Drunk Girl's Fantasies Bundle: 3 Short Story Collection (Restless, Reckless & Rowdy) (The Intoxicating Trio)

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    He doesn’t waste any time, he prowls, sits down near my leg and pushes me over until he can scoot back against the back and pulls me into his lap in well-orchestrated movements, like he’s done this a million times and wraps his arms around me.  “No sense in wasting any more time, sweetheart.”
    My body freezes and an excited buzz runs up my back at the feel of his hardness against my softness.  I stay silent, stiff in his arms waiting to see what he does next.  I don’t want him to realize that I’m about to lose control and jump his bones.  I really don’t.  It will make me appear weak, and I definitely can’t show weakness to Jake.  He’ll pounce on that like a woman on a diet on a giant piece of chocolate.  Can’t happen.  Won’t let it. 
    Jake’s arm snakes even further around my waist and pulls me back even tighter against his body.  I move cautiously trying to extricate myself from his arms but they just get tighter which I’m not even for sure how that’s even possible.  I can barely breathe as it is now. 
    “Sit still and enjoy, Georgie.”  He buries his face in the crook of my neck.  “Come on, Georgie, can’t I sit here and just take it all in for a minute?”
    I don’t know what he means, so it freaks me out so I struggle even more, but only manage to lodge myself deeper into his intriguing nooks and crannies.  “Jake, please.”  Why does my voice have to sound desperate and breathy? 
    “Please what?” He leans in and nuzzles my neck and I jerk at the touch of his lips behind my ears knowing with one hundred percent accuracy that had I been standing, I would have fallen to the ground in a giant heap. 
    “You’re not being very nice.”  I purse my lips in annoyance sitting stiff as a board; my hipbone presses hard into his thigh which I know has to be very uncomfortable for him.  Of course he’s got hard things pressing into me, and I’m not complaining.
    His eyes fall to my lips again.  “Maybe I’m not in a very nice mood.”
    “Go to hell.”  He just grins, which only manages to piss me off at a higher level and why at this time do I have to find a man who is extremely observant?  What a bunch of shit.
    “What were you doing at the race track, sweetheart?”
    “Nothing.”  I let out a heavy sigh which is a total accident.
    His arm tenses.  “Bullshit.”  His gaze drops to my mouth and I can’t help but smile which irritates me and my body stiffens. 
    “I was visiting my dad.”  Lie.  Lie.  Lie.   My nose should be a mile long by now.
    “Right,” he scoffs, the corners of his lips turn up.  “Dressed like a million bucks?”
    “It was just a dress and high heel shoes.” 
    “It was a fuck-me dress and fifteen hundred dollar fuck-me high heel shoes.”
    I turn and stare at him.  “How do you know my shoes cost fifteen hundred dollars?” I breathe out the question.
    He looks me in the eyes and says, “I just know.”   He smiles at me. 
    I keep staring at him starting to feel even warmer all over.  He has such a fabulous smile. 
    “I know you’re a buyer for a huge department store.”  His mouth goes to my neck and tingles skitter down my spine.  “I know you have dinner with your parents twice a month.”  His tongue snakes out and licks behind my ear and I let out a soft moan.  “I know you’ve never been married.”  He nips at my earlobe and I go all melty inside.  “I know you don’t currently have a boyfriend.”
    It takes every ounce of strength I possess to lean forward pulling away from his hot, distracting mouth and ask, “Have you been interrogating my parents?”
    “No.”  I feel his shrug.  “We talk like normal people do.  We have conversations when we have dinner.”
    My eyes narrow.
    “They keep me informed.”  His green eyes crinkle at the corners.
    “Oh…okay.”
    “Georgia, I’m a very patient man.  I’m in no hurry here,” he says quietly.  His arm wraps around me and he

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