Hot for Him by Amy Armstrong Page B

thrusts. Her pussy was soaking wet, her juices covering his cock, making the glide in and out so fucking perfect. It didn’t take Elena long. Her moans grew louder and louder until she screamed out his name and her pussy became tighter, gripping his cock like a vise and drawing out his own orgasm. Charles’ release exploded inside her. He dragged her hips back and held her to him as he pressed in deep and rode the wave of his pleasure.
    “Elena! Charles!”
    “Holy fuck.” Charles had barely finished coming when the call came from inside the villa. He pulled his spent cock out of Elena’s pussy and wrapped the robe around himself, fumbling with the tie.
    “What the hell is Uncle Henry doing back?” Elena hissed, her eyes wide and disbelieving as she picked her robe up from the ground and slid it over her shoulders, missing the armholes twice before finally slipping them inside. “Shit.”
    “Don’t know, first I’ve heard of it,” Charles replied. “He should still be in New York.”
    Charles and Elena had decided to tell Henry about their relationship at the first opportunity, but they weren’t sure how he would react to the news. The last thing they needed was for Henry to catch Charles banging his niece over the breakfast table. Somehow, Charles didn’t think that would go down very well. They both took their seats just as Henry appeared at the patio doors. “Ah, there you are.”
    Henry stepped out into the bright morning sunshine and strode towards them. Charles watched his business partner take in their attire, his gaze resting on Elena’s flushed face. Henry was no fool. It was evident what they’d been doing or maybe Charles was being paranoid. Still, the smell of sex and sweat on them was sure to give the game away.
    “Hello, darling,” Henry greeted, bending down to give Elena a kiss on the cheek. “How’s my favourite niece?”
    Elena chuckled. “That’d be your only niece, Uncle Henry,” she replied. “You’re home early.”
    Henry nodded in agreement then turned to Charles. To his surprise, there was an amused glint in Henry’s eyes when their gazes locked.
    “Charles,” Henry said, thrusting out his hand. They shook then Henry took a seat on the opposite side of the table.
    “How was business?” Charles asked.
    Henry waved away the question. “Forget about business. I’d like to know exactly what the hell is going on here.”
    Elena’s panicked gaze shot to Charles and he straightened in his seat, wanting to reach out and comfort her.
    “I…we…” Elena stuttered.
    “Elena and I are seeing each other,” Charles stated clearly. There was no sense beating around the bush. Charles was delighted that he could now call Elena his partner and if she consented to the proposal he had planned, he would soon be able to call her his wife.
    “I see.” Henry frowned then turned his astute gaze on Elena. “How do you feel about this development?”
    Elena sighed then looked at Charles, her mouth curving up into a small smile. “I’m very happy about it actually. Charles and I are good together.”
    “Well, it’s about damn time,” Henry said.
    Elena gasped and stared at her uncle. Even Charles had to admit he was surprised. “You’re happy for us?” he asked.
    Henry rolled his eyes. “I’ve known for years you two would be perfect for each other, I was just waiting for you to get your heads out of your asses and realise it too. So my plan worked then?”
    “Your plan ?” Charles questioned. He frowned, regarding the man he had come to know well over the past ten years. Then he started to clue in. “You didn’t have any business in New York, did you?”
    “Of course not,” Henry replied. “I’ve been staying at the Carlton in town. Damned good breakfast they make there too.”
    Charles threw his head back and laughed. “You conniving old sod.”
    “So you’ve been here in Cannes the entire time.” Elena shook her head, her smile becoming wider.
    “I’d been