when she came out of a large lilac bush and saw him watching her. She turned as red as her hair. “What are you doing?” Sawyer couldn’t help but ask. “Ummm… looking for somebody.” Sawyer’s brows shot upwards. “In a bush?” Mandy looked annoyed. “Of course in a bush. If he was on the deck I could see him.” Sawyer stared at her. Why was it that he felt like she spoke a different language than he did? “I mean… why would he be in a bush?” “Oh…” Mandy continued perusing the flower boxes that lined her deck. “He likes to hide from me.” She put her hands on her hips. “He’s not supposed to go outside. I told him I’d get him some food.” Sawyer was now sure that he’d fallen down the rabbit hole.

Her boyfriend

couldn’t leave the house? He watched as Mandy got down on her knees and looked behind a large planter. His body hardened in one quick rush as he thought of himself standing behind her in that position, thrusting his hard cock into her warm yoni.

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A brush of something across his foot brought his lustful thoughts back to the present. He looked down, and saw a gray and white body slink into his open toolbox. Leaning over, he found himself looking into the black inquisitive eyes of a ferret. Sawyer grinned, and unafraid, reached down and picked him up. His fur was as soft as a rabbit’s, and he lay trustingly on his back in Sawyer’s big hands. Sawyer scratched his chin and the ferret sighed and leaned its head back. “Spoiled rotten, that’s what you are,” he muttered softly to the little creature. He glanced up at Mandy, who was still looking behind the flower box. “Is this who you’re looking for?” Mandy’s head whipped around. “Crikey…” she squealed. “You found him.” Coming to her feet in a graceful rush, she ran over to where Sawyer stood. “Thank you.” Realization suddenly set in. “Is this who you were talking to this morning?” Sawyer asked, feeling foolish. Mandy lifted her pet from Sawyer’s hands. “Of course. Who else would I be talking to?” Sawyer did roll his eyes this time. “A guy. Someone else who might wait for you in bed.” Mandy’s mouth fell open. “You thought there was a guy in my bed?” Sawyer frowned and started mixing the cement again. “Well… yeah…” “If there was a guy in my bed, do you really think I would be wandering around looking like a reject from the Smurf village?” Sawyer had no safe answer to give, so he just stayed quiet. After all… this was a woman who’d lived Wednesday three days in a row.

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“Can you believe this guy, Crikey?” Mandy put the ferret up on her shoulder. Crikey hung on tightly. “Did you just call him Crikey?” Sawyer grinned, loosing his embarrassment. “I thought you were just trying to speak Australian.” Mandy smiled back and Sawyer discovered she had one small dimple in her left cheek.

“No, I named him Crikey, because when he’s tired, he lays around like an

crocodile.” Sawyer nodded his head. “Ahhh, so him laying down like a croc, reminds you of that crocodile hunter, which reminds you of one of his famous lines, which gave you his name.” He shook his head as he realized he was beginning to understand how she thought. “Exactly!” Mandy was delighted that he’d gotten it. Most people didn’t. She tickled Crikey’s chin and the little ferret snuffled her cheek. She giggled. “Thanks for finding him.” Sawyer tipped an imaginary hat, and then realizing he now had a chance, went for broke. “I’m glad it wasn’t a guy.” Mandy turned and looked at him in confusion. “Excuse me?” Shrugging, Sawyer went back to mixing the cement, but he didn’t take his eyes off her. “I didn’t like thinking about you with another man.” Mandy felt herself get warm and it wasn’t from embarrassment. His eyes were so intense… and the way he was looking at her. So, that instant attraction she’d felt when she first met him… he felt it too. She’d actually taken a step toward him when Crikey, wanting his lunch, put his

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cold nose in her ear. Jumping, she whirled around without a word and went into the house. Sawyer stood where she’d left him, his body hard with arousal. He’d seen the curiosity that had filled her eyes, and he’d been close to striding over and pulling her down to the deck.

Breathing hard, he turned back to the cement. He needed to get it

placed before it got hard. He grinned. It was just the opposite for him. He wouldn’t have any trouble being good and hard when he put himself where he wanted to be.

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It was later that afternoon when Mandy ventured back outside. Even though how he made her feel scared her, when she realized that Sawyer had been working all day without a break, she told herself the least she could do was to take the poor man some hot coffee and cookies. Stepping outside, she watched him. He had almost finished the structural work. It looked like she would be sitting in her hot tub on Valentine’s Day. She frowned when she realized the thought of sitting alone in the tub, didn’t have the appeal that it once did. “Is that for me?” The question brought her mind back with a rush. Sawyer had put down his hammer and was staring at the tray with a look of boyish hope on his face. Mandy sucked in her breath. He looked so sexy in that tool belt. She walked over to the small table near where he was working. “I thought you could use this.” Sawyer took off his gloves and rubbed his hands together. “I knew I smelled

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chocolate chip cookies earlier.” He picked one up and took a big bite. “Ummm… heaven.” Mildly unsettled by the sweet compliment, Mandy walked over to where he was working. “It looks like it’s going well.” Sawyer took a sip of the hot beverage and shuddered with enjoyment. It tasted like it had maple sugar in it. “Good coffee.” Mandy’s cheeks flushed. “Thanks.” She looked away from him and bit her lip. Sawyer’s eyes narrowed at her obvious discomfort. He put the coffee down and stepped over beside her. “I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable earlier.” He turned her to face him, noting the shiver that went through her at his touch. “I just wasn’t expecting it.” Mandy confessed slowly, enjoying the feel of his hands stroking up and down her arms. “I didn’t exactly make a good first impression.” “Maybe blue girls turn me on.” Mandy smiled at that, and Sawyer saw her dimple appear briefly. “I’m sorry for this morning. When I write I have a tendency to forget things.” Sawyer stopped his hands in surprise. “You write?” Mandy blushed again and Sawyer found himself drawing closer to her. She didn’t notice. “Yeah, I write erotic romances. I’ve been involved with one of my stories. The hero isn’t cooperating.” Drawing back his head, Sawyer eyed her in confusion, even as he felt his temperature rise at the type of book she wrote. “I don’t get it. Not cooperating? How can someone you’re writing about… not cooperate?” Mandy grinned. “He wants to do one thing. I want him to do another. It’s time

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for him to go after this one girl and he’s being stubborn about it.” Sawyer tipped her chin back with one finger and felt her still. “I can’t imagine any man not going after you.” Mandy’s lips quirked, thinking briefly of Steven. “You’d be surprised.” Pulling her into his arms, Sawyer felt her heart beating rapidly against his. “Let me tell you something, lady. If you hadn’t been covered in blue goo this morning, I would’ve been all over you. Do you think I missed the way you looked at me?” Mandy felt all her resolve spin away at the feel of his strong body against hers. He’d pulled her so close that he had to know she could feel his cock throbbing against her stomach.

She wanted to squirm against him, and she felt herself get wet between her

legs at the thought of having him inside of her. She suddenly realized he was waiting for an answer. “Ummm… you have nice eyes?” Sawyer laughed and framed her face with his cold hands. “And you have a nice ass.” Bending his head, he covered her mouth with his. He tasted like coffee and chocolate, a great combo by itself, but add to that the unique taste of Sawyer, and Mandy was sure she’d found paradise. His lips whispered over hers, tempting them with teasing little strokes that made her moan out loud. Moan out loud? She never moaned out loud. The fleeting thought was chased away by his growl as he nipped at her lower lip, demanding entrance to her mouth. Her lips parted and he took immediate advantage of it, thrusting his tongue inside to find her tongue with his own. They dueled, each exploring the different contours of the other’s mouth, before Sawyer broke the kiss and raised his head. Panting, he stared down at her, a frown on his handsome face, before he groaned

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and dove back in for another. She tasted so good. There was something about her; he couldn’t put his finger on it. Letting go of her face, Sawyer lifted Mandy and walked backwards so that her back came against the wall of the house, his cock pressing against her yoni when he leaned into her. He heard her gasp, but then she shifted her legs to give him better access so that his cock throbbed between her open thighs. His need became more urgent when she moved against him. His mouth left hers and he trailed kisses and nibbles along her face and throat. When he reached the soft flesh of her cleavage, he used his tongue to trace the line of her jumpsuit. When he found the zipper, he groaned and took it between his teeth, pulling it carefully down. He gave another louder groan when her naked breasts spilled out. “Beautiful,” he said hoarsely. He reached up and ran a finger across one dark nipple and felt her jump. “Sawyer…” Mandy gasped. She watched as he ran his fingers over both nipples and around her breasts. The feeling was so erotic, she leaned her head back, closing her eyes. She gasped loudly when she felt his cold lips take one of the dark berries into his mouth, and suck hard. She fisted her hands in his hair, holding him against her. She’d never felt like this before, so wild and out of control. She wanted him to keep touching her, and when he moved to take the other nipple in his mouth, she moaned in pleasure. She was killing him. Her responses were all that he’d hoped for. His cock was throbbing so hard, he was afraid one touch would send him over the edge. He’d never wanted a woman so fast and so hard before. When she wriggled against him, he moaned against her breast, feeling his shorts dampen. Needing more, he unzipped her jumpsuit

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the rest of the way, and slid his hand inside it. Mandy knew she was going to explode. Sawyer was alternately flicking her nipple with his tongue, and then sucking on the breast so hard it was a pleasure/pain. When his cold hand made it’s way inside her suit, she jumped. He muttered an apology, and then went right back to the caressing movements of before. His hand slipped lower, between her legs, and he ran a finger through the curly hair, stopping when he came to her moist lips. Mandy pushed against him, forgetting everything but the craving that was building. When his finger slipped inside of her, she cried out his name. A crash from inside the house made them both freeze. They stood panting where they were. A second crash, made Mandy try to wriggle away from Sawyer, who held on to her in an instinctive grasp. “I need to see what’s happening,” she said, breathlessly. Her body was still aching with desire and need. Sawyer bent his head and kissed her again, trying to make her forget whatever the ferret had done inside. “No… don’t go.” “I… I have to. I’m sorry.” When he released her, Mandy stepped back, holding her gaping suit together. She stared up at him, seeing the hunger in his face. Something moved in her eyes… and then she was gone.

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Chapter 3

Sawyer slammed his fist against the house. Damn the ferret. If he hadn’t messed things up, Sawyer would be the guy in Mandy’s bed tonight. His body ached with unfulfilled lust. He moved back over to the table and slurped down his cooling coffee. He groaned as he remembered how tight Mandy had been. It would be heaven when he finally got inside her. When he heard the door open, he turned and looked at her. His jaw clenched when he saw that whatever had happened between them before, was over now. For whatever reason, Mandy was backing off again. Mandy walked a little closer, and then stopped, making sure she was out of his reach.

“He knocked a glass off the coffee table. Then he dropped my lunch plate.”

When Sawyer said nothing, she frowned. “I’m sorry, but I had to find out if he was okay.” Sawyer met her eyes. “And me? Are you going to come over and find out if I’m okay?” Mandy blushed, but didn’t take a step. “I… don’t think that would be a good idea.” “Why?” The question was asked bluntly. “Because…” Mandy hugged herself for comfort. “As trite as it may seem, I’m not

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that type of girl. I don’t do this.” Her eyes met his in confusion. “I never have before.” Sawyer felt a part of himself relax. His cock was still as hard as a rock, and his body hurt, but she wasn’t saying no. She was just afraid of how he made her feel. That he could work with. “So we slow down.” He grinned crookedly at her. “You weren’t the only one who was taken by surprise. You think I always strip a lady in 40 degree weather?” Mandy opened and closed her mouth. She looked warily at Sawyer. “You aren’t mad?” Grinning, Sawyer reached down and made a big show of adjusting himself. “No… just a little uncomfortable.” His eyes turned serious and he walked up quickly, taking her chin in his hand before she could move. “A lady always has a right to say no.” Mandy felt something move in her chest. When he bent to softly brush her lips with his, she didn’t stop him. There was still heat in his eyes when he lifted his head. “I should go. If there’s nothing more I can do here tonight?” He made it a question and waited until Mandy slowly shook her head no. He nodded his head, took her hand in his, and led her to her back door. “I have to let the cement dry completely before I can move the hot tub onto it, so I will be back to finish up tomorrow.” “That’s fine,” Mandy said faintly. She was still trying to quiet the voice inside that was telling her to let go and enjoy herself… just this once. “Okay if I leave my tools?” “Sure.” “Good. I won’t have so much to carry. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He bent and covered her mouth in a deep searching kiss that had Mandy holding onto his jacket so she

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wouldn’t slide to the floor. When he was done, Sawyer looked at her, his eyes as questioning as his kiss had been, before he opened the back door and gave her a gentle pat on the rear to send her inside.

*****

She wasn’t home. Sawyer stared at the note on the door and cursed fluently. It was short and sweet and to the point…

Sawyer, I’ve been called to my editor’s office. Some emergency. Be back ASAP. Mandy

In a fit of temper, Sawyer ripped the note from the door and tore it into shreds. Stuffing it in his pocket, he stomped around to the back and stared at the hot tub. She’d backed off from him again. Snarling, he kneeled down and opened his toolbox. Fine… if that’s the way she wanted to play; he’d get the work done and be out of her hair. Just because she was beautiful, and built, and had a mouth that cried out to be kissed, didn’t mean his body went crazy over her. And just because every time he thought of her, he thought of cool sheets and hot, hot sex, it didn’t mean he had to wait for her to see how good they could be together. She wasn’t worth the hassle. Ms. Mandy Hinshaw wasn’t the only girl in the city.

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Sawyer stopped the mental tirade and rubbed his eyes tiredly. The problem was… she was the only girl he was interested in. It was mid afternoon when Mandy pulled up in her driveway. She teetered between relief and worry, when she saw Sawyer’s red car parked out in front. Part of her was glad he was there, but the part of her that was afraid, wished she’d missed him. Sometimes, when Sawyer was watching her, she felt like she was Little Red Riding Hood and he was a hungry wolf. She enjoyed his touch, but she’d only known him a day. She liked to know a guy better before she slept with him. Smiling, Mandy patted her heart. But when he kissed her, it was like spontaneous combustion. Explosive. She’d never been so free with a guy before. Walking around the side of the house, she saw him, wearing another pair of tight jeans and a dark green thermal shirt that fit like a second skin. Oh yeah… and that sexy tool belt too. She patted her heart again. She walked up the side steps and made her way across the deck to him. He was pounding away at a nail, so he didn’t hear her. She made it to his side before he caught sight of her. When he did, he tossed down his hammer and turned on her swiftly, his eyes furious. “Where the hell have you been?” Mandy was abruptly reminded of the Big Bad Wolf analogy as she forced herself not to retreat from him. “Didn’t you get my note?” Sawyer actually snarled at her. “You couldn’t come up with a better excuse?” Mandy’s mouth dropped. He thought she was lying to him? Her eyes narrowed at him, and her voice, when she spoke, was frosty. “I beg your pardon?” Sawyer knew he was acting like a fool, but he couldn’t seem to help himself.

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He’d been looking forward to spending the day with her, and when she hadn’t been there, it had done something more than piss him off. It’d hurt him. But he sure as hell wasn’t going to tell her that. “You think I’m going to buy that you had an emergency at your editor’s? On a Sunday? Why don’t you just tell the truth and say you were afraid to be here with me.” Now he’d done it. He’d actually called her a liar. Mandy’s fiery temper started to rise.

“You arrogant, stuck up… egomaniac. This may be a shock, but guess what

Sawyer… the world doesn’t revolve around you. My leaving today had nothing to do with you.” Sawyer snorted. “Right.” Mandy literally saw red. The words just fell off her tongue. “Nora called because there was a problem with the release date of my next book. She wanted to catch it before it went into default, so she called me in today. She’d have called me sooner, but she forgot what day it was.” She put her hands on her hips. “Maybe she forgot to tear the days off her calendar, too.” Sawyer ran a frustrated hand though his hair. He didn’t want to think she was lying to him, but… what editor in their right mind would work on a Sunday? His silence told Mandy he still didn’t believe her. “Fine… if you won’t believe me…” She pulled her cell phone from her pocket and pressed Nora’s number. “What are you doing?” Sawyer walked towards her, staring at the phone. “Proving to you that I may be forgetful, and sometimes…okay, a lot of times, I might get distracted,” Mandy raised her chin. “But I don’t lie.” Sawyer was feeling like the arrogant egomaniac that she’d called him. She was

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telling the truth, it was all over her face. And the glint of tears in her eyes had him panicking. “Honey…” Mandy raised her hand in a stopping action, as she answered the phone. “Nora? Hi. It’s Mandy. No… I’m not okay. You know the hot tub guy I told you about? Yeah.” She glared at Sawyer, who just lifted his shoulders in defeat. “Can you tell him where I was today? He doesn’t believe me. Thanks.” She thrust the phone into Sawyer’s hands. “Talk to her.” “This isn’t necess…” Sawyer tried to hand the phone back. “Oh yes…” Mandy tucked her hands behind her back. “It is.” Sawyer gave up and put the cell phone to his ear. “Hello?” “Is this the hot hunk that Mandy told me all about?” A woman’s husky voice came over the line. Sawyer could feel the red creep up his neck. “Ummm, I guess so. This is the hot tub guy.” The woman laughed. “Yep, you’re the hunk all right. I’m Nora.” Sawyer heard the clinking of ice cubes in a glass. “You want to know where Mandy was… well, she was right here at the office, all day, rewriting contracts.” “Yeah, I’m getting that now.” Sawyer watched as Mandy turned and walked over to her back door. After throwing a burning look his way, she unlocked it and went inside. Nora chuckled. “Sounds like you’re both a little worked up for two people who just met yesterday.” “I better go. I’ve gotta talk to Mandy,” Sawyer said, his jaw clenched at her words. Knowing she was right didn’t make him feel any better.

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“Okay, go grovel.” The editor laughed. “Tell Mandy to call me later.” “Yeah… right.” Sawyer snapped the phone shut. Shit. Now what? He’d fucked up big time. He walked slowly over to the back door and stood staring at it for a moment. Nora was right… he would have to grovel. Girding himself for battle, Sawyer made his decision, and after a perfunctory knock… he let himself in. When he heard the slamming of pots in the kitchen, he knew that Mandy’s temper hadn’t lessened. He quietly shut the door and stood inside, just looking around. Mandy’s taste in decorations were just as eclectic as the rest of her. Her living room was comfortable and homey, filled with all types of trinkets and art that would probably have a professional decorator cringe, but it worked. Sawyer had always hated houses that looked like no one lived in them. This home was real, as real as the woman who created it. Sawyer walked into the kitchen and watched Mandy as she muttered over the stove, stirring something that smelled really good. He admired her in her tight jeans and even tighter blue sweater. Going with instinct, he moved behind her and put his arms around her middle and set his chin on top of her head. She froze instantly. “I’m sorry,” Sawyer murmured. “I just wanted to spend time with you today. I missed you. I acted like a jerk.” Mandy softened at the genuine contrition in his voice. It had been a long time since a guy had said he wanted to spend time with her. Knowing she was making a conscious choice, she turned and laid her head on his solid chest. “We still have the rest of the day. If you’re hungry, this stew’s about ready to eat.”

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Sawyer tightened his arms around her, feeling their heat combine. It looked like he hadn’t blown it after all. He raised her chin so she was looking up at him. “I’m hungry all right, but it’s not food I want.” Pulling her tighter against him, he crushed her mouth with his.

*****

It was almost dark when Mandy thought back to that hard kiss in the kitchen. It had been as hot as the one the day before. Sawyer had barely controlled himself. For a minute she’d thought he was going to toss her to the floor and jump her. Only the stew boiling over had brought him back. Mandy knew now that if Sawyer asked her, she would make love with him. Everything about him made her body, and heart yearn. They’d had a late lunch of the stew, and she’d surprised him again with her great cooking. He’d had two helpings. She’d been shocked he’d helped her clean up. Now she was headed out to see the final filling of the hot tub. Who knew what would happen after that. Mandy knew what she wanted to happen. Her yoni was wet just thinking about it. When she went outside the water was already pouring into the tub. Mandy’s excitement rose as she realized that tomorrow night she would be sitting in her new hot tub. Sawyer pulled out a small clear case of chemical vials and instructed her on how to add the proper amounts, and then test them when needed. “And if you have any questions,” he finished. “Just call the store. Anyone can help you.”

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“Thanks.” Mandy smiled at Sawyer. “This is going to be great.” “Yes, it is…” Sawyer said, and Mandy saw by the glint in his eye that he wasn’t talking about the tub. When he reached for her, she was sure of it. He gathered her tight against him. “Now… where were we?” Mandy smiled and ran her hand down to his stiffening cock. “About here, I think.” Sawyer sucked in his breath, and his body tightened. “Damn it, girl.” He returned the favor, running his fingers down her breast and stopping at her budding nipples. “Are you sure we weren’t here?” Mandy gasped, feeling herself melt at his touch. “No, when you touch me, I’m not sure of anything.” Bending, Sawyer whispered, “Good, then you’re just where I want you.” He slanted his mouth over hers, intending to pick up exactly where they left off. They’d barely touched when Mandy felt him vibrate against her. When it happened a second time, she tore her mouth away and said with a giggle, “Your pants are ringing.”

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Chapter 4

Sawyer stared at her blankly until he too felt the vibration. Swearing under his breath, he fished the phone from his pocket. He was getting damn tired of all the interruptions. When he saw who was calling, he frowned worriedly, looking over at Mandy. “I’m sorry… I have to take this.” When she nodded, he pulled away and answered. “Hello? Dad? Is everything okay?”

His frown increased.

“No.

Where’s Bill?

Dad, I’m in the middle of

something.” He looked at Mandy again. She had crossed her arms and was staring out over the water. He listened to the voice on the phone. “Dad… I…” Sighing, he ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “Okay Dad, I’ll be right there. Bye.” He stuffed the phone in his pocket, wishing he could throw it in the river. There went his evening with Mandy. “I’m sorry. It’s my dad… a family thing.” “I hope everything’s okay.” Sawyer’s jaw clenched. He knew exactly what was going on. It happened all the time.

“I have to go take care of some things.” “I see.” Sawyer reached out his hand to take hers. “We just can’t seem to get the timing

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“I guess not.” Not knowing when he would get back, or even if she’d let him, Sawyer stumbled with his next words. “Uhhh, Maggie will send you an invoice for the rest of what you owe. I don’t have time to write something up right now.” Well… this was awkward. Mandy raised her eyebrow as she listened to his floundering speech. He’d gone from a potential lover back to businessman faster than she could blink. “Whatever.” Sawyer picked up his toolbox, his mind already half on his father. “I guess I better go.” Mandy’s eyes narrowed. “Yeah, I guess you better.” Hearing the coolness in her voice, Sawyer realized he was bungling things again. He shook his head. He’d never had so much trouble talking to a woman before. Shaking his head, he trapped her chin in his hand and looked deep in her eyes. “I wouldn’t go unless I had to. I’d rather be with you.” His hazel eyes flared. “I’d rather be in you.” Mandy couldn’t help the shudder that ran through her. She had a quick mental image of him laying over her, driving deep… “Look… I’ll call you.” Sawyer released her after a quick kiss. “Okay?” “Sure,” Mandy answered him, wanting to believe him, but... Out of sight, out of mind. “You have my number.” “Enjoy the tub.” Mandy watched as he moved swiftly around the side of the house. She stood feeling the cold of the evening begin to permeate her bones. When she heard the sound of Sawyer’s car start up and drive away, she sighed, her heart hurting. She’d probably

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never see him again, and he could have been someone special. Oh well… maybe she’d break down and buy herself some toys, like Nora kept telling her to do. Sadly, Mandy turned and went back into the house.

*****

It was early the next evening when Mandy poured herself the promised glass of wine and tied her robe securely around her, since it was a little cold outside for a towel. She’d checked the temperature of the tub earlier and it was a toasty 102 degrees, just right for a good soaking. It had gotten dark a few hours ago, but Mandy had put off going out. Now she was finally ready. She had her wine… she’d pulled out a towel… She was half way outside, when the doorbell rang. Mandy’s heart gave a huge leap, and she realized all the sudden that this was what she’d been waiting for. Carefully she put down her wine, and with her heart beating a hard tattoo against her ribs, she walked slowly to the door. Opening it, Mandy felt her whole world tilt. Standing outside, a red rose held in his outstretched hand, was Sawyer. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” “What are you doing here?” Mandy breathed, knowing that it had been Sawyer she’d been waiting for. Her whole body tightened when his eyes ran deliberately down her robe-clad body. When his hot hazel eyes met hers, she gulped. “I was hoping you’d invite me to test out the hot tub with you.” He lifted the soft rose and ran it gently down her cheek. “If you don’t have any other plans.”

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Mandy closed her eyes. She wavered between the fear of getting involved, and the utter relief that he had come back to her. She felt his lips replace the rose, and her body began to tremble. Her heart, which had been teetering on the edge since the other day, fell with a splat. Hugging the truth to herself, she whispered, “I’d hoped that you would show up tonight.” Sawyer stepped closer, so that he could feel her silk covered breasts against his chest. “I kept thinking about you alone in that hot tub. It was a crime.” Still holding the rose, he gathered her closer to him. “Call me the hot tub police.” Mandy giggled and it made her breasts move against him, causing his mouth to go dry. “So… are you here to arrest me?” Sawyer leaned back and dropped a kiss on her lips. “I thought in this case… house arrest would be appropriate. It being your first offense and all.” “Will I have to wear one of those ankle monitors, so you know where I am all the time?” Sawyer snorted. “Honey… all you’re gonna be wearing tonight is me. And I’ll know exactly where you are.” He covered her mouth in a hard wet kiss, and his hand came up to cover one breast, his index finger flicking back and forth against the protruding nipple. Mandy forgot about everything. About the hot tub, about what had happened the day before, about the fact that she was standing on the doorstep in her robe, letting Sawyer touch her in plain view of everyone who might be passing. She couldn’t pretend longer. She wanted him. Now. Reaching around, she grabbed his ass and pulled him

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against her. He was already hard, and the feel of him made her purr aloud in his mouth. “Jesus,” Sawyer panted, breaking the kiss. He’d done it again. Been close to taking her right where they stood. He forced himself to slow down. He’d been thinking all day about fucking her in the hot tub. He wasn’t going to let go of that fantasy. He reached around and pried her hand from his butt and handed her the rose, watching as she inhaled it’s sweet smell. “Let’s take this inside.” “Hey there baby…” The sound of a voice was like a slap in the face to both of them. With identical expressions of disbelief, they stiffened and turned to look at the man who came striding up the walk. Mandy groaned. They had been so in tune with each other, they hadn’t even noticed him arrive. What the hell was he doing here? “Steven?” “Happy V day, sweetheart.” He tried for a kiss, but Mandy took a quick step backwards. “Why are you here?” Mandy asked incredulously.

This couldn’t be

happening…two men standing at her door. Sawyer examined the man who acted like Mandy belonged to him. He was good looking, in a three piece suit type way, but… Sawyer found himself clenching his fists. He found himself oddly possessive, something he’d never felt before. Steven put on an air of hurt surprise. “Where else would I be on Valentine’s Day, but with my girlfriend?” Sawyer stiffened beside her and Mandy’s hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. “I am not his girlfriend.”

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Steven’s eyes moved to Sawyer, like he was seeing him for the first time, then back to Mandy. “Baby, I know we had a fight… but I was wrong.” “We didn’t have a fight Steven. You dumped me.” Steven glanced again to Sawyer, with a man to man “what am I gonna do with her” look. “I just needed a little space.” Mandy felt her temper sizzle. “The space you wanted was between Tammy the aerobics instructor’s thighs!” Sawyer tried unsuccessfully to stifle a laugh, and Steven glared at him. “Mandy, who is this guy?” Sawyer moved closer to Mandy, slipping his hand to the back of her waist. “I would be her date.” Steven’s eyes goggled. “Date? How can you have a date? You’re my girlfriend.” He looked closer at her. “You aren’t dressed for a date. You’re in your robe.” “We’re staying in tonight,” Sawyer said. He grinned down at Mandy. “We’re gonna try out her new hot tub.” Steven’s eyes widened. “You have a new hot tub?” He frowned, and then a hurt look came over his face. “You got a hot tub and didn’t invite me?” Mandy rolled her eyes. She’d felt total relief when Sawyer had stood with her, and she was becoming very tired of Steven and his ranting. “What happened Steven? Wasn’t the space to your liking?” She heard Sawyer chuckle again. “Or did Tammy wise up a lot faster than I did and dump you?” When the color rose in Steven’s cheeks, Mandy had her answer. “Serves you right.”

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Steven glared at her, dropping the sweetheart routine. “Don’t be a bitch, Mandy.” You wouldn’t put out, so I found someone who would.” He looked at Sawyer. “Don’t expect too much. She’s as cold as ice.” Mandy gasped and Sawyer narrowed his eyes. “So you’re the type who kisses and tells.” Letting go of Mandy’s back, his hand shot out and grabbed Steven by the throat. “I hate that.” Steven’s eyes bulged and he clawed at Sawyer’s hands. “Let… me… go!” Sawyer’s muscles rippled as he held on to the struggling man. He turned to Mandy who was watching him, wide eyed. “I think he should apologize. What do you think?” “Yes,” Mandy agreed faintly. She looked at Sawyer in awe. No one had ever stood up for her before. “Apologize to the lady, and then you can crawl back to your aerobics instructor. Maybe she’ll be more forgiving.” “Sor…ry.” Sawyer dropped him and Steven crashed to the ground. He was up and running before either of them could say another word. Seconds later they heard his car peel away into the night. There was a long awkward silence before Sawyer broke it by chuckling. “The space he wanted was between her thighs?” Mandy grinned, and the weight of Steven’s visit fell from her shoulders. It was really over now. “We went together for six months. My heart wasn’t broken when he dumped me. I was just pissed off.” “I’d be pissed if I was dumped for someone else too.”

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“Oh no. That’s not why I was pissed.” Sawyer frowned, and took her face between his hands. “Then why?” “I was mad because I wasn’t heartbroken.

It meant I shouldn’t have been with

him at all.” Mandy rubbed her face against Sawyer’s strong hands. “I wasted all that time.” “Well, I’m glad he dumped you.” Sawyer yelped, when she punched him in the ribs. “I mean if he didn’t… we wouldn’t be here right now.” “Oh… well that’s okay then.” Mandy smiled and went into his arms. When she shivered, Sawyer turned her and they walked inside. Once there, Mandy left him and poured him a glass of wine. Taking up hers, they both sipped, just watching each other. Suddenly Sawyer grinned. “Wouldn’t put out, huh?” Mandy blushed and sniffed derisively. “I should of known then, that he wasn’t for me. I didn’t want him to touch me like that.” She looked over at Sawyer and he drew in his breath at the look in her eyes. “I feel more for you in two days, than I felt for him in six months.” Sawyer took the wine from her hand and put both glasses on the table. Shaking his head at her honesty, he asked, “You really don’t do this sort of thing… do you?” “No… I really don’t.” “Then let me tell you, just how glad I am that you decided to change your mind with me.” Bending, he kissed her gently. “Now… shall we christen your hot tub?”

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Chapter 5

Mandy blushed again, thinking of the daydreams that she’d had about this man… in that tub. “Oh, yeah.” Taking her by the hand, he opened the back door. The night was cold and clear, a rarity in southwestern Oregon. “Let’s get you into the tub before you freeze.” Sawyer set down a silver packet on the tub rim, and then turned to Mandy. She was watching him with a look that had his heart pounding. “It’s okay, honey. We’ll take it nice and slow.” His eyes didn’t leave hers as he undid her robe and slipped it from her shoulders. The moonlight framed her slender form, and Sawyer was entranced by the high breasts and slim thighs. He reached out and traced a path from her breasts to her narrow waist, then down to the curly hair in the apex of her thighs. Feeling her shudder, he couldn’t help but run his finger in between the lips of her yoni to touch the wetness there. When she shuddered again, Sawyer cursed himself. She was probably freezing, and here he was standing her out in the cold so he could have a good look at her. “Come on.” He helped her into the tub. Mandy turned and looked at him. “What about you?” Reaching out, she flicked open a couple of buttons on his shirt. “Or do you need help?”

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Groaning, Sawyer pulled off his clothes. When the cool air hit his heated body, he was surprised that steam didn’t rise; he was that hot for her. He kept his eyes on hers as he slowly undid his jeans. Toeing off his shoes, he pulled everything off at once, and then just stood there in the moonlight so that Mandy could get a good look at him, just as he’d done to her. Mandy wanted to pat her heart again. He was 100% prime. Flat out gorgeous. She’d known he’d be ripped. She’d seen and felt his muscles through his shirt, but oh… my… god… He sported a beautiful six-pack, and Mandy wanted to run her tongue down the center of it to his belly button, and then head back up again. She looked further down and her mouth went dry when she saw his cock standing tall and proud. It was a good seven inches long, and thick, with a large mushroom shaped head. Mandy could see that he was already oozing pre cum. She licked her lips as she looked at him. She had a fleeting notion of seeing him like that with just his tool belt on. This hammer was bigger than the one he’d been working with earlier! Without thinking, she reached out and gently touched the head of his cock, taking the drop of cum and bringing it to her lips. Sawyer growled. God, the woman was sexy. Did she know what it did to a man to be looked at that way? Like she wanted to eat him up? And then when she touched him… His cock had jumped so hard that his stomach would have bruises later.

Fire

ignited in his belly and he wasted no more time, but slid into the hot tub next to her. “Damn it,” he growled in her ear as he pulled her close. “You make me feel like I’m eighteen and I’m gonna do the head cheerleader under the bleachers after homecoming. I almost came right there.”

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Mandy snuggled close, enjoying the water slick feel of his body. “You taste so good.” “Hold onto that thought,” Sawyer said hoarsely. He wanted to go slow, but his body wasn’t listening. He felt like he’d been waiting forever for her, and his cock wanted to be in her… now! Instead, he compromised by running his hands over her wet body, feeling her nipples grow under his touch. Mandy pressed her breasts against his hands, moaning in delight. When her wriggling got too much for him, he slid one hand down between her thighs. She was hot and wet, and even in the water Sawyer could feel her juices flowing. Testing her, he ran his finger up inside the lips to the small nubbin of flesh that was swollen with desire. When he touched it, Mandy gasped, and groaning, he crushed her mouth with his as he continued to rub against her clit gently. Mandy felt the heat between her legs begin to coil into a tight little ball. She was already primed. She’d been thinking about him since yesterday, and her dreams of the night before had been erotic. She wanted to touch him too, so she ran her hands over his flat male nipples. When she felt his muffled reaction against her mouth, she kept one hand there and ran her other down to his cock that was throbbing against her thigh. Gently she ran her finger over the head, feeling more cum leaking out. Jerking against her, Sawyer felt sweat bead on his forehead. He was so hard his cock actually hurt, and when Mandy touched him, Sawyer thought he was going to go off like a bottle rocket. Reaching down, he took her hand and wrapped it around his shaft, not allowing her to move. “Feel how hard I am for you?” he muttered in her ear. “Touch me too much and it’ll be all over. I want to be inside you first. Give me a minute.”

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Grabbing the foil pouch he’d left earlier, he ripped it open and efficiently protected her. Mandy felt the little tremors in him. They matched the ones in her that he was setting off by rubbing her clit the way he was. She moaned again and moved against his hand, sliding her own up and down his rock hard cock, wishing he didn’t have to wear the condom. She heard him swear, and then he moved suddenly. He pulled her hand away from him, and she thought he was going to come down on top of her, but instead, he wrapped his strong arms around her, lifting her up to the edge of the tank. Spreading her legs with his shoulders, he bent and ran his tongue up the swollen lips of her yoni. “Sawyer!” He did it again, and when she tried to move away from him, he held her down, his eyes darkened by his need for her. “I want to taste you.” When she still struggled, he took her hands with his own. “Please…” Giving up, Mandy closed her eyes. When his tongue penetrated between the lips and flicked at her clit, she gasped. Heat swelled up inside of her and she instinctively opened her legs so Sawyer would have better access. Muttering approvingly, Sawyer tongued her, holding her thighs apart with his strong hands. Every once in a while he would run his tongue down the lips and taste the nectar that was flowing from her body. The taste alone had him groaning in enjoyment. Mandy leaned back on the edge of the tub, the heat in her body coiling higher and higher. She moaned his name, and when he left off tickling her clit, stabbing his tongue deep into her yoni, she cried out, feeling the tremors that signaled that she was ready to cum. When he pulled away and tongued his way back up to her clit, Mandy pressed herself against him, wanting more. Unexpectedly, Sawyer sucked hard, and that was all

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it took. Mandy screamed as her climax hit her. Sawyer tasted the juices and suddenly was ravenous for more.

“Again,” he

murmured, sucking on her, sending her up and over a second time before she had time to catch her breath from the first. While she was still shuddering and shaking from her release, Sawyer moved her back down into the water, positioned himself above her, and with one single hard thrust, buried himself deep inside of her. Hiding his face in her shoulder, Sawyer went very still. He was so close, that just a couple of thrusts and it would all be over for him. He wanted to savor the moment. She was so tight, that he knew immediately that she hadn’t had a lot of partners, but she was as hot and sexy as any woman he’d been with. She moved against him and he groaned. Fighting for control, he began to thrust steadily against her, feeling the heat spiral up in his body. He held off, wanting her to cum again for him before he let himself go. His body was shaking by the time he felt Mandy pulse around him.

She came

hard, crying out his name. With a grunt, Sawyer let go of all control and battered his cock deep into her. Her yoni clenched down on him, and with his own shout of release, Sawyer spilled himself into her. They lay like that for a very long time before Sawyer raised his head and gently kissed her. “That,” he said, “was much better than breaking a champagne bottle against the side.” Mandy giggled and ran her fingers up his spine, making him shiver in reaction. “Only the best for my tub.” Sawyer nuzzled her neck. “I’m here to help. At Hedonistic Hot tubs, we believe

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in full service for our clients.” Mandy went still. The sudden thought that Sawyer always installed hot tubs this way left a bad taste in her mouth. Was she just another notch on his tool belt? Sawyer knew immediately that he had said something wrong by how stiff she’d gone. He raised his head. Replaying his own words in his head, he groaned. “That’s not what I meant.” Mandy didn’t say anything. Her hands still moved up and down his back, but she had withdrawn from him. Something that Sawyer found he disliked intensely. He, who was very careful not to get too close to a woman. “Mandy?” She sighed, knowing she didn’t have the right to judge him. “It’s none of my business, really.” Sawyer snorted. “Considering the fact that I’m still deep inside of you and have no intention of pulling out, it is your business.” He kissed her hard, waiting until she relaxed and returned the kiss. “And for your information, you are the first client I have ever… serviced. Got it?” Mandy looked up at him and his heart beat hard at the vulnerable look on her face. “No one else, huh?” Sawyer reached down and pulled her hips hard against his, causing her to gasp out loud as she realized that he was still semi erect inside her. “I don’t lie either.” Mandy smiled and put her arms around his neck. “Good. Then it was something new and special for both of us.” Sawyer groaned and pulled her a little closer. “I won’t look at a hot tub the same way again.” He moved against her, feeling her tighten around him. “God, you feel

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good.” Mandy lost her breath as Sawyer began to move purposefully in her. He lifted her legs so that they wrapped around his back. “Sawyer!” “Just let go, honey. I’ve got you.” Bending he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. Mandy arched toward him, her yoni clenching him hard. He hissed in response. “Jesus…” Mandy let herself float. The motions of Sawyer’s body as he moved in and out of her sent all the nerves in her body spinning. She was amazed that she wanted him again, so hard, so fast. Already sensitive from his mouth earlier, the feel of his cock against her clit was like ripples of fire that traveled up into her breasts, and then back down again. She held his head to her breasts and cried out when he bit down gently on one of the dark red berries. All the fire in her body centered itself between her legs, and Mandy screamed as she came again. Sawyer groaned when the contractions of her yoni milked his cock. He thrust harder and harder into her, his lust rising even higher than before. His balls slapped against her butt, as he let go and exploded inside her.

*****

“I didn’t know those things were good for more than one use,” Mandy said softly a long time later. They were still intertwined, Sawyer deep inside her. Smoothing her wild hair away from her face, Sawyer chuckled. “They aren’t. But I got the super strong ones for you. I had a feeling.”

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“I’m on the pill.” Sawyer blinked at the bald statement. “You are?” Mandy nodded, and he could feel the motion against his chest. “I use them to regulate my periods, but I guess they can come in handy.” She looked up at him. “We don’t have to use a condom next time.” Sawyer felt himself stir at her statement.

He’d never been inside a woman

bareback, ever. These days it paid to be careful. But the thought made him hotter than hell. And she was already thinking about next time? When he felt his cock twitch again, he grinned. She wasn’t the only one. Reaching down, he turned her hand palm up. “You’re all pruney. Let’s go inside and take a shower.” Mandy smiled up at him. “Trade one water game for another?” Chuckling, Sawyer pulled himself gently from her body. “Ever play Simon says?”

******

It was after two a.m., when Sawyer dragged himself out of Mandy’s warm bed and made his way naked into the kitchen for a glass of water. He was always thirsty after sitting in a hot tub, and tonight was no different. He stared out at the street, thinking of the unexpected feelings that he was having for Mandy. He’d gone into this thinking that they could both just have a good time, but the more he knew about her, the more he realized two things. One… she didn’t take what had happened between them lightly. Sex for her meant something; otherwise she’d have fucked that Steven guy. So, what now? What

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was he doing? This couldn’t be for keeps. Which led him to the second thing. He was beginning to want it to be. One look at her and he’d stopped thinking about any other woman. Now, even after he’d had her, Sawyer couldn’t stop wanting her again. And that was just plain dangerous thinking. He gone against all his rules and made love to her in the shower without a condom. He wasn’t worried about her being clean, but he’d never been like that with any other woman. Sawyer broke out in a light sweat when he remembered how good she’d felt without a rubber between them. His flesh against hers. He’d been so turned on that he’d carried her to bed and done it all over again. Then he’d fallen asleep. Another rule breaker. He never slept in the woman’s bed. He might stay to play, but he’d never yet woken up with a woman. He wasn’t ready to settle down yet. He had a plan and it was too early in his life to think about getting into a relationship. He sighed and drained the glass. Even if he wanted to. “Sawyer?” He turned and saw her standing in the kitchen doorway. She had a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, leaving only her bare legs to be seen. He cleared his throat. “I needed some water.” Mandy heard something in his quiet voice she couldn’t quite understand. Instinctively, she walked over to him and wrapped the blanket around him, pressing her naked body against his. “Aren’t you cold?” Sawyer pulled her close. “A little. Why are you up?” Mandy kissed him on the chest. “I missed you.”

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Sawyer started to tell her he had to go, but when he looked down into her warm green eyes, he couldn’t. Instead he lifted her into his arms. “Let’s see if you can warm me back up.”

Chapter 6

Mandy kissed his throat, feeling his pulse begin to beat a little faster. “I think I have just the thing.” When he laid her down on her bed and started to come down on top of her, she wriggled away. “No… I want to make love to you.” Sawyer let her push him down on his back, his eyes heating as she looked down at his naked body. “It’s working. I’m warmer already.” Mandy giggled. “Now… don’t touch.” Sawyer laced his fingers behind his head. “No ma’am.” Mandy stared at the hard contours of Sawyer’s body. The fact that she was the one who got to touch him, made her almost giddy. “You’ll have to tell me what you like.” Gulping, Sawyer nodded. Just watching her look at him was incredible arousing. His cock was jumping at her nearness. Mandy started at his nipples, circling them with her tongue.

When Sawyer

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taking her teeth and biting down on one of them. When Sawyer jumped and groaned, she stopped. “No… don’t stop,” he muttered. “It feels good.” Mandy bent back to him, and taking his nipples between her lips, rolled them like he had done with hers. This time when he groaned, she didn’t stop, but sucked them into her mouth, feeling them harden. “Jesus… Mandy.” Smiling, she traced her fingers down the center of Sawyer’s body, stopping just short of his twitching cock. Doing what she wanted to do earlier, she followed the same path with her tongue, exploring the ridges of muscle on Sawyer’s stomach. Sawyer was clenching his hands together so hard his fingers ached. Mandy’s touch was so erotic that it was all he could do not to roll her over and stab deep into her. He wanted her as badly as if he hadn’t fucked her already. When her tongue circled it’s way past his belly button and into the short hairs around his cock, he thought he’d go crazy with lust. What was she doing to him? He’d tasted good in the hot tub, but now, so close to him, Mandy could smell his musky arousal and her mouth watered. She’d never done anything like this before. None of her previous relationships had gone this far, but she wanted to with Sawyer. She wanted to know how his cock would feel in her mouth. She lifted it into her hand, marveling at its strength and heat. So hard and yet so soft. She touched the bead of pre cum that had gathered at the slit on the head and again brought it to her lips. Licking her lips in appreciation of the salty taste, she bent and ran her tongue over the mushroom shaped head.

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Sawyer jumped like he’d been shot and one of his hands went to the back of her head, pulling her closer to him. “God!!!…” Mandy frowned at him. “I said… no touching.” Groaning, Sawyer let go of her, but the heat in his eyes burned into her. “Don’t make me wait too long.” “I want to taste you like you did me.” Sawyer gritted his teeth and leaned his head back. She was going to tease him to death. Mandy licked again at the head of his cock, then ran her tongue down the underside, following the small vein that hid there. When she got to his balls, Sawyer groaned again and shifted his legs farther apart. Lying flat, Mandy licked her way all around the turgid sacks, and then back up the shaft of his cock. Finding that she liked it, she did it several more times. “Put it in your mouth, Mandy… please.” Sawyer couldn’t believe he was actually begging, but he couldn’t stand any more. He lifted his hips up off the bed. Mandy was aching to taste him, so she gave in to his pleading and slowly took his cock into her mouth. He was so big, it was hard for her to do, but what she lacked in skill, she made up for in enthusiasm. Once she had as much of it in as she could, she moved it back out, sucking on it as hard as she could. Sawyer moved his hips against her, his control nearly gone. He could tell Mandy had never given a blowjob before, but hell, her sweet lips knew just what to do, and if he didn’t put a stop to it soon, he’d come down her throat. Mandy let him fuck her mouth, controlling his depth and speed, driving him crazy

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with lust and need. When she reached down and felt his balls, he grabbed her head and hissed through his teeth. “Stop! I want to come inside you.” Mandy flicked her tongue at the underside of the head and felt his balls draw up even more. She desperately wanted to taste him, but her yoni was drenched with her own need. She wanted his cock inside of her too. Moaning a little in disappointment, she slid his shaft out of her mouth. Before he could do anything, she climbed over the top of him, positioning her dripping yoni over his throbbing cock. Reaching down, she guided the head to her and rubbed it against her aching clit. Her body tightened, and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. Sawyer was holding on by the skin of his teeth. Feeling her wet lips against the head of his cock had him already feeling the fiery sensation that ran up his cock just before he came. “Put it in, honey. I need to be inside you before I explode!” His lust made Mandy’s burn hotter, and after only a couple more rubs against her clit, she eased his cock inside of her, feeling him stretch her beyond belief. She moaned in pleasure. As soon as he felt the heat, Sawyer lost all control. His fingers dug into Mandy’s hips and with a growl he pulled her down on him, at the same time lifting his own hips off the mattress and thrusting deep inside of her. Mandy screamed, all the heat in her body imploding at the single movement of his cock inside her.

She convulsed around him, her yoni clenching down so hard on

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cum deep inside Mandy’s shivering body. When she collapsed on his chest, he hugged her tight against him, feeling their pounding hearts beating as one. He kissed the salty tears of completion from her eyes, feeling his cock still semi erect inside of her. “Jesus, Mandy…” he said softly, not even realizing he was speaking out loud. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough of you.”

*****

When Mandy woke up the next morning, she knew immediately he was gone. When she ran her hand over his side of the bed, the sheets were already cold. Stretching, she smiled. Her body ached in ways that it never had before. She felt thoroughly and completely well fucked. Sighing, Mandy ran her hands down her body. She’d only been in a couple of relationships before, but she knew that what Sawyer and she had shared last night was something special. And his hands weren’t so bad either.

Giggling, Mandy turned over on her

stomach and her eyes widened. She squealed in delight. Lying on the pillow where his head had rested was the rose and a valentine’s candy that said… “BE MINE” Lifting it from the pillow, Mandy rolled over and held it against her breasts. Tears glistened in her eyes. “I’m all yours, Sawyer.” She smiled, already thinking to the time she’d see him next.

She’d expected him to call that night. He didn’t. She was only mildly concerned though.

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Mandy got no word from him. As the days went by, Mandy wavered between anger and hurt. What was going on? Finally, she’d called the store, thinking something must have happened, but when he came on the line, she’d hung up quickly. If he was there, he was okay. If he was okay, then the only reason he hadn’t contacted her was that… he didn’t want to. Mandy covered her face with her hands. All that stuff about her being the only one; she’d fallen for it hook, line and sinker. And after the debacle with Steven, what Sawyer had done was even worse. At least Steven had been honest… sort of. Tears blurred her eyes as she looked at the hot tub outside. They’d christened it all right. Christened it with lies and lust. Sawyer had gotten exactly what he wanted. A one night stand. He’d never intended anything more than that. The rose, the words and the candy were just props he used. Finally realizing what had happened, she laid her head down and cried. When Crikey came up and put a gentle paw on her pants leg, Mandy picked him up and, for once, the ferret allowed himself to be cuddled. At least he loved her. Later that afternoon, to add insult to injury, the invoice came for the hot tub. Mandy barely looked at it. She just wrote a check for the full amount and posted it that very day. The cover went back on the hot tub. The thought of using it made her stomach turn. The rest of the week crawled by. Mandy realized just how much she’d fallen for Sawyer when she couldn’t write anything, and even the act of cooking wasn’t as comforting as it had been. After spending the next two days staring at her computer screen, she finally realized that the splat her heart had made that day at the door was her

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falling in love with him. Mandy eyes filled with tears. She hadn’t been in love before, but she recognized the symptoms. She’d written about them often enough. It was just a hell of a lot easier to write about it, than to feel it yourself. Sighing, she turned off her laptop. No wonder her characters fought falling in love so hard. It hurt. A week later Sawyer pulled up in front of Mandy’s house. He stared at the house, noting her car out front. He curled his fingers around the steering wheel. He’d fought himself all week about coming back here. It wasn’t in his plan to get involved right now. When he’d left last Monday, he’d been bound and determined to walk away and forget all about her. But instead of being able to do that, he found himself thinking about her at work, at home, at the gym… everywhere. The memory of her was making him crazy. Once he’d seen a woman with long red hair and he’d gone so far as to chase after her, only to find out it wasn’t Mandy. And at work, there had been a phone call from an unknown woman. He’d raced to his desk and answered it, but she’d already hung up. He’d wanted it to be Mandy. Somehow, he’d thought if she’d have contacted him, then he would’ve had the excuse to see her again. But she didn’t. No phone call. No visit to the store. Nothing. Sawyer wasn’t surprised. Mandy was a proud woman. When she’d figured out that he wasn’t coming back, she’d feel rejected and would give him up for a loss, kind of like old Steven. That thought made Sawyer burn. He wasn’t anything like Steven. Groaning, he stopped himself and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. Yes, he was. He’d dumped her too, without even a goodbye. What was worse was that he’d left that stupid candy on her pillow, and then he didn’t even bother to call her. No he wasn’t like old Steven… he

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was ten times worse. There’d been something about her, even from the beginning, when she was covered in Smurf blue. He’d wanted to get closer to her. It wasn’t the sex, although that had been pretty damn good, if not the best he’d ever had. They’d spent a lot of time just talking while he’d hooked up the tub. She was smarter than he’d thought at first, and she made him laugh. Put all that together with the great sex, and … he couldn’t believe he’d been stupid enough to walk away from her. Now, after a week without her, he knew that whatever it was between them, he wanted… no needed …to explore it further. He might not be ready for a relationship yet, but it seemed there was a relationship ready for him. He glanced at the shadowed windows of the house –if he hadn’t blown it. Opening the door, he pulled on his coat. The February night air was nippy, a perfect night to sit in a hot tub. Sawyer’s cock stirred as he remembered the last time he’d been in Mandy’s tub. He wondered if he’d even make it in the door this time. Taking a deep breath, he walked up the steps and knocked. He waited, should’ve brought flowers? Nah… he’d left a rose behind the first time. Flowers might bring up bad memories. When there was still no answer after knocking a third time, Sawyer started around to the back. As he’d said, it was a good night for the hot tub. What he didn’t expect to see was Mandy perched on top of the cover of the tub, her arms wrapped around her knees as she stared out into the night. Moving slowly, he walked around to her right side and sat down next to her. She stiffened, but didn’t say a word.

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“I don’t guess you want to talk to me,” he said. After a long moment, she answered him. “Why would I? You didn’t want to talk to me.” Sawyer stuffed his hands in his coat pockets. She wasn’t in the mood to be touched. “I wish I knew what to say to you. To make up for what I did. All I can do is try to explain. Will you listen?” He saw Mandy’s lips tremble, and he almost panicked. If she cried… he was a goner. When she turned and looked at him, he drew in his breath at the pain he saw in her eyes. “Mandy…”

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“Is your Dad all right?” Sawyer stopped in surprise. How did she know about his old man? Then he remembered the phone call he’d gotten the night he was here. The thought went through him that he could use his father for an excuse. She’d probably buy it, and then he wouldn’t have all this uncomfortable explaining to do.

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But as quickly as the thought came, he tossed it out again. He didn’t know if there was anything left for him to salvage, but he’d do it with the truth… not a lie. “My dad’s fine. He’s not what kept me away. Not directly anyway.” “I see.” Mandy’s shoulders slumped, and Sawyer realized that she had been hoping it was something easily explained. “I didn’t know I could hurt you,” he said, quietly. Mandy closed her eyes, angry with herself that she’d shown him even that much. “That’s what happens when someone lies to me.” Sawyer frowned. “I didn’t lie to you. I should’ve called you, and I messed up big time, but I didn’t lie.” “Really?” Mandy pulled something from her pocket and tossed it at him. “Then what was this?” Catching it, Sawyer saw it was the candy he’d left behind. A little worse for wear, like she’d been carrying it around in her pocket. He swore under his breath as he got her meaning. By leaving the candy behind in the bed that they had shared, he’d made the statement, “BE MINE” a serious one. She was right. He had lied to her. “I’m sorry. I left this so you’d think about me. It was stupid.” Mandy wiped a tear that had trailed down her cheek. “You accomplished that. I thought of you. But not in the way you intended.” Her smile was forced. “They weren’t nice thoughts.” “I can imagine.” Sawyer wanted to take her in his arms so bad he was aching with it. “And I deserved them all.” He watched her shiver and thought again about the tub. “You’d be warmer inside this than outside.”

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Mandy wrinkled her nose. “I’ve lost my taste for it.” She turned her eyes back out over the river. “Maybe I’ll just sell it.” Sawyer swore at that. “Don’t be stupid. Don’t let what I did make you hate the tub. Enjoy the thing. That’s what it’s for.” “Fine.” Mandy slid off the top. “Help me with the cover. After you leave, I’ll call Steven. Maybe he can help me re- christen it!” The thought of Mandy in anyone else’s arms but his had Sawyer stopping cold. He felt down right possessive as he snarled at her. “I'm not helping you set it up for anyone else.” Mandy shrugged. Her eyes narrowed at him, and he saw what he’d missed. Her temper was definitely up. “My tub… my rules.” Sawyer started to grab her, but held off at the last minute. He brought his own temper back down with an effort. “You’re right. Your tub. Your rules. Your life.” He reached over and put his large hand over her smaller one. “I fucked up and I deserve anything you toss at me. All I’m asking is that you listen why.” Mandy’s lip trembled again and she slid her hand away. She climbed back up on the tub and wrapped her arms around herself again. She didn’t say a word, but Sawyer breathed a sigh of relief… she was listening. He’d thought a lot about things this last week, and so he thought he knew what to say to her, but now, all his speeches went out of his head. He took a deep breath. “I wasn’t ready for what I felt about you. It scared me.” Mandy frowned, but didn’t say anything, so he continued. “When I first saw you at the store, I wanted to meet you.”

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That had her head turning. “In the store? I never saw you.” “You were leaving when I got back from lunch. All I saw was your backside.” He smiled a little. “That was enough. I asked for this install.” Mandy didn’t know what to think. He’d wanted to meet her, but look at what had happened. “So you set me up from the beginning? You planned this?” Sawyer tried not to squirm. “It was supposed to be easy.” He rubbed his chin, feeling the bristles that he’d forgotten to shave. “You want the truth? I thought we could have a good time together. Have a few laughs, get a little drunk, and go to bed. Two adults enjoying each other. That was the plan.” Mandy closed her eyes. She’d asked for the truth, but it sounded so cold. Was that all that had happened between them? Sawyer saw her expression. Clenching his jaw, he put his hand on her chin and forced her to look at him. “That was the plan. But you screwed it up the minute I saw you, blue face and all. Oh, I still wanted to go to bed with you, but how you made me feel… that was unexpected.” He let go of her chin and brushed her hair back off her face. “I wanted to be with you. I enjoyed the time we spent together, both in and out of bed. You’re sweet and funny, and sexy. But you were messing up my plan.” “I couldn’t have messed it up too much. You walked away.” Sawyer stared out over the river. “I know I hurt you. I didn’t know until today that walking away would matter.” When she looked at him in disbelief, he shrugged in embarrassment. “I know. I was stupid. You weren’t a girl for one night stands. I just didn’t want to think that I could of hurt you so badly.” He took a deep breath, then

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confessed. “This week has been hell for me too. I thought I had to walk away, and then I spent all week thinking about you and hurting because I couldn’t have you.” “You still haven’t explained why.” Sawyer rubbed his eyes. “I told you that I wasn’t ready for how I felt about you. I have this plan. I’m not due for a serious relationship for another four years. I can’t afford the time.” Mandy couldn’t help it. She gaped at him in amazement. “You have it planned when you’re going to fall in love?” Sawyer felt his cheeks burn. Put like that, it did sound stupid. “It was my plan,” he said stubbornly. “And then along you come, this red headed whirlwind who doesn’t know one day from another, but whose kisses taste like sin. How can I plan anything with you around?” Mandy didn’t know whether to be amused or mad. “So this is my fault?” Sawyer swore ripely. “No, of course not. I’m trying to get you to understand the confusion I was feeling. Think of how you’d feel if everything you’d ever believed in changed overnight just because you met someone.” Mandy looked at him with serious green eyes. “I think I can understand that feeling.” Sawyer met her eyes with his, seeing something in hers that made his heart leap. “Yeah, I see you do. The difference is, you accepted it, but I fought against it. I have some… issues that might make a relationship difficult.” “What issues? I liked what I saw.” She frowned. “What you let me see.” Sawyer wanted again to just hold her. She was loving and beautiful, and… He

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shook his head. “I’ve some serious issues with my Dad. Not a lot of people know about them.” “Is your Dad sick?” Amazed, Sawyer looked at her. “How did you know that?” Mandy shrugged. “I heard it in your voice, the way you talked to him. What’s wrong with him?” Sawyer looked back out over the river. “He’s got Alzheimer’s.” Mandy sighed. “I’m sorry. How far along is it?” “He goes back and forth. Some days he’s completely lucid, others he’s back talking to my Mom, who’s been dead for years.” “Sawyer…” Mandy placed her hand in his, and he gladly took whatever comfort she’d give. “The other day, when he called… he was furious because he thought someone had gone through his office and stolen all his papers. The problem is he hasn’t had that office in over five years. He got away from the guy I hired to watch him. He does it all the time.” Mandy tried to understand. “So you think because you have this father who wanders, and you love him and want to take care of him…. that makes you a lousy candidate for a relationship?” Sawyer stared at her. She had a way of cutting through the bullshit. “What girl needs that?” “What girl needs a loving, caring man?” Mandy shook her head, amazed that he was so dense. “So you decided not to give anyone a choice. Is that it? You think you’re

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protecting me in some way?” “I thought I was protecting both of us. I didn’t want either of us to get hurt.” Mandy nodded and gently pulled her hand from his. Sawyer realized how much he’d missed her touch, now that it was taken from him. “I know I hurt you, and that the reasons for doing it were stupid. They made sense at the time, but I hate myself for what I put you through… for what I put us both through.” He stood and faced her. “I missed you this week more than I thought possible. I don’t know where we go from here, but I know I want to try. I don’t want to loose you.” Mandy looked at his handsome face for a long time. She did love him, but she refused to go into any relationship again, unless both were committed to making it work. Sighing, she shook her head. “You’re already seeing ways we’d fail. I can’t live like that. How I felt about you rocked my world. I wanted to share it, but you were too afraid. How do I know that you won’t do it to me again? Sawyer’s gut clenched as she turned him down.

“All I can say is I’d try. I’ve

never felt like this before. New plan, new rules. Give me a chance.” Mandy bit her lip. “I don’t know. I care about you… but…” “Then start with that. Think about it, okay? That’s all I’ll ask right now.” He bent and kissed her wet lashes. “Please don’t give up on me yet. I want to try and do this with you. The whole relationship thing.” Mandy looked up at him, loving him so much, but afraid just the same. “I’ll think about it.”

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she’d seen he wanted more, in his eyes. She thought about what he’d said to her, over the next few days. He’d told her that he’d wait for her call, and she walked to the phone a dozen times that first day to let him know how she felt, but the same thing always stopped her. She didn’t care about his father’s problem or that he might have to deal with it at inopportune times. What had bothered her was that he wanted to limit the areas of his life that she could be a part of. Mandy wanted all of Sawyer, and she wanted a man who wanted all of her. Several days had passed. Mandy missed being with Sawyer so much that it was a physical pain, but the limitations she felt still scared her. Finally, she decided that she loved him enough to sit down and tell him it was all or nothing. She was just heading for the phone when the doorbell rang. Hope sprang up inside her and she ran to the door, but her heart dropped when she saw that it was only the salesman from the hot tub store. “Ms. Hinshaw?” Mandy controlled her disappointment with an effort. “Yes?” “I have this check for you.” Mandy frowned. “A check?” “Yeah, Sawyer said to cut you a check. He said that you’d overpaid.” Jimmy grinned at her. “Said you’d already given him what was needed.” Confused, Mandy opened the envelope. The color drained from her face when she saw what the check was for. Her head snapped up and she pinned Jimmy with hot green eyes. “Sawyer told you to bring this to me?” Jimmy stepped back. He knew a furious woman when he saw one. He watched

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as she crumpled the check in her fist. “If it’s not enough…” “Get out…” Mandy said, between clenched teeth. She was close to bashing his head in with the shoe scraper on the porch. “Ms. Hinshaw…” Mandy’s eyes flared. “OUT!” Intelligent boy that he was… Jimmy ran. Slamming the door behind her, Mandy paced over to the phone. He’d dared do that to her? How could he? She smoothed out the check. It was made for the entire amount. “If not with money, then how did I pay you Sawyer? Did you take it out in trade? Did I suddenly become your whore?” She snarled and slammed the phone back down. She’d have this out with him in person. So much for him wanting an open honest relationship. She’d give him a relationship… one that he would never forget!

Chapter 8

“And this model has a built in fridge for wine or your favorite snack.” Sawyer

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bent and showed the middle-aged couple the extras on the Model #4000. “It’s one of our best sellers.” “I don’t know…” the woman bit her lip in consternation. “We are just looking, really.” It was all Sawyer could do not to roll his eyes. He’d been in the business for almost ten years, ever since he’d started to come to work with his dad when he was sixteen. They’d buy something… eventually. He just didn’t have the patience to sell to them. That had been in short supply since his conversation with Mandy the other night. Every time the phone rang, he thought it was her. When it wasn’t, his patience level dropped a little further. He heard the jingle of the bell at the door, and turning, saw Jimmy come in, throw him a terrified look, and then head to the back counter. He frowned, wondering what would make Jimmy look so scared. He got his answer when the door crashed open, and the bell rang once before being crushed into silence. Mandy came stomping in, and by the furious look on her face… he knew why Jimmy was frightened. Sawyer looked his fill as she searched the room for him. She was wearing a short denim skirt that showed off her long legs in dark tights, and a big necked sweater in a pale pink that made her auburn hair look even more like burnished fire. A denim jacket and hat completed the outfit. Sawyer’s mouth watered and he felt every minute of all the long nights he’d been without her. He didn’t care she was mad; she was here. When she caught sight of him she made her way straight to him, sparks snapping in her green eyes.

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“Hi honey,” Sawyer tried to head off the attack. “I’ll be right with you. Let me finish up here.” “Oh, I’ll finish you… all right,” Mandy gritted out. Making a fist, she punched him straight in the face, ignoring the gasp of the waiting couple. Sawyer saw stars. She had a hell of a right for a girl. His head snapped back around and he glared at her as he rubbed his jaw. She was hopping up and down, shaking her hand in pain. “What the hell was that for?” “You jerk! You bastard! You…” Mandy ran out of names to call him. “You delivery guy!” Sawyer’s eyes narrowed, as he rotated his jaw carefully. “You’ll have to be more specific.” Mandy pulled the check from her pocket. “You think that you can write me a check and everything will be okay?” She crumpled up the check and tossed it at him. “So now I didn’t pay for the tub. What do you think you’re going to? Take it out in trade?” She gave him a hard shove in the chest. “Oh that’s right… you already did!” Sawyer stared at her. “What the hell are you talking about?” Growling with rage, Mandy took another swing at him, but this one Sawyer ducked. “I’m talking about you sending your little minion to my house to return my money!

What did you think? That I’d feel like I owed you and let you back into my

bed? You’d already made me a one night stand, were you trying to turn me into a whore too?” Mandy put her hands on her hips, angry tears in her eyes. “Maybe I should look into it. If you think one night with me is worth that much, who knows what else I can

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get.” She tossed her head and looked at the couple that was watching in fascinated silence. “What do you think, mister? What would you give for a night with me? Your Rolex? How about a new Porsche?” “God damn it, Mandy… That’s enough!” But Mandy was nowhere near to being finished “And I thought I was in love with you. I’m such a fool.” She turned back to the couple. “Take your money and run. You don’t want to buy anything from these people.” She sniffed and glared at Sawyer, who was getting angry now, as well. “Their materials are shoddy, the delivery men are rude, and the customer service?

Well, that’s the worst. They have no idea what they’re

doing!” “All right…” Sawyer snarled, loosing his own temper when she criticized his… service. “That’s it.” He grabbed Mandy by the arm, and then grunted when she put her fist in his stomach. “I said… enough!” Dodging another fist, Sawyer picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. He looked at the wide-eyed couple he’d been waiting on, and ignored the flailing arms and legs of the woman he was holding. “Excuse me a moment,” he said with a shark like smile. “Jimmy will help you with anything else you need. Please… take ten percent off whatever you decide on for your trouble.” He turned and motioned Jimmy over, then started toward the office in the back. Mandy was humiliated now, and even more furious. She beat on Sawyer’s back, wriggling frantically. When the pounding didn’t help, she bent over and bit him on the arm.

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“Fuck!” Sawyer swore and gave her a smack on her backside. “Knock it off.” She ignored him and bit him again. He gave her another hard spank as he walked into the office, slamming the door behind him. On the sales floor everyone stood frozen until Jimmy cleared his throat. He smiled at the awed couple. “Ummm, that’s his new girlfriend. Just a misunderstanding.” A crash was heard, and the office door shook. Jimmy gulped, pretending not to hear. There was another crash, and then a large thumping sound. Then… silence. Jimmy cleared his throat again. “They met when he installed her hot tub. Instant attraction. Fell in love immediately.” The man just opened and closed his mouth. He looked like he was still trying to decide what he’d have given Mandy for a night of her time. The woman was staring at the door in speculation. She looked at Jimmy. “She bought a hot tub?” Jimmy jumped on the glimmer of interest he heard in her voice. Maybe he wouldn’t loose the sale after all. “Yes ma’am. She bought a model #3000. Very cozy.” The woman smiled and looked lustfully at her husband.

“That sounds just

perfect… doesn’t it Stan?” The husband wiped his forehead with a handkerchief. “When can we have it delivered?” The woman looked back at the door. “And can he be the installer?”

*****

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Inside the office, Sawyer dumped Mandy by the desk, and then locked the door and closed the shades. If they were going to fight, he’d have privacy. Not that it mattered now.

Mandy had already told everyone in the store, everything. She was something

when she was in a temper. “Won’t the boss mind you using his office?” Sawyer’s head snapped around at Mandy’s frosty words. “No, the boss won’t mind.” He took a step toward her. “Mandy…” “Then I hope he won’t mind this.” Mandy picked up the pen set on the desk and threw it at Sawyer’s head. With a curse, he ducked and it hit the door instead. “Damn it Mandy… we need to talk about this.” He ducked and another missile, this time a picture, went crashing against the wall. “I don’t have anything to say to you,” Mandy huffed. She picked up a letter opener and weighed it in her hand. Sawyer’s eyebrows rose into his hairline. She had too good an aim to be messing with sharp objects. Lunging forward, he crowded her against the desk, and snatched the letter opener from her hand. “Let me go.” Mandy wriggled against him, and she lifted her fist for another sock in the jaw. “Oh no you don’t.” Sawyer grabbed both her hands and held them behind her. “And no biting,” he snarled, as Mandy leaned forward, her mouth open. Thwarted for the moment, Mandy just pouted, her green eyes glaring at him. Sawyer couldn’t help but feel the softness of her body pressed against his. It had been so long since he’d touched her.

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predictable effect on his own body, and when her eyes narrowed at him, Sawyer knew she felt it too. “Get off me…” Sawyer shook his head. “Uh-uh. Now…” he said, hoping to forestall any other attacks. “Can we talk like two adults, or do you want to go to the playground and have it out?” It was all Mandy could do not to stick her tongue out at him. She pressed her lips together and refused to say a word. Sawyer sighed, and holding her tight, took a closer look at the check she’d thrown in his face. When he saw what it was, he swore again. “Damn it. This isn’t what I asked him to do.” “You didn’t ask him to try and buy me off?” Her snide tone told him she’d thought just that. Sawyer gave her a little shake that dislodged her hat, tumbling her hair down around her shoulders. “Don’t be stupid. When Maggie filled out the invoice, she filled it out for two days of install. You should’ve been charged for only one. Jimmy was supposed to figure the difference and make up the check accordingly.” Mandy stared at him, her eyes still glinting with temper. “But you did two days of work.” Sawyer felt his neck get red. “Yeah, but I could’ve done it in one.” Not being able to help himself, he bent and nuzzled her neck. “I just told you two, so I could spend more time with you.” Mandy felt herself soften as her temper drained away. “Really?”

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“Really.” Feeling her relax, Sawyer took a chance and kissed the tip of her nose. “I would’ve brought the check myself, but I didn’t want you to think I was pushing. If I had, this wouldn’t have happened.” He frowned and gave her another shake. “Why would you think I’d do that to you?” “I didn’t know what else to think. Jimmy said you didn’t need my money because I’d already paid you.” Sawyer thought of several painful ways for Jimmy to die. “God, I’m sorry. Do you want me to kill him for you?” Mandy giggled. “No… I think I scared him enough all ready. She peeked up at him. “I’m sorry for hitting you.” Sawyer let go of her hands, relieved that she went out of a temper as quickly as she went into one. “I do think we need to talk about what you said.” Mandy pouted and ran her freed hands over his chest, opening a couple of buttons on his shirt. “I shouldn’t have told that couple to go somewhere else.” Sawyer shrugged. “I don’t care about that.” Mandy frowned, as she slipped her hands inside his shirt. “Well, I’m sorry that I offered myself to that old guy.” Sawyer’s eyes narrowed. “You’re right, that you shouldn’t have done, but it’s still not what I meant.” “Then what?” Mandy asked, exasperated. “What do we need to talk about?” Sawyer leaned down, so that his lips hovered just above hers. “I’m talking about the part, where the woman that I’m falling in love with announces to the world that she loves me too.”

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Mandy stilled and she began to tremble at the look on Sawyer’s face. She searched his eyes for the truth. “Falling in love with?” “Yep.” Sawyer bussed his mouth over hers, sending sparklers shooting through her body.

“So hard and fast, I didn’t even know what I was feeling until I thought I’d

lost you.” Mandy’s eyes filled with tears. “Are you sure?” Sawyer kissed her then, long and hard. “Oh yeah. I may have never been in love before, but I love you Mandy. I would’ve told you the other night, but I still hadn’t figured it out.” Mandy threw herself into his arms. “I love you too.” She raised her head and their lips met in a passionate kiss. Sawyer took immediate control, slanting his lips over hers and sucking her tongue into his mouth. When she moaned, he suddenly knew that there was no way he was going to stop now. It had been too long. Thank god, he’d locked the door. Reaching back, he raked his arm over the desk, sending everything crashing to the floor. Then he lifted Mandy and laid her down on the desktop. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” Mandy gasped as she felt him pushing up her skirt. “What would your boss say?” Sawyer chuckled. “Considering the fact that it’s the boss who’s going to be fucking you in just a few seconds… I don’t think it’s a problem.” Mandy stared up at him. “You’re the owner?” Sawyer ran his hand up her warm thigh. “Sawyer Hedon, at your service.” He groaned as he pulled the skirt up around her hips and saw that the tights were thigh high

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nylons. “Jesus, Mandy. You’re not wearing any panties.” He ran his fingers through her red curls to her wet heat. “In this short skirt?” Mandy moaned and moved against his hand. “I don’t like ‘em. And I didn’t expect someone to toss me on their shoulder when I dressed this morning.” Sawyer’s cock got even harder as he thought about Mandy’s ass being shown to everyone in the store. “God… you’re gonna kill me.” Sawyer got his pants undone in record time. “I’ve got to be inside of you.” Mandy shifted her legs when he kneed them apart, gasping when Sawyer rubbed the head of his cock against her until it was wet with her juices. She looked up at him, and for the first time saw love mixed with the lust in his hazel eyes. He grabbed her ass and drove into her, burying himself to the hilt. They both groaned in pleasure at the feeling of their bodies finally united as one. Sawyer bent and kissed Mandy, his tongue diving deep into her mouth. “I love you Mandy… God, I love you.” “Sawyer…” she murmured as she ran her fingers through his hair. “Show me. Please, show me.” He groaned, and his mouth came down on hers in a hard deep kiss. His body began to move on hers, his throbbing cock moving in and out of her hot, wet yoni. Mandy wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him even closer to her, so she could feel the shaft of his cock rubbing against her clit. The sensations were so wonderful, she cried out in his mouth, and her response made his cock go even harder. Sawyer reached down between their bodies and ran his fingers over her swollen clit. When he gave it a gentle pinch, rubbing it between his fingers, Mandy came apart around him. He covered her scream with his kiss, and then holding her tight against him,

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he started pounding into her, driving her back into the desktop. He felt his balls tighten as Mandy came a second time, and he came in her so hard his legs almost gave out. When he’d finally recovered, Sawyer levered himself up on his elbows and looked down at Mandy. She had a “cat’s got the cream” expression on her face. When she opened her eyes and looked at him, Sawyer almost went to his knees at the love he saw in her eyes. He shook his head, marveling at them both. “How can we feel this way? It happened so fast.” Mandy smiled and ran her hair through the tousled strands of his hair. “You can’t plan love. It just happens.” Gathering her against him, Sawyer kissed her reddened lips. “Then, here’s the new plan.” When Mandy raised an eyebrow at him, he grinned. “I plan to explore this love thing we seem to have between us. And that means a lot of research.” Mandy’s eyes began to dance. “Research, huh?” “Yep. And that means we’ll have to spend a great deal of time together.” “Is that so?” Sawyer nodded, gravely. “And you know what that means?” “I better take the cover off the hot tub?” Laughing, Sawyer covered her grinning mouth with his. “Exactly!”

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Epilogue (Exactly 1 year and 2 weeks later)

“Sawyer… I’m tired. Can’t we stop now?” “Just a little longer, honey. “I’m almost done.” “That’s what you always say. I’m the one that has to lay here.” “You could participate a little. Maybe you’d enjoy it.” “I doubt it. I really don’t like doing this any more.” “What are you talking about? We’re perfect together.” Mandy looked up at him from where she was sprawled out along the side of a model #3000 and narrowed her eyes. “You just like taking pictures of me.” Sawyer moved around the hot tub to get a better view. “Have you looked in a mirror? Of course I do.”

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“Why do I have to do this?” “It’s your turn,” Sawyer answered, as he moved her arm back just enough so her breasts poked out a little more. “I had to do it last year.”

After the episode in the store with the couple buying the hot tub to spice up their own love life, Jimmy had made the off-handed comment that telling people about Sawyer and Mandy might sell more products. Mandy had thought that the idea was great, and she set out a marketing plan that centered on Sawyer as the main attraction. Soon everyone knew that a hot tub was a great way to attract the opposite sex. Although he’d originally hated the idea, Sawyer had to admit that it had made them a lot of money in the past year. So much that the model #3000 had been renamed, Mandy’s Model, after they had sold over 1000 of them in the period of a year. “I don’t know why you’re complaining. I had to pose naked inside one of these things.” He was still embarrassed about that, even though the water hid most of the good parts. They’d taken the pictures at Mandy’s, just after Sawyer had moved in with her, two weeks after their office love making. He hadn’t wanted to be without her. Mandy shook her head, and then grinned up at him. “Why do you think we sold so many? You’re every woman’s dream. A hot hunk in a hot tub.” She ran her hand over the front of his jeans, hearing his breath hiss in. “And you weren’t naked… you had on your tool belt.” Sawyer looked down at his wife of two weeks. They’d gotten married just as they’d planned… on Valentine’s Day. What could’ve been more appropriate? His Dad had come, and seemed to like and remember Mandy. She liked him too. They had a lot

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in common, she’d told Sawyer. They were both easily distracted and forgot things. He bent and kissed the tops of her breasts. “And you have a bikini on. So we’re even. Last year we went after the desperate housewife market… this year we’ll target the upwardly mobile bachelor.” He leered at Mandy. “And when they look at you, parts of them will definitely be “upwardly mobile.” He snickered. “You’ll be every guy’s wet dream.” Mandy blushed all the way down to her skimpy bikini. Even though she was tanned from their honeymoon in Hawaii, she still colored easily. “Sawyer!” Her husband chuckled and abandoning his camera, pulled her to him. He wanted her as much now, as he had a year ago. “I don’t mind others looking at you. I know you’re mine.” Mandy thought back about the women who had come into the store when the first commercial with a half naked Sawyer, had aired, she hadn’t worried about him. But the women… She grinned, wondering if he knew what he was in for. She shifted so her arms reached around his neck. “And you belong to me.” She wriggled against him and kissed the hollow of his throat. Sawyer’s eyes flared as she rubbed her breasts against him. Reaching back, he undid her bikini top, letting it fall. Mandy moaned as his fingers caressed her naked nipples. “What if someone comes in?” Sawyer looked around the empty sales floor. Everyone had gone home, the doors were locked and shades drawn. “It’s safe.” He pulled her to the floor next to the tub. “I want you right now.”

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Mandy smiled and helped him undo his jeans. His mouth covered hers as she murmured. “You always could sell me anything.”

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