Only Mine (Honey Mountain #5)(20)

My gaze narrowed, and all the hair on my arms stood on edge. I didn’t know what we were talking about, but I knew it wasn’t good.

“You’re going to have to fill me in.” I moved to my feet because I didn’t like the direction this was going.

“Dylan. It’s fine. It makes you even more unique. How many women can say they have two vaginas?”

That bastard.

My head tipped back, and I closed my eyes for a minute, counting down from ten to one, even though I was still freaking fuming when I got to one.

“Well, thank you, Teak, for being okay with my extra vagina. It means a lot to me. But I need to go right now. It takes me longer to shower than someone with just the one vagina, you know? Take care.” I knocked my knuckles on the bar and stormed out of there.

Two freaking vaginas.

I opened my phone and sent a text to my sisters.

Me ~ The truce is off. The billionaire wants to keep battling, so he best buckle up.

Charlotte ~ What did he do?

Me ~ He told the bartender that I had two vaginas. <cat emoji> <cat emoji>

Vivian ~ Damn. I wouldn’t mind having two vaginas after having little Bee. A spare would be nice.

Everly ~ Amen to that. <praying hands emoji>

Ashlan ~ What are you going to do?

Me ~ I don’t know yet. But all bets are off. He best get ready to be penis-shamed in every state we visit.

Wolf Wayburn had no idea who he was messing with.

But he was about to find out.





eight





Wolf





A pounding on my door startled me as I stood over the sink, brushing my teeth. I spit, rinsed, and wiped my mouth, not taking the time to button my dress shirt that hung open as I moved to the door of my hotel suite. I looked through the peephole to see Dylan Thomas standing on the other side of the door, and I couldn’t help but smirk.

Straightening my face, I pulled open the door and leaned against the door frame. Her eyes scanned my exposed abs, and I didn’t mind it one bit. I couldn’t have her, but it didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy knowing she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

“It’s late. This is a little unprofessional, don’t you think?” I asked.

She narrowed her gaze. “I thought we had a truce. Aren’t you supposed to be a man of your word?”

“It depends on who you’re asking. I never make a truce with the enemy,” I teased.

“Two vaginas? Really? You just couldn’t wait to go tell Teak that, could you?”

“Honestly, no. I have to admit, I enjoyed myself.” I shrugged and tried hard not to laugh. Hell, it had been a long time since anyone made me laugh and smile this often. As aggravating as she was, she was also cute as hell, wittier than anyone I’d ever met before, and fucking gorgeous.

“So, what does that mean? I’m the enemy? That’s why you aren’t a man of your word?” she hissed before her finger shot out and stabbed me hard in the chest a couple times. I wrapped my hand around her finger and held it just an inch from my heated skin.

“You aren’t the enemy. But you did tell that hostess that I had a small penis. Fair is fair.”

“Please. You don’t even remember her name. By the way, it was Jos. And you supposedly got together with her anyway, right? Isn’t that your story? You got to show her that you don’t have a small peen.” She chuckled as I continued to hold her finger in my hand. The pull I felt toward this woman was indescribable. Nothing I’d ever experienced before.

“You’re just so curious about my package, aren’t you? It’s killing you not knowing.” I leaned down, my lips grazing the outside of her ear. “I have a gigantic cock, Minx.”

She didn’t pull away as I’d expected. Instead, she shocked the shit out of me when her hand gripped my dick which was now rock-hard. “Too bad for you that it doesn’t matter how big it is. I have zero interest in it.”

And then she pulled her hand away and yanked her finger free from my grip at the same time.

“Keep telling yourself that,” I said, but my voice was gruff now.

Had I ever wanted a woman as badly as I wanted her?

“In your dreams, Wolf. I’m going to take my two magic vajazzles to my room now. And you best go take a cold shower because you definitely have a bad case of blue balls going on downstairs.” She winked over her shoulder before slipping her key into the door and stepping inside her room.

I groaned.

The woman was going to drive me crazy.

I did exactly that.

I turned the water on as cold as it would go and let it beat down on me. But there was no relief.

So, I did the only thing I knew would work.

I gripped my dick and closed my eyes, trying desperately to think of anything other than the woman across the hall.

But all the dirty thoughts I’d ever mustered couldn’t drown out this attraction. Hell, maybe giving myself the fantasy would stomp out the desire. So, I let myself have this.

Have her.

I imagined her mouth on mine.

My hands cupping her perfect tits.

Slipping my fingers beneath the lace of her panties and feeling how wet she was for me.

Tasting and exploring and making her cry out my name over and over.

And I groaned as I came hard beneath the cold water.