Irresistible Bachelors: Books 1-5 by Landish, Lauren (bts books to read TXT) 📕

trying to humiliate me. That had better be the last time you slip up or I’m gonna introduce your balls to Grandma’s nutcracker collection, got it?”

She moves to turn away, but I grab her arm, pulling her in close. Lowering my lips until they’re a fraction of an inch from her ear, I grind my hips against hers, letting her feel my cock as it quickly stiffens. “What did you say you wanted to do to my balls?”

She’s flustered, her face going red. Her lips are parted, and in the light, I can see her eyes go darker. She’s torn. She wants me, but she also wants to slap me. I’d give it to her right here on this balcony, make the choice for her, but I know there are others inside. I’m not going to push my luck that much.

I move my lips until I’m just a fraction of an inch from hers. She mewls like a kitten almost, and I know she wants to close the gap, to kiss me again. Right when our lips are about to touch, I hear steps at the entry and Mary Jo comes out, her voice cutting through the tension between us.

“Everything all right out here?”

At the sound of her Mom, Mindy tears away from me, her breathing ragged.

“Yeah, Mom,” she says, not even able to look at me. “We’ll be there in a minute.”

Mary Jo gives us a questioning look, then shrugs. “Okay. But the duck’s on the table, and I’d like to get things started. You know how Grandma is with her pills. We can’t delay dinner too long.”

She goes inside, and Mindy turns back to me. “Don’t touch me unless I tell you to. I still haven’t forgotten that stunt you pulled back at the airport and that kiss you gave me.”

I chuckle, wiggling my eyebrows. “I’m sure you haven’t, Princess. I’ll admit, you kiss pretty damn good, too.”

My comment only riles her up more. She swirls and stomps back into the mansion, giving me another breathtaking view of her ass in that tight dress and those heels. In my mind, I can imagine pulling her dress up, bending her over, and seeing just how soft the skin of her ass really is.

I shake my head, adjusting my cock to make sure I don’t stick out too much when I go back inside. As I step back into the house, I can't keep the grin from coming across my face. Crossing the foyer back toward the dining room, I mutter softly, “You’d better get used to it, Princess.”Mindy

“That meal was wonderful, Mary Jo,” Oliver says beside me, stretching his arm out along the back of the leather loveseat. “Thank you and John for your hospitality.”

I shift around, trying to minimize the chances of contact between me and Oliver, but the loveseat is too damn small and his arms are just too damn long. We’re sitting in the library after dinner, relaxing and sipping some after dinner drinks. Mom wanted everyone to have a little bit of family chill time after dinner, but I’m so ready to do anything but chill.

Sitting next to Oliver, I’m fuming on the inside while trying to look as calm as possible, smiling on the outside. But really, I’m still smarting over what he pulled at the table. Even after we came back, he would trip me up when he could, never directly saying I was wrong but subtly steering things. Every time Roxy or Grandma had a question, I could see Oliver putting his own little twist on things, just enough to make me look foolish if they remembered what I’d told them before.

I could literally grip his balls right now and squeeze. Just grab them right through his trousers and yank. But I hate that the very thought of touching his balls and his cock fills me with desire.

John gets up, stretching. “Well, I think I’m going to turn in. No offense to you all, but I have one more day of work to do before I officially go on vacation. Have a good evening.”

Mom smiles at Oliver, charmed to the bone by him. At least that’s gone well. “Well, Oliver, I’m so glad you could make it here to spend some time with us. I can see why Mindy is so taken by you.”

“My word, Mary Jo,” Grandma remarks with a cackle, “you keep on with much more of that and your nose is going to turn brown.”

Mom blushes, and I understand what Grandma means. Mom can’t seem to stop praising him.

Roxy lets out a snort and a giggle. “I still want to see if this Tony is as bad as Oliver makes him out to be.”

If he’s half the cocky bastard his brother is, I think to myself, you’re better off hanging out with the gay guys at Trixie’s.

Ivy Jo waves a hand. “I’m just so proud that Mindy has found her a nice handsome man to treat her right. And he has money too.” Grandma beams at me for a moment before asking. “Should I be planning for great-grandbabies anytime soon?”

My heart skips a beat. Babies? Is she kidding? “Uh, Grandma—”

Oliver chuckles, grabbing me around the shoulder and squeezing me close. “Maybe not soon, but we sure have been practicing, haven’t we, Princess?”

He winks at me, and I can’t help it. I bite my lip at the idea of ‘practicing’ with him. But still . . . I could just kill him.

It’s hard not to scowl, but instead I just grin. “Uh, honey,” I say, gesturing at Roxy and Layla, “not in front of the children.”

Roxy sticks out her tongue, but I’m quick to change the subject. “So Mom, what about the wedding—”

“Oh no, Mindy Price, I’m serious,” Grandma persists. “When’s it happening? I’m not getting any younger, you know, and not everyone gets to be a great-grandmother.” She looks at her other two granddaughters. “Unless one of you two wants to give me one first.”

Roxy grabs her sides. “Oh