Colonial Offer (The Sampson Series Book 1)

by Lane,Lena

  For a time, she avoided eye contact, but she couldn’t escape it much longer. Finally looking at him, she saw just a hint of a smirk on his face and that his blue eyes danced with humor and hunger. He was enjoying this, she noticed. Looking away from him, Sarah crossed her arms and gulped.

  “C’mon,” Scott said again. “The house has an open floor plan, as you can see.” She blinked up at him as he walked toward the kitchen area, then leered again at his tight ass. “Granite countertop, of course, and stainless steel appliances.” He spun by the sink. “The lot is just under forty-five thousand square feet, which is a great size for the neighborhood.”

  Real estate talk. It was what she was familiar with, and it gave her a sense of comfort. Forgetting her embarrassment, and that she almost naked, she listened to the details he related. Okay, she didn’t really forget, she just forced herself to focus on the house instead of the delicious man walking around in his underwear. When he beckoned her closer to look at the view from the sink, she didn’t think twice.

  “The property line is by those trees there.” He pointed and she nodded, acknowledging that she saw it. “The deck leads down to the in-ground, salt pool.”

  “Salt? Nice.” She smiled with appreciation. Focus on the house. Focus on the house.

  “Yup.” He smiled back. “There’s a better view from upstairs.”

  He placed his hand on her lower back, using a gentle nudge to lead her to the stairs. At the touch of his hand directly on her skin, she broke out in goose-bumps, reminding her that this sexy man was near naked, as was she. Focus!

  “There are five bedrooms total, the master having its own suite, of course.” They reached the stairs. With a sweep of his hand, he said, “After you.”

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Masterful Laundry

  Scott watched this beautiful woman blink up at him, long lashes sweeping over deep, brown eyes, with an innocence that was driving him nearly mad. Really, he should be ashamed of himself, playing with her as he was, but she was just too delicious to let go without a nibble. Or a lick. His cock twitched at the thought.

  Sarah was hesitating, probably knowing he would stare at her delectable ass the entire time she climbed the stairs. If he was going to peel those pink panties off of her, he would have to put her at ease. So he would play her game, give her what she needed.

  He took the first step and held his hand out to her. She smiled in relief. Sarah accepted his offering and stepped up beside him. Unbeknownst to her, he took a quick look at her exquisite chest and imagined that with her pale skin, her nipples would probably be a pale rose. His mouth watered at the idea of tasting them. His cock twitched again, pushing at the fabric of his underwear.

  “We’ll start on this end,” Scott said, leading her toward the room farthest from the master. “Each bedroom shares a Jack-and-Jill bath, but they’re quite large, with a separate enclosure for the toilet.” Again, he placed his hand on her lower back, noticing that she didn’t react this time. He smiled to himself. It’s working. “And to keep everyone happy, the bedrooms are all the same size.” She looked up at him with a grin. “Yup, no fighting.”

  “That’s fantastic.” She went in first, looking at the ceiling before heading for the closet. The bedrooms were all decorated in pale, neutral colors, and all had beds and dressers. She looked around, taking in all the details. “Whoever staged the property did a fantastic job. Simplistic yet very efficient. And the color choices are perfect.” She looked at him, very pleased. “This will be an easy sell for you.”

  “Thank you,” he said, genuinely appreciative. “My sister did the staging, all of it—furniture, color choices, everything.” Trying to see the room from Sarah’s point of view, he looked at it again with fresh eyes and nodded in agreement. “Kid has good taste.”

  They headed for the connecting bathroom and again, she took in all the details. “Your sister?” Sarah asked while opening the closet to see how deep it went.

  Scott looked at her round ass and hips. He couldn’t wait to pound into her. “Yup, my sister is also an agent out of our office. My father and brother built the house with her input.” She spun around and his gaze rose immediately to her face.

  Damn, she’s beautiful. Her dark hair was drying into soft waves that fell over her bountiful breasts. And he loved her brown eyes, so deep, dark, and full of innocence. But most of all, he couldn’t wait to taste those full, luscious lips.

  “Yes, family business. I remember,” she said smiling at him before turning to leave the bathroom through the other connecting door. “What’s it like, working with family?” Sarah called back.

  He groaned aloud and she laughed. “I love them best when I’m out, alone.” He needed to spin this conversation in a new direction. They were very close to the master bedroom and that’s where he planned on enticing her into a little bit of bliss. Maybe against the wall with her legs wrapped around his waist. Or maybe he’d use that lacy bra to tie her hands to the four-poster bed and then taste her. “The laundry room is to your left,” he said as they moved into the upstairs hallway.

  “Laundry room on the second floor,” she said in awe, entering the alcove. “Another fantastic selling feature.” She turned and nodded her approval at the setup. The room had plenty of space for the machines and even had a granite counter with a small sink.

  He placed his hands on either side of the doorway, using his height to loom over her. “If you’re going to do it, do it right.” She turned to face him and jumped a bit, shocked at his nearness. Again, she blinked repeatedly. Scott wondered if that was a tell that she was nervous.

  “Should…” Sarah swallowed and tried again. “Should we look at the master?” Her gaze dropped to his lips and he watched as she licked hers. She wanted a kiss. He wanted to give it to her. He should give it to her.

  Leisurely, he stepped into the small laundry room, knowing that his physical stature was daunting to her. I’m such a cad. As he’d expected, she took a step back. He followed, but just a single step. “I’m going to kiss you, Sarah.” That took her by surprise and her big brown eyes grew wide. She gasped and swallowed before taking a deep breath. He smiled inwardly as she gathered herself.

  Total scoundrel that he was, he took the advantage and moved in. Another step and his lips were on hers. He kissed her, tasted her, tugged at her lips with his own. Unexpectedly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on and pulling him closer. He caressed the skin at her waist before running his hands over her bare back. Cupping her ass and pulling her even closer, he ground into her. There was no doubt she could feel his erection, and he hoped it drove her as crazy as she was driving him. He hated the bit of pink fabric, so he moved it aside to feel the flesh of her ass, so silky smooth.

  Scott moved to her neck and heard her gasp for breath before she moaned. He loved it. It drove his excitement, pushed his hunger. She might be shy but she wanted him. His hand traced the line of her bra from back to front and he pulled away just far enough to watch his hand cup that beautiful breast. With a finger, he traced the lace across the top and watched her nipples harden and poke against the fabric. Gently, he kissed the mound he was holding.

  To his astonishment, she pulled his head closer, running her fingers through his hair. Breathless, she moaned, “Take it off!” Her head was tilted back, giving him full access.

  “Whatever you want, honey.” Skillfully, he unsnapped the back of the bra and pulled it off of her, letting it fall to the floor. Dark nipples puckered at him, far darker than he’d expected. It was his turn to groan. He forced himself to slow down before he bit her. He wanted her, he wanted her now. But not here.

  He scooped her up, and she automatically wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips, holding on tightly. Scott rubbed his erection against her core, appreciating her answering moan. It would be so easy, so easy to just put her ass on the counter, push her little panties aside, and slide right into her. Instead, he carried her to the master bedroom where he
laid her on the king-size bed, keeping her spread open by lying atop her. There, he assaulted her senses and didn’t let up. He didn’t want her to think, he wanted her to feel.

  Taut nipples rose up, begging him for a kiss and a nibble. He’d get to them but first, he kissed her lips, tugged at them, swept her mouth with his tongue. Then he moved to her neck, all the while caressing her skin, from ribs to hip to thigh. Sarah lifted her chin to give him better access, moaning and gasping for breath. He shifted to her breasts, rubbing her nipples with his lips, a touch so light it was a tease. She groaned with impatience before gripping his head and forcing him down to her again. “More!” The word was a demand and he grinned.

  As she requested, he sucked at her stiff nipple, tugged at it, scrapped it with his teeth and wondered how much more he’d be able to take himself. His body was throbbing, demanding release. Scott moved to her other nipple, again stroking her skin from hip to thigh and, then, in between. “Ah…” It was a sigh of pleasure as he felt how soaked her panties had become.

  Nimble fingers snuck around the damp fabric to spread her slick lips apart. For this, he leaned back and watched her face. He wanted to see her pleasure, to savor her passion, because it fueled his own. And Sarah did not disappoint. Brown eyes opened wide for a moment, locking eyes with his before glazing over, heavy with desire. As he slid a finger inside, she moaned with need and spread her legs wider, giving him what he wanted. He slid another in and stretched her body. Her wetness covered his fingers.

  Scott couldn’t resist the need building inside him anymore, didn’t want to. He didn’t bother to take this boxer briefs off, he just pulled his cock through their front flap and reached for the condom he’d put on the bedside table earlier. A moment later, he was holding the panties aside and sliding home. They both groaned. He felt her body clench around him and closed his eyes as sensation washed over him. He didn’t want to move, but his body demanded it. He slid out to the tip, his body hard and tense, then slammed into her.

  Sarah looked at him with dark eyes and heavy lids. “Yes… Fuck, yes!” She arched her body and scratched his back, urging him on. Her soft moans drove him. He responded by increasing the tempo. Hard and deep, he pounded into her until he felt her body spasm around him. “Holy fuck, yes! Yes, yes, yes!” The words became a hiss as she gripped him, arching her body and holding him tight. She climaxed, her muscles throbbing around him.

  Now, it was his turn. In a frenzy, he slammed into her until his body exploded, sending him into a climax so strong, it bordered on bliss. Well, that’s a first. Sated, he rolled off of her and laid on his back, releasing a deep sigh.

  Scott looked over at Sarah. She was also lying on her back, her arm flung across her forehead with eyes half covered, a hint of a satisfied smile on her lips. Relaxing, he smiled, too.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Delicious Afterglow

  Sarah couldn’t look at him. Oh, my God, what have I done?! She shut off the reasonable part of her mind, the one that wanted to review the many ways this could go wrong, and focused on how satisfied she felt. Her body was still tingling from the most intense orgasm she’d ever had, and her nipples ached from the scraping and nibbling. It was total deliciousness.

  Considering her lack of experience in this regard, she had no idea what to say to Scott. Never in her life had she’d ever had a one night stand. Had someone told her this morning that she’d end up sleeping with a man she’d just met that week, she would have laughed in their face. That’s not the type of person she was. That’d never happen, she would have said. Only, it had happened. What the hell does a person say after having the best sex of her life when she knew so little about the person she’d just had sex with? She didn’t know. Sarah decided to follow his lead. She lay there and waited.

  Thirty seconds later, she felt him move. “The rain has stopped.”

  Sarah hadn’t noticed, but she did now. So, protocol is to ignore the sex altogether and focus on facts. She could do that. “So it has.”

  “Shall we head back downstairs?” His voice was gentle.

  She finally braved a look at him. He was lying on his side, resting his head on the heel of his palm. This gorgeous man was smiling at her, blue eyes warm, full lips lifted at the corners. “Sure.” He stood, and for a moment, she lost her train of thought as she stared at the blond god standing before her, the rippling muscles on his back, the firm butt, the fantastic legs. Next time, I should ride him. Wait, what? Focus! She stood and looked down to hide her blush, she couldn’t help it. “Um, do you have another comforter?” It was marred by wrinkles and sweat—the tell-tale signs of sex—and she needed to remove the evidence.

  What reaction she’d expected from him, she didn’t know, but it wasn’t the smug look of pride. His grin grew and he shrugged. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll make sure it’s changed before Saturday.”

  Oh, my God, I have to see him Saturday! How does one behave after sleeping with a guy when she needs to see him again in a week? Just relax, it was nothing. Everything is fine. He doesn’t seem bothered by it, does he?

  What did it matter? It was done. And if she were truthful with herself, she’d probably do it again in a heartbeat. That man had some serious skill. Her core was still tingling, delicious aftershocks of pleasure still rippling through her body. Whether this would come back to haunt her was still to be seen but, right now, life was… scrumptious.

  Deciding to move on, she scanned the area for her bra. He must’ve known what she was looking for because he left the room, returning a second later with it. “Thank you.” She turned her back to him to put it on. When she faced him again, he was waiting by the door.

  “After you,” he said.

  Sarah led the way back to the living room, sensing Scott’s presence behind her the entire way. She grabbed her clothes, now thankfully dry, and put them on quickly. When she was finished, she was happy to notice he was fully dressed, too, even putting on his jacket. “Thank you for showing me around and see you Saturday.” Normally, she’d shake the other agent’s hand, but she didn’t know if that would be appropriate this time.

  Scott walked over to her and looked into her eyes. “I’m looking forward to that, Sarah.”

  He kissed her. Not just a peck but a full blown kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth as his hands tugged at her hips, pulling her closer. Her nipples perked up again, her insides clenched. By the time he was through, she felt so weak, she found herself gripping his jacket for support. “Holy wow,” she whispered into his chest and felt his rumble of laughter in response. Perhaps he had enjoyed himself as much as she had, because that kiss echoed what had just happened upstairs. And there was no doubt that he wanted her again; the proof was rubbing against her belly. Reluctantly, she whispered, “I gotta go.”

  She spun around and headed for the foyer where she grabbed her shoes and put them on quickly. Sarah knew he was following her, but she refused to make eye contact with him again. She still wasn’t sure how to behave, but more importantly, if she did meet his eye, she might just throw him onto the couch and ride him before she left. Still, she didn’t think he’d mind.

  “Have a great day, Sarah.” Scott opened the front door for her.

  Just outside, she paused to look at the wet lawn. For a moment, she didn’t know whether to be thankful for it or not. Had it not poured as it had, she would have not entered the house drenched by the rain, and as a result, been stripped of her clothing, and brought to a bedroom to have the best sex she’d ever had in her twenty-six years of life. She swallowed. Who was she kidding? She’d never look at pouring rain the same way again. She left with a grin.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Date Call

  “You slut!” Despite the insult, Jackie’s voice expressed nothing but happiness and joy.

  Sarah’s roommate and best friend since childhood knew her best and had been telling Sarah to get laid for months. But Sarah’s shy nature made it challenging to follow Jackie’s advice, even if took a hike to
day. She shook her head at the memory of what she’d just done with Scott.

  “I don’t know if I should be pissed that you told me over the phone or happy that you didn’t wait to tell me until later.” Jackie’s said, her voice resonating through the speakers of Sarah’s car as she drove back to her office. “I want to see your face. Are you glowing? I bet you’re glowing. I want all the details. Now.”

  “Jackie…” Sarah started, then paused. “There are no words for what just happened. He is…” Again, Sarah hesitated. How could she verbalize how amazing he was? How beautiful she felt with him? How her body reacted to his? It was unheard of, in Sarah’s experience.

  “Holy wow,” Jackie said, awestruck, “he must have been something else. I’ve never heard you like this. When are you going to see him next?”

  At that question, Sarah’s heart skipped a beat. “Saturday.” Her stomach turned in expectation. She couldn’t wait. Their next meeting was only a week away, but she wanted it to be tomorrow. Hell, she wanted to see him today. Now.

  “I’m coming with you,” Jackie said quickly, eagerness coloring her words. “I need to meet this guy.”

  “You are not,” Sarah said quickly. “This is a professional appoint—” Her words were interrupted by a ding through the speakers and the vibration of her phone. “Hey, I’ll talk to you tonight. I have an incoming call.”

  “Saved by the ring.” Jackie said, humorlessly. “Details. Tonight. All of them.”

  Sarah didn’t respond. She took a quick peek at the caller ID and answered the phone via her steering wheel. “Hi, Dave, what good news do you have for me?” Finally, something to distract her from earlier events.