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  Hilary dropped her pen. “I don’t understand. How could he find you guilty?”

  “He gave me jail time and suspended probation. I did weekends in jail for months, now I’ve been crime free and compliant with my field probation officer for the last two years. The only stipulation I have now is to get a job that pays taxes. If I get that done, in six months’ time, my record will be closed. The conviction will be gone.”

  “Wow.” Hilary sat back and leaned against the headrest of her chair. “I see now the motivation to get an up and up job.”

  “When you asked the first time, I didn’t want to sound like I was full of shit.”

  “No.” Hilary shook her head. “I believe your whole story.”

  The relief Nash felt at hearing Hilary say that she accepted his explanation was more than he’d hoped for. And he believed her. Hilary didn’t seem to have a conniving bone in her body. She was open, honest, and too damn good for him.

  “I’m sorry that Phillip’s Construction was a dead end, but I know the perfect company. It’s also a construction job.”

  “Thank God.” Nash shuddered. “I didn’t want to be stuck delivering pizzas.”

  “Let me take a look.” Hilary typed in the company’s name and found the open position. After inputting Nash’s information, she looked up. “Consider it a done deal. I’ll let you know for sure in the morning.”

  “Thank you, Hilary.” Nash bit his lip. “About the other thing.”

  “Yeah?”

  “I would love to date you, but I need to get this taken care of first. You deserve a guy with a clean record.”

  “Nash.”

  “Don’t.” Nash stood. “I know you don’t think it matters, but it does to me. As much as I want to shove everything off your desk and fuck your sweet pussy, I want to do it right.”

  “Damn.” Hilary shuddered. “I can’t promise anything.”

  Nash sobered. “I understand. I don’t expect you to wait for me.”

  Hilary smiled. “I didn’t mean I wouldn’t be waiting for you. I meant I can’t promise that I will wait six months to suck you off or have you fill me with your hard cock.”

  As he walked to the door, Nash laughed. “Point taken.”

  “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

  “To let me know about the job?”

  “Sure. If that’s what makes it easier for you to sleep at night.”

  Nash stared at her for several seconds with his hand on the door.

  “What?” Hilary asked.

  “I’m memorizing everything about you so when I jerk off tonight, I can imagine coming on your tits.”

  “Holy shit, Nash. There is no way I’m waiting six months.” Hilary tossed a stress ball at him. “Get the fuck out of here before I can’t wait one day.”

  “Later.” Nash winked at her and left.

  God, he was going to fall in love with her. He’d be an idiot not to.

  Chapter Four

  Several days later, Nash bit the inside of his cheek when he saw Hilary walking toward him at the construction site of his new job. If he didn’t, he’d have a stupid ass grin on his face, and the other crew members would give him shit about it. Although, he really liked the guys he was working with. They were all hard workers and easy to get along with.

  When Nash had realized that Hilary had gotten him a job working for her brother, Jeff, he’d been a little concerned that it would be awkward. However, Nash liked Jeff. He was a decent guy and a fair boss.

  “Hilary? What are you doing here?” Nash asked as he raised his eyebrows.

  He wanted her like a man needed water to survive. Six days had been long enough. The calluses on his hand didn’t feel nearly as good as her slick channel would as she milked his cock.

  She ignored the other two guys that were still working in the front of the house and walked to Nash. “Just making sure that my brother is treating you good.”

  “He’s great. Thanks for hooking me up with this job. All the guys are cool.”

  “My brother only hires quality people. Our dad ran a construction business our entire lives, so he learned what it takes to operate a quality operation.”

  “I can tell.” Nash shoved his hands in his pockets. “Does your dad still run a business?”

  “No. When Dad retired, he made my brother and I partners, along with him and our mother. We each own a quarter of the business, but Jeff runs it all. Our mom operates the books.”

  “You own a part of the business?”

  “How do you think I got you on so quick? I’ve got a lot of pull.” Hilary pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and fanned herself. “I don’t know how you guys do it. I can’t stand the heat.”

  “That’s too bad.”

  “Why?”

  “I was fantasizing about getting all sweaty and dirty with you, and you ruined it.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, but that’s the way it goes.”

  “Maybe you could persuade me to change my mind.”

  “Nah, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable and sticky.” Nash smiled as he crossed his arms.

  “Nash, I’m already sticky and uncomfortable. My pussy is swollen, and my clit is throbbing.”

  Nash’s nostrils flared as his cock ached against the fabric of his underwear. There was no way he could wait six months to make love to Hilary. He might not make it six more minutes.

  “Hey, Nash?” The blond-haired worker called out.

  Nash turned to him. “Yeah?”

  “We’re headed out. You want us to wait for you?”

  “Go ahead. I’ll catch you guys in the morning.”

  “Sounds good.” Both guys waved at him as they headed to their pickup.

  Nash’s entire body tensed as he watched them climb in and exit the driveway. He and Hilary were alone. The construction site was down a gravel road, so there was no one around.

  Was he ready for this? Sex with Hilary was the end game. Once would never be enough. Hell, was she ready for him? Nash was afraid he was going to claim Hilary for life. But what did she want? One and done?

  “So?” Nash shifted his feet.

  Hilary straightened her shoulders and reached out her hand to grab his. “You want to go fuck on the bulldozer behind the house?”

  “Holy hell.” His stomach dove to his feet. They were going to have to call in an emergency crew to restart his heart if he ever lost her.

  “Construction equipment turns me on.” Hilary ran her top teeth over her bottom lip as she waited for his response.

  “I would fucking love to slam my dick into your tight twat as you hold on to the track.”

  “Race you.” Hilary laughed as she ran past him.

  Nash smiled as he took off at a dead run. When Nash finally caught her, she screamed with delight. As he turned her around to face him, Hilary jumped into his arms and laced her fingers together behind his head.

  “I smell.”

  Hilary sniffed. “A little, but you were right, a little sweat mixed with some dirty sex never hurt anyone.”

  Nash’s mouth crashed against hers as he possessed her lips. Hilary’s tongue dove into his mouth as she took the lead while his cock rested against her soft stomach. Wanting something as much as he desired Hilary was new. Nash wanted to wake up next to her and sink into her warm body just as much as he wanted to ravish her in the wild.

  When she tried to wiggle out of his grasp, Nash growled. “Where are you going?”

  “I want to touch you. All of you.” Hilary’s hand traveled down his chest.

  As she explored his muscles, Nash didn’t move. Her fingers felt like electric brands as she traced the flesh of his hip bones.

  “You’re taking too long.”

  “What?” Hilary blinked.

  “You’re driving me crazy.”

  “But you’re so fucking hot. I like looking.”

  “Look later.” Nash grabbed the button of his jeans and pulled it through the opening.

  H
ilary reached down to help him pull at the zipper. Nash’s shaft was long, thick, and hard. She squatted in front of him and ran her tongue down the head of his cock. As she lapped along his rod, Nash shuddered.

  With her hand, Hilary stroked slowly up and down his cock and then engulfed the head. Using the tip of her tongue, Hilary rubbed the cleft of the head of his cock while she slid her hand between his thighs. When she reached his balls, she stroked them, and she continued to suck him off.

  “Fuck, Hilary, it feels like your trying to eat me alive,” Nash said as he laced his fingers through her hair and pulled some of the strands.

  In response, Hilary let his cock pop out of her mouth and spit on the head. The added moisture allowed her to glide his shaft farther down her throat. When she gagged, Hilary pulled up a couple of inches and then repeated the movements over and over.

  Nash stiffened and pulled back. “Stop.”

  “Why?” Hilary pouted at his feet.

  “Because I want to pound my hard cock into your tight pussy. Drop your clothes.”

  Hilary visibly shuddered as she followed his command. The warm night air brushed against her body. Her nipples stiffened as his fingers skated along her ribs and cupped her large breasts.

  “You are one sweet lady.” Nash bent and flicked his tongue along her puckered nipple and used his fingers to twist and tug on the other one.

  “Fuck,” Hilary hissed.

  “I want to take you from behind. Grab the track and spread your legs.”

  “Yes, please.”

  The sight of the rough metal of the track digging into her fingers as she held on to it and spread her legs wide had him ready to explode. Nash used his knees to shift her thighs wider apart. With one hand, he slid his finger along the seam of her lips. “Your pussy is dripping for me.”

  “Yes.” Hilary jumped as his fingers thrust deep inside her hole. As he continued to plunge inside her, she mewed at the onslaught. “Please don’t stop. Fuck me with your fingers.”

  “No,” Nash growled as he stroked his rod with his other hand and pulled his fingers out of her hole. “That’s not good enough. I want to feel your twat clenching on my cock and milking my semen deep in your pussy.”

  “P-please. Do it now. Pound your dick into me.”

  Nash placed the head of his cock against her opening and thrust inside. Hilary moaned with each stroke. The hard metal pressed into the flesh of her arms as he shoved harder with each thrust of his strong hips. The only sounds he could hear was the loud suction of her pussy grabbing at his dick as he struggled to maintain his control. Her walls pulled at his rod with each stroke.

  Although it was dusk, anyone who drove up would be able to see them, and that realization thrilled Nash. He’d never considered public sex as something he’d be interested in, but he couldn’t wait to find somewhere else to fuck Hilary. Because there would be a next time. And another.

  Nash slid his hand over the top of her hip and around her body to rub his finger over her clit. “Spread your legs wider.”

  To get her legs wider, Hilary had to lay against the track so she wouldn’t lose her balance. Nash tugged on her clit as he shoved all the way to the hilt. Hilary’s walls clenched as her orgasm neared.

  “Fucking cum on me Hilary. I want to feel your pussy clamp down on my dick.” He pounded into her flesh over and over.

  “God yes, Nash. I’m coming.” Hilary gasped and moaned as he grabbed her hips with both hands and slammed erratically into her clenching hole.

  “Yes,” Nash hissed as he stiffened and shot his jiz deep inside her.

  Chapter Five

  A couple of days later, Nash smiled as he hammered a nail into the wooden frame. The night before, he’d stayed over at Hilary’s place. The smell of her sex was burned into his memory as he remembered the taste and feel of her swollen lips under his tongue before he finger-fucked her tight hole. He loved how she screamed when she came. Hilary’s enthusiasm fed his soul.

  “Nash, we need to talk.”

  Nash turned to see Jeff walking toward him. “Hey Boss, what can I help you with?”

  The frown on Jeff’s face had his stomach churning. Surely, he didn’t know about him and Hilary. Not that he was going to keep it a secret, but they hadn’t discussed talking about it with anyone else.

  Jeff pointed a finger at him. “You should have told me you had a record.”

  What the fuck? How could he not know? Nash raised his hands in defense. “I wasn’t hiding it.”

  Out of the corner of his eye, Nash saw Hilary walking in their direction. What game was she playing?

  “Well, you didn’t put it on your application.”

  “Hilary?” Nash’s nostrils flared as he glared at her. He couldn’t believe she would betray him like that. His whole future depended on a legitimate job. Nash didn’t have time to fucking keep looking for another job. Time was ticking.

  Hilary blinked back tears. “Jeff. It’s my fault.”

  Jeff’s jaw clenched. “You know I don’t hire people with records until they’re off paper.”

  “Well, that’s a stupid rule, and this business is part mine.”

  “You don’t deserve it. Not if you lie to me. What would mom and dad say?”

  “Mom knows. I told her.”

  “Fuck.” Jeff ran a hand through his hair.

  “Hilary, I can’t believe you lied. You know how important this is to me.” Nash shook his head. How had he even thought she was transparent? She’d tricked him.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Sorry doesn’t cut it.”

  A tear slid down her cheek. “I shouldn’t have omitted it, but I wanted Jeff to see how hard you worked. He wouldn’t have given you a chance otherwise.”

  “Fuck that, Hilary. You knew my timetable. I don’t have time to be jerked around.”

  “I know,” Hilary whispered.

  Nash looked at Jeff and stuck his hand out. “I’m sorry that Hilary felt the need to lie about my past. I had no intention of her doing that.”

  Jeff grabbed his hand and shook it.

  “I understand your position on this and respect it. You’re a good guy.” Nash’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Hilary. “I’ll find someone else to help me with my job hunt. You’ve screwed it up twice now. I don’t give third chances.”

  Damn it. How could he have fallen for someone so completely that he had been blind to everything? He’d never trusted anyone that wholeheartedly before. Never again.

  That night, Nash smashed out a cigarette on the post of his front porch and answered his cellphone. “Yes?”

  His mouth tasted like shit. Fucking cigarettes. Nash would have preferred to drink a beer or some whiskey to block out the image of Hilary stabbing him in the back, but he couldn’t afford to get caught drinking.

  “Nash, this is Jeff.”

  “Yeah?” Nash coughed as he walked into the house and tossed the nearly full package into the trashcan. Talking to Hilary’s brother was about as high up on his list of things to do as prepping for a colonoscopy.

  “Listen, I’m sorry I yelled at you. I should have checked with Hilary before I started reaming your ass.”

  “Hey, it wasn’t your fault. I should have made it clear the first day I started.”

  “What the fuck were you supposed to do? Walk up to me, stick out your hand, and say I’m a felon? You’d sound like a dumbass.”

  Nash chuckled and then sobered. Fuck. He didn’t want to laugh. “Well, thanks for the job anyway. I appreciated it while it lasted.”

  “You’re welcome. I’ll see you in the morning.”

  Nash looked out of his living room window and frowned. “Did I forget something?”

  “Yeah, you left early.”

  “You told me to go.”

  “Well, I was stupid. What can I say? Maybe I need to revamp my rule. You’re a hard worker, and you do a great job. I would like it if you stayed on.”

  “Really?”

  He watched the d
og across the street chasing a squirrel. The squirrel zipped up a tree. There was a metaphor for his life – always chasing something that he couldn’t have.

  “Yes. I’m serious.”

  Nash paused.

  “My sister really put herself out there for you. I know you’re pissed right now, but just know she’s a champion for the underdog and has a heart of gold.”

  Nash’s stomach churned. “I’ll come back on one condition.”

  “Name it.”

  “We don’t talk about your sister.”

  “Fine. Done deal.”

  “Thanks, Jeff.” Nash ran a hand through his hair after he hung up with Jeff. It was time to be serious about his future and stop fucking it up.

  Chapter Six

  One month later, Nash put his truck in park and glared at his sister, Suzanne, as she finished putting on her make-up. “You look fine.”

  Suzanne tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “Give me a second.”

  “Fucking women,” Nash muttered as he scanned the crowd at the open house. He’d thought about not coming because he was afraid that he’d run into Hilary at her brother’s open house. However, he’d also dreaded the thought of never seeing her again.

  Jeff had kept his word and had not mentioned Hilary one time over the last thirty days. And it had been driving him crazy. He wanted to know how Hilary was doing. If she missed him. If she was seeing someone else.

  Nash knew he deserved it if she’d found someone else. He’d acted like an ass the last time he’d seen her and had been too big of a coward to do anything but leave her a pathetic voicemail after hours on her work phone.

  What if she hated him? It was easier to pretend he still had a chance with her rather than face the reality of it being over.

  Suzanne looked at him. “So, where’s this girl and her amazing brother?”

  “What girl?”

  “Don’t be a dumbass. You wouldn’t invite me out to a construction site to look at some nails you hammered in if you didn’t need me for backup.”