All Chapters of Resisting The Playboy's Charm: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CarolAfter another long moment where we just breathe together, my body slumped over his, Evans gently rolls us over, depositing me on the bed as his softening cock slips from my body. He slides the condom off, and I can't help but stare at the mess I made, the way I soaked the base of his cock and his balls.I bite my lip, still a bit embarrassed by the sight, even though he made it clear that it turned him on a lot.I've never gushed like that before. I didn't even know it was possible.What other things is this man capable of doing to my body?That thought makes me shiver slightly as he climbs out of bed, heading to the bathroom this time to dispose of the condom and wash up. He returns a moment later and strides back over to the bed, where I'm watching him through half-lidded eyes.After two rounds of intense sex, I'm exhausted, close to sleep. This bed has never felt so comfortable, and I don't think I've ever felt this satisfied.Evans leans over the bed. He kisses me, just once

Carol "Hey, Carolina!" Brandon exclaims. "Look at this!"I lean past the side of my easel to take a look at his painting. Even though I lent him a few sponges and brushes to work with, he has still somehow managed to get covered in acrylics. There's a spot of yellow on his nose, a streak of green down the front of his smock, which I made him wear to protect his clothing.In the spirit of our game, I affect the posture of an art critic, holding my hand contemplatively to my chin. "Ah. That's a very interesting piece, Mr. Armstrong. What can you tell me about it?"The piece in question features a lion, identifiable only by its spiky mane, standing next to a dinosaur, identifiable only by its long neck. The two wonky creatures are standing on a strip of green, beneath a strip of blue. A yellow semicircle—the sun, I assume—hangs above them."It's Trevor and Dino," Brandon explains. "This is one of their adventures. It's from my story last night."It's hard to say what scene in particular

CarolThe sexy growl in his voice sends a shiver through me, and for the first time, it occurs to me that although everything he's doing feels amazing, this truly is a form of torture. The need to come is building inside me like pressure inside a valve, making my heart pound in my chest as my limbs shake."Yellow," I whisper, playing along with his rules even though all I want is to crest the wave of the orgasm that's hovering just out of reach."Such a good girl." He slows his movements. "Goddamn, you're fucking soaked, Carolina."I lose track of how much longer he eats me out against the door. Time seems to stretch and expand as my eyes flutter closed, all my senses focused on the places where Evans is touching me. Several more times, I have to tell him to stop or slow down, and every time I inch right up to an orgasm and don't fly over the edge, I can feel something inside me winding tighter.A soft whining sound fills my ears, breathy and quiet, and I realize after a moment that i

EvansDespite my late nights with Carolina, I've been having no trouble coming into the office at my usual time each morning—somewhere between eight and eight-thirty, depending on what time I plan on returning home.This morning, I'm in the elevator up to my office by eight fifteen. The firm has a suite of offices that comprise three floors of a high rise in midtown Manhattan, and my office is the penthouse—I have a suite to myself, in the corner of the topmost floor.From the office, I have a spectacular view of the city that I almost never get to appreciate. The only times I have the chance to look out the window are while I'm on the phone."You've had two calls so far this morning, Mr. Armstrong," says my assistant as soon as I step through the glass door. Kerry's at her desk. She doesn't look up from her computer screen as she vigorously types."Already? That's early."She shrugs. "I told them you'd be in the office within the hour, and they said they'd call back, but you'll proba

EvansI hold my phone under the table so that the guys can't see my text conversation. When Carolina's message pops up on screen, I allow myself a brief, satisfied smile.I type my response, then look back up at the other two.We're at Declan's place tonight. Sophie was around earlier, but an old friend from college showed up for a night on the town, so she headed out a while ago. It was hard to miss the pure love in Declan's expression as she kissed him on her way out the door.Reed and Declan have been making the usual chitchat, but I've had trouble focusing on the conversation—waiting for that exact text from Carolina. As Declan deals out a new hand, I play with the vibrator's remote in my pocket.I turn it on.Declan and Reed pick up their hands, and a second later, so do I. I've been on a slight delay all evening.Two fours, a six, and an ace.I adjust the vibrator, turning up the speed. I imagine the sounds Carolina must be making right now. I wonder if that cute flush is spread