Antonia's Arousal
Book 2 of "Bikini Babes' Carwash"
By Suzie McLean
Toni has more worries on her plate than she cares to
count. Their battered old carwash is in even worse shape than they thought.
Phoebe has been alarmingly moody and withdrawn ever since she met their new
landlord, Riley Thompson, to haggle out their lease agreement...
And the county's new building inspector has showed up unexpectedly, and
brought trouble with him. Now they might not be able to open their new business
for several months!
Why does he keep coming back to pester her? If only he
wasn't so incredibly sexy, with a taste for homemade Italian cooking...and
gorgeous Italian sorority girls!
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"Toni!" Muriel rounded the corner at top speed...then
rocked back on her heels and stared up at Jason in surprise. "Well, hello
there, dark and handsome!"
"Hello, yourself!" Thompson had warned him that the
BetaZeds were all lookers, but even so, Muriel's exotic beauty was stunning.
Those long slender legs, lush breasts, coppery skin that gleamed with healthy
sweat, and enchanting elfin features packed an unexpected punch that he felt
all the way into his gut.
"Muriel." Toni's crisp reply held a low note of warning
that surprised even herself. "What's wrong?"
"Not wrong...right! I think." The Jamaican girl's rich
contralto voice suddenly faltered with doubt. "We found a plastic bag buried
under the rubble, and there's a whole bunch of money inside!"
"What?" Toni and Jason spoke at once, then nearly ran each other
over in their scramble to follow Muriel.
"Don't touch anything!" Jason yelled as she vanished
around the far corner. "The police will want to dust everything for prints!"
"We know!" Another woman's voice answered him. "Who the
hell are you?"
He skidded to a stop, and found himself facing Muriel and
five other women in a tight cluster. The tallest one's raking glance was
distinctly chilly.
"Jason Prescott," he said, thrusting a hand in her
direction. "County building inspector."
She shook his hand reluctantly. "Nina Marshall," she
replied. "And these are my sorority sisters."
He pumped each of their hands, and had a moment to
appreciate the absurdity of behaving so formally when there was a black plastic
sack filled with probably-stolen money lying at their feet. "Where did you find
the bag?"
"Why?" The busty redhead-Phoebe, he thought-glared at him
with definite hostility. "You're not a cop."
"Phoebe." The petite Oriental girl laid a soothing hand
on her arm. "He hasn't done anything wrong."
Jason wondered if he'd correctly heard just the slightest
emphasis on the word 'he.'
Phoebe flushed with embarrassment. "Sorry," she muttered,
scuffing one dirty sneaker on the oil-stained concrete. Then she slanted a
rebellious glance at him. "We're all hot and tired," she added with a
sugary-sweet smile that only emphasized her resentment. "We've been working
hard here."
Her sly implication, that he'd been
sitting on his butt in a comfortable air-conditioned office while they'd been
slaving away in the sultry heat, came through loud and clear. Briefly
Jason wondered whether he should respond in kind. Then he decided that he liked
Phoebe MacIntyre, despite her surly attitude. Or maybe, he thought with a quick
ironic grin, because of it.
"Where did you find the bag, Nina?" Toni asked in a
subdued voice
"It was under here." Bending, the taller girl pointed to
a shallow depression in the solidly packed mound of garbage. "The ends were
knotted tightly around an empty wine bottle, and it looked strange, so I tugged
on it, and the entire bag came free."
"I suggested opening it." Selena spoke up, and hunkered
protectively over the lumpy bag. "It never even occurred to us that anything
valuable could be inside. But we're trying to salvage recyclable cans and stuff
while we clean it all up, so I figured it was worth checking."
He could imagine the shocked looks on their faces when
they'd untied the knot, expecting to find more disintegrating McDonalds
wrappers...only to discover a hefty pile of cash!
Keywords: erotica, hardcore sex, sorority, cheerleaders, new business,
bikinis, carwash, building inspector, impulse sex, seduction