Lucia Jordan's Four Series Collection: Chosen, Whipped, Lick, Risk (22 page)

“But if it’s any consolation, I was doing a little staring too.”

Gina’s heart slammed against her ribs as she watched him stride away. Wow his back muscles were just as impressive. He even had cute little dimples at the small of his back and, wow, did he have a nice backside.

He grabbed the skimmer and walked to the gate that apparently connected the two yards. Why hadn’t she noticed that before? As he opened the latch he turned.  “It was nice to finally meet you...”

“Gina,” she supplied.

“It was nice to meet you, Gina. See ya around.”

I sure as hell hope so.
That was her only thought as he disappeared into his own yard. She must have stood there for a while because a little while later she heard a splash followed by the excited yipping of a dog.

Maybe staying with her brother wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

Once on the other side of the fence, Landon blew out a steady breath. He’d seen pictures of Bryan’s little sister but never in his life could he have imagined her to be such a beauty. The girl in the pictures had been blonde, with childishly pudgy cheeks and no curves. It most certainly was not the goddess on the other side of the fence, or the woman that had stood in front of him in a smoking hot bikini. Her dark hair had been piled on top of her head, her cheeks still rosy from the touch of the sun.

He licked his parched lips as he recalled the beautiful shape of her breasts. They were large and his hands ached to feel their weight in his palms. He hadn’t missed her reaction to his open admiration. He had nearly lost it as he watched her nipples tighten. From her rounded breasts his gaze had traveled over her soft curves. She wasn’t thin but she was the perfect size in his opinion. Curves and softness in all the right places. His cock twitched to life in his trunks as he imagined what it would be like to watch those beautiful breast bounce as she rode him.

Whoa, down boy. You just met the woman and here you are already thinking about nailing her. Get your head on straight. You are not in the right frame of mind for this,
his inner voice chastised him harshly. As far as first impressions went, this one would be one for the record books.

He groaned in frustration. Now his cock was rock hard. It had been months since he’d been with a woman. Now, after only knowing Gina for five minutes, he could only think about one he wanted to be with.

“What in the hell is wrong with me?” he muttered as he walked over to his pool and began to skim the debris from the surface. Anything to keep his mind and hands busy and away from the next door neighbor’s little sister.

***

Later that evening, Gina ordered Chinese and watched a bad movie. She climbed in bed before her brother came home. Sometime in the night she woke up. After lying in bed for what felt like hours, she finally slipped from beneath the sheets and climbed into the cushioned window seat. The glow of the city in the distance gave the night sky an orange appearance. She could still see the stars as they glittered brightly.

Movement drew her attention to Landon’s house. There was a single light on in what appeared to be a bedroom. Curiously she watched. When he came into view, she gasped. He was completely naked as he stood in front of the window for a brief moment. Gina pressed herself back into the shadows, hoping that he hadn’t seen her watching him. She kind of felt guilty for watching him, but that guilt was pushed aside as human desire took hold.

She chewed on the corner of her bottom lip as she watched him move around. It appeared that he’d just climbed from the shower. His skin was still slick with water. Her heartbeat picked up as something fluttered in the pit of her stomach. Even from the distance between the two houses, she could see he was impressively endowed. She adjusted in her seat, trying to clench her thighs together to stifle the ache.

Look away! Stop being a voyeur and just look away.

But she couldn’t peel her eyes away from his marvelous physique. He disappeared from sight and she sighed, though she wasn’t sure if it was from relief or disappointment. He appeared again a few moments later, this time standing closer to the window. She frowned when she saw he was wearing boxers, this time she was definitely disappointed.

Her eyes traveled to his face. She could see the features clearly. His face was somber, almost melancholy. Then his gaze lifted and met hers. She gasped and shrank further back into the shadows. Surely he couldn’t see her. Could he? Her room was completely dark. There was no light anywhere near her. He stared at her, or her window, for a few moments longer. What was he thinking? Was he thinking about her as he stared at her window?

“Don’t be stupid,” she said. She wasn’t anywhere near his type. She was certain a man that looked like that did not date women like her.

She sighed wistfully as she watched him reluctantly move away from the window and climb into bed. Moments later, he reached beside the bed and switched off the lamp. Why in the hell was her stomach in knots over a man she’d just met?

***

“So, I met your neighbor,” Gina said casually as she and Bryan ate breakfast. It had been over a week since she’d met Landon and curiosity was getting the best of her. She’d caught a few glimpses of him in the yard or when he came home from work. He’d flashed her a smile and given her a friendly wave but nothing more to cause her to obsess over him, and yet, he was all she could think about.

Bryan took drink from his coffee. “Oh yeah? Landon’s a cool guy. When did you meet him?”

“The first day I was here. I was out by the pool and he was in the garage. I though he was trying to steal something.”

“Yeah, I forgot to tell you he has a key.”

“You trust him that much?” she asked as she took a sip of her orange juice.

Bryan nodded. “He’s a good man.”

“Yeah, he said he was a lawyer.”

“You guys talked that long?”

She shook her head. “Not really. He told me that after I threw a hammer at him.”

Bryan sputtered in his coffee and began to wheeze. “You what?”

She looked at him innocently. “What? I thought he was stealing from you.”

“So you threw a hammer at him?” He looked at her incredulously.

Gina chuckled. “I missed.”

“Thank God for small miracles.”

“He said you guys were friends.”

“Yeah when he’s not working and I’m not at school, we usually play some basketball or a round of golf.”

“He seemed to know about me,” she said. She prayed that she was sounding as indifferent and casual as possible.

Bryan met her gaze and his eyes lit up mischievously as a playful smirk tilted up his handsome features. “Do you have a crush on the neighbor?” he asked in a sing-song voice.

Gina rolled her eyes. “Are you freaking twelve? No, I don’t have a crush. I would just like to know who is going to be coming and going in your house.”

“I’ll bet you do!”

“Seriously, right now Bryan? I’m barely divorced and the last thing on my mind is taking care of another man.”

Liar, liar pants on fire.

Bryan shrugged. “I’m just saying you could do worse than him. Landon’s a good guy.” He took another drink of coffee. “You’re my baby sister, of course I talk about you. Plus I’m sure he’s seen the pictures of us.”

She laughed. “Nikki coming back over tonight?” she asked, changing the subject.

“Nah,” was his simple reply.

“You know if you get caught you’re going to get in trouble.”

Bryan lifted his shoulder. “It’s not like I am abducting them and making them do anything they don’t want.”

“But you’re not resisting them either. Isn’t there a code of ethics violation in there somewhere?”

He pushed his chair back from the table and stood. “Not a violation unless someone complains. Goodbye baby sister.”  He ruffled her hair playfully and walked back into the house, carrying his plate.

She laughed as she watched him go. Her brother, for as long as she could remember, had always liked his ladies. Apparently that didn’t change after he turned forty. In the week since arriving, she’d run into at least three different girls doing the walk of shame out of his bedroom, each looking as if they were in college.

At night, more than once, she’d heard the proof of their love making and it made her stomach twist anxiously. Her brother had no morals when it came to sex, but it wasn’t her job to poke her nose in where it didn’t belong. However, that didn’t mean she wanted to be witness to hearing the women moan their praises of her brother’s sexual prowess.

“Gross,” she muttered.  However, it did make her realize that it had been a very excruciatingly long time since she’d had sex with anyone.

Her mind quickly took a left turn, wondering when was the last time Landon had been with a woman. That though made a small tick of jealously run through her.

“You’re worse than a high school girl with a crush,” she said to herself as she cleared away the rest of the morning dishes and took them into the kitchen.

She’d just finished cleaning the kitchen when the doorbell rang. “Coming,” she called.

Grabbing a towel from the counter, she hurried into the foyer. She slung the towel over her shoulder and opened the heavy door. Her eyes grew wide when she saw Landon standing in front of her.
Talk about perfect timing.

He was wearing an impressive grey suit and looking stunning. His square jaw was slightly stubbly and his dark hair was styled perfectly. Her lady parts clenched as she felt dampness begin to soak her panties.

“Hi,” she said. It came out in a breathy rush and she wanted to kick herself.

“Hey yourself.” He chuckled.

“So you
do
know how to use the doorbell,” she teased as she leaned casually against the door frame and crossed her arms over her chest.

He lifted a big shoulder. “Occasionally I like to mix things up,” he said lightly.

She laughed and nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Am I interrupting?” he asked, looking over her shoulder into the house.

“Uh no, not at all. Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee? I just made a fresh pot.”

“That sounds good,” he said.

Gina moved and allowed him to walk past her. As he did, he carried with him a cologne that was so intoxicating her mouth practically watered. Her grip on the door tightened as she clung to it slightly for support. What kind of man made a woman weak in the knees just by his cologne? 

“Would you like a muffin? I made them this morning,” she said as they walked into the kitchen.

“Sure, that would be great.”

Gina busied herself trying to keep her mind and her hands busy as a bizarre silence lapsed between the two of them.

Landon watched as Gina gracefully moved around the kitchen. She wore a pair of denim cut offs that fell just below the beautiful curve of her rounded backside, revealing toned and tanned legs. A white shirt that buttoned down the front fell from one shoulder. Beneath it she was wearing her swim suit top and he remembered all too well how nicely she filled that top out.  He swallowed hard as his pants began to grow painfully tight.

He shifted uncomfortably. Gina’s beautiful brown hair was piled in a messy nest on top of her head. Soft tendrils fell down her long and slender neck. It looked like she’d styled her hair like that. It was beautiful. Where in the hell had this woman come from?

He cleared his throat. “You going out for a swim?”

She grabbed a mug from the cabinet and set it down before turning. “Yeah. I didn’t get a chance to swim much where I used to live.”

“Which is where?”

She filled the mug and placed it in front of Landon. As he took the cup his fingers brushed lightly over hers and her breath hitched in her chest. She slowly pulled her hand back and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Colorado.”

“Don’t suppose you get to be in the pool much?”

“I got to swim, just not very often and it was usually down at the Y,” she said.

“I see. There’s just something infinitely better swimming in your own pool.”

She laughed. “I have to agree.”  She plucked a blueberry muffin from the basket and placed it on a plate before putting it in front of him. Anxiously she watched as he took his first bite. He chewed slowly and she inwardly groaned. How could the man make tasks such as chewing so sexy?

You really need to get laid.

She really wasn’t all too sure why it made that big of a difference if he liked the muffin or not, but she found herself holding her breath waiting for his approval.

“Mmm, that quite possibly is the best thing I’ve had in my mouth recently,” he said around a mouthful.

She blushed. “Thanks.”

Keep yourself busy. Keep your head down. Don’t make eye contact.
She tried to remember all of these things but it all flew out the window when she looked up and met his steady gaze. His whiskey colored eyes burned into her, holding her trapped in a moment.

He blinked and the moment was gone.