All Chapters of One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Brian stalked away from the couch, away from the temptation he saw in Cassie’s eyes. He grabbed the room service menu and began to flick through it, anything to get his mind off what he really wanted to do, which was lay Cassie out on the couch, slide between her thighs, and lose himself in her. He flicked through the pages, needing the distraction. “Uh, sure,” she said, uncertainty flicking in her eyes. “Or we could go out if you’d prefer,” he said, trying to hide the desperation in his voice. “I could take you on our first date.” He smiled at her then, not wanting to frighten her away, but needing to put some distance between them. She grimaced. “If it’s all the same to you,” she said, “I’d rather stay in. Maybe we could watch a DVD or Netflix?” He breathed a sigh of relief. “Yeah, that sounds good,” he said. “So what can I tempt you with in the way of food?” “I’d really love a burger,” she said shyly and he couldn’t help grinning. He loved this about her, the lack of gu

He froze lips a hair's breadth from hers. She felt his body stiffen and she jerked back, scrambling from his lap and reaching for her phone. She looked at him apologetically, but his eyes stopped the words in her throat. He’d seen the display of her phone, he knew who was calling and the lust that had darkened his eyes was gone, replaced with the cold hard glint of a stranger. He stood and stalked away as she swiped the screen to answer the call.Fucking cock is blocked by his stepbrother. Brian strode from the room, away from Cassie and her hot little body that he’d only been moments away from sinking into. Seeing Nathan’s name on her phone, seeing the way she had jumped instantly to answer it was like a cold bucket of water being thrown over his lust. His erection deflated and all the soft, sweet feelings he had towards her shattered. He ran a hand through his hair in frustration. He’d thought that tonight had meant something to her. He’d thought that maybe she was seeing hi

“So why don’t you marry me?” she asked, blurting out the question that had been plaguing her. “I explained this to you Cassie,” he said, his patience waning. “I can’t marry you. You live in Melbourne, your life and career is there.” “I could move back here,” she said, taking a step towards him. “I couldn’t ask you to do that,” he said. “I would never expect you to give up your life for me.” “But what if I wanted to? I’m sure I could get a job here in the same field and then we could be together all the time.” “You would end up hating me,” he said. “You would resent me for making you give up everything you have built for yourself and that would break me. Bae, what we have, it works. If you want to keep seeing Brian, then I’m fine with that. We can still keep our arrangement.” “So you would be happy sharing me with Brian?” she asked, her stomach churning. “Well, it’s not exactly sharing,” he said reaching out for her hands again. She let him pull

Cassie let Brian gather her and her belongings up and took them to his suite. She felt a bit awkward about him turning down her advances (who says no to sex?) but appreciated him for it. She’d noticed his steel-hard erection and knew it hadn’t been easy for him to say no and it was just another way he showed her how different he was from his step-brother. She felt like such a fool in regard to Nathan. Why hadn’t she seen this before? He told her he loved her, but he didn’t treat her like he loved her. Had she really been so blind? She’d vowed she would never become one of those women who lost brain cells whenever a hot guy was near, but that’s exactly what she’d done whenever Nathan had crooked his finger. Cassie had thought that the arrangement she had with Nathan was proof that she had evolved. She thought it had proved that she had a mature and realistic view of sex. She was a woman who liked sex and she wasn’t ashamed of it. By having an understanding with Nathan, she had delu

Cassie had been quiet on the drive to Brian’s mother’s house. She’d slept in the second bedroom after their discussion over gelato and he’d slept badly, hoping that she would crawl into bed with him during the early hours of the morning. She didn’t and he had woken up frustrated and cranky. He’d used his shower that morning to take matters into his own hands and as he’d stroked his aching shaft, he’d thought about her and what it would be like to have her up against the wall of his shower, the hot water beating down on his back as he pounded into her. He’d come fast and hard, but it hadn’t done much to improve his mood. She’d barely spoken to him over their late breakfast and now they were headed to a family lunch and she was so very distant from him that he didn’t know what to think. Had he taken it too far last night? Had he been too honest with her? The last thing he wanted was to push her away, but he knew it was about time she looked at the situation without her rose-colore