ADONIS

2. Filthy Thoughts.

Adonis

What you doing tonight, handsome?

A small smirk appeared on my face as I read the flirty text on the screen of my phone, followed by a picture of a naked woman curled in a position that pushed her nipples out and spread her ass cheeks on the bed. Tina. I guess that’s what she said she’s called in her previous texts. I’m not sure. The lengths women go to get my number is beyond me.

With a flick of my thumb, I sent the picture away from the screen to stay with the other countless nudes in some goddamn part of the phone. I looked through the tinted glass of my car to scan the area as I drove past. Neil must have good enough taste to get a house in a residential as pretty as this. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but this is surprisingly better.

Not like I really give a fuck.

I only plan on spending a few weeks helping his dumb-ass work on his shit and I’m out of there. I need my fucking privacy.

After a couple of turns, I pulled up at the address Neil had sent me. It was big house with modern designs and a small part of the building jutting out from the second floor had glass walls from top to bottom. I glanced over the neatly trimmed plants arranged in some unknown shapes and the blue swimming pool at the side, with some white lounge chairs beside it.

I raised an eyebrow. Not bad.

After parking the Jeep, I stepped down, hurling my suitcase out and walked up to the porch. My phone pinged again. I glanced at it and scoffed.

Another picture.

Maybe Tina. Natasha. Or Rosa. Or Angele-whatever-the-fuck she’s called.
I pressed the doorbell, shoving my phone into my pocket, waiting. My gaze drifted to the blue swimming pool again. It looked nice, I must admit. The color pink caught my eye from one of the lounge chairs and I moved to get a better look but the door suddenly opened.

I looked back at it. And saw her. Neil’s fiancée.

Damn.

The first thing I noticed how hot she was. Her breasts were squished in some type of sports bra that pushed them up and her flat belly smoothly curved into wide hips that were covered in some kind of tiny grey shorts that looked like a second skin.

Damn.

I dragged my eyes off her hips and breasts to look at her face. She was staring at me with wide brown eyes, with that expression women always had on their faces meeting me for the first time. Fuck, Neil got lucky with this one.

“You must be Leilani.” I spoke first, since it seemed she lost her voice staring at me.

She blinked, snapping out of it. Then blinked again, staring at me with an expression that I could not read. And trust me, I’m an expert at reading women. “Oh. Yeah, I’m Leilani. You have to be Neil’s brother-”

“Step-brother.” I corrected. “We haven’t met before. I’m Adonis.”

“Nice to meet you, Adonis.” She gave a pretty smile but I was too distracted thinking about the way her sensual voice said my name. She said my name like I had her pinned to one of the lounge chairs, with her clothes hitched up and legs spread wide for my cock. Like I was fucking her out in the open, plundering her hard. I briefly wondered what her moans would sound like.

“I had no idea you’d be coming today. Neil said you’d arrive tomorrow.” She said softly, opening the door and ushering me in. I followed her, my eyes magnetized by her shapely ass cheeks bouncing as she moved. I felt my body start to heat up.