Chasing Emily [Duoterra 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free Page B

narrowed his eyes to study Robin. He was certainly a good looking hunk, with short, dark hair. Not that Finn was particularly into men himself, although he knew of several guys pairing off—out of necessity as much as being genuinely homosexual. But he could see why Emily might have been attracted to the fellow as he was not only handsome but well muscled.
    His initial thoughts had been that Robin was rather surly and immature, but tonight he’d seen a different side to him as he danced with a young girl aged about ten who called him uncle. The affection the two had between them was very sweet.
    Finn sighed. It was nice to see a contended family, whereas he had studiously avoided settling down with any one girl. Draining the last of his ale, he moved back behind his drum and raised his voice. “Okay, folks. One last song and I’m done for.” Tradition demanded a really slow song for the last dance, and he complied with a love song about a person hungering for another’s touch, a song he believed had originated on Earth. Well, he certainly wanted Emily’s hands on him and wondered if he would get lucky that evening. Looking around the room, he grinned, as he could see many husbands who were likely to get their wish tonight.
    The song finished, and those left started drifting off or tidying up. Finally Brianna called to Emily, “We’re off to our room. See you in the morning.”
    Emily waved good-bye. For people who lived out of town it was usual for townsfolk to open up their homes to those who needed a bed for the night. But some stayed at the bar like he did, and that included Brianna and her husbands. He guessed not many people would be happy to host the foursome in their home, despite the change in the laws.
    He looked around and noticed it was just him and Emily left. He grinned. He couldn’t have planned it better. She clearly realized at the same time with a startled look on her face and took off at a quick pace as if to catch up with Brianna and her men.
    Moving swiftly, he grabbed her shoulder to stop her flight. “Hey, gorgeous, it’s just the two of us now.”
    She stopped and gave him a cautious look over her shoulder, and then, after a moment’s reflection when he could see various emotions crossing her face, she clearly made a decision that he was trustworthy, and relaxing, she said, “So it is. You can help me carry this crate of mugs back to the bar.” Suddenly the item she was carrying was thrust into his chest. He grunted and followed her as she took a few minutes to gather the final items littering the building to carry back to her place.
    Enjoying the sight of her luscious butt wiggling as she slowly walked ahead of him as they crossed the street, he swore it wiggled more than necessary. His assumption was proved correct when she peered over her shoulder and smiled at him. Well, gave him a “come-hither” look. Oh, he was going to get lucky that night!
    However, he couldn’t wait until they reached the bedrooms, and as soon as they got into the bar, quickly ascertaining that no one else was around, he dumped his crate on the nearest table and strode swiftly to her as she dropped her load on the counter.
    Emily squealed as he grabbed her, pulling her to him. He kissed her, the pressure of his lips intensifying as his tongue speared into her mouth, eagerly exploring. She tasted wonderful, having clearly been drinking her own ale. But it was more than that. A frisson of excitement went through him. It had been a while since he’d been with a woman.
    Pushing away from him, Emily tantalizingly leaned back against the bar top and enticed him to go further.
    It didn’t take any persuasion on his behalf, and he stepped forward. Determined not to let her take control, he surprised her by grasping her around the waist, spinning her about so she was draped over the counter. Quickly pulling her skirt up, he tucked the end into her belt and whistled at the sight of her lovely butt.
    She struggled for