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  Table of Contents

  Epilogue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Keep in touch

  Also by Nicky Fox

  My Hookup Girl

  Nicky Fox

  Copyright © 2018 Nicky Fox.

  My Hookup Girl

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  ISBN-13: 978-1979311380

  ISBN-10: 1979311382

  Editing: Virginia Tesi Carey

  Proofreader: Marla Selkow Esposito

  Cover Design: Under Cover Designs

  Formatting: Affordable Formatting

  Dedication

  For my brother, Cary. Who doesn't know I write. For my Mom who thinks he should be on the cover of one of my books. How about inside the book, Mom?

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Epilogue

  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Keep in touch

  Also by Nicky Fox

  1

  “My vagina is sad,” I tell Lenora, who is sitting on my couch as I move boxes around in my new apartment downtown.

  “I really don’t want to know that, Evie.” I huff at her comment. Now that Lee’s married to her sexy farmer, Hunter, she acts all prudish. I bet she’s doing dirtier shit than I have in months. That thought depresses me. I mean, I’m all for Lee getting some action. She deserves it. Lee’s a great person, my best friend actually, but I really need to be pounded in the worst way. I’m a sexual person and I’ve had no luck in the dating world for quite some time now. I’m in a drought and I don’t like it.

  “Seriously, girl. I need some major action. Otherwise, my vagina is going to shrivel and close up.” I plop down on the couch next to her. Lenora and I were roommates in college. Then she moved from Austin, where we went to school, to Dallas. It was Lee’s dream to move to the countryside. I got a job offer in Dallas shortly after at an interior design firm and we became roomies again. She then fell in love with the cowboy next door and now she’s married, pregnant, and living in his quaint farmhouse.

  I don’t feel right living in her old place anymore, even though she’s told me multiple times I can stay there. I know that she could sell the place and they could use the money for the new baby they’re expecting. God, I can’t believe she’s pregnant. She’s glowing. I so want her life. Well, I don’t know if I’d want to be pregnant right now. It’s just that I need some major sexy times, and I’m sure she’s still getting more action than I am, since mine is nonexistent.

  “Stop thinking about your vagina! This apartment is great. I can’t wait to see what you do with it. I bet it will be spectacular. You know, Hunter’s brother Jake lives close by.” She peeks over at me like she’s giving me this big secret. I return with a blank stare. Her blond, farm girl innocence is not fooling me. She’s been trying to fix Jake and me up since her wedding to Hunter. I’m well aware of Jake’s proximity. We were very close at Lee’s wedding reception.

  “Let’s go get margaritas. I’m beat from this move.” I stand to get up and then realize what I’ve said. “Well, you can order a virgin margarita.” I laugh. “That’s pretty funny though, in your condition.” She titters too.

  “Okay, let’s blow this popsicle stand and get me some tacos.” Lee winks at me and tries to get up from the sofa. She’s adorable. Her long blond hair is swept back in a ponytail and she’s wearing a tent of a dress, complete with her signature red cowgirl boots. She’s glowing and beautiful. Lee’s just one of those natural beauties. She can definitely wear one of those shirts that says, “I woke up like this.” I’m sure, even right now, she doesn’t have a stitch of makeup on. She doesn’t know it though, which makes her even more likable.

  “Here, let me help ya, girl.” I stand up and grab both of her hands. “Okay, on the count of three.” I anchor my body and sway back and forth as we count. “Three!” She glides up delicately and only the way Lee can. She reminds me of a fairy sometimes. I’m the complete opposite of her. My brown, long locks and tall stature are a contrast to her blond hair and short figure. I’m brash, opinionated, and wild. I used to be wild, anyway. Now that I’ve graduated college, my work is everything to me and I’m not so wild anymore. I don’t have time to waste on a relationship with any guy. Thus, the change of subject to margaritas and food.

  I do have a new roommate, Maggie. She owns the hair and nail salon Lee and I frequent. We’ve become pretty close in the past months and when I was looking for a place, she was looking for one too. We thought we’d help each other out financially and get a place together. It can be pretty expensive in the city. Plus, Maggie keeps me entertained. She’s this bombshell with black cherry hair and a mouth like a sailor. She has absolutely no filter. I thought I was pretty crude until I met her, little did I know. Maggie hasn’t been dating much either; her salon has been suffering a bit, so her attention is all on her work too. I wonder if Maggie and I will just be old spinsters talking about how we both used to get dick.

  “Don’t worry, Evie. You’ll get laid soon enough.” Lee must think guys grow on trees here or something. I’ve been to all the bars around the area, they are hipster hangouts, all of them. I’m not into beanies, fake tortoise shell glasses, and plaid shirts. I want a dominant man who knows his way around a woman’s body. Sometimes, you can look at a man and know he’s a tiger in the sack. He has that confidant air about him. The way he carries his body and even how he moves through a room. That’s what I’m looking for, in the bedroom anyway.

  We arrive at El Fenix, where they have the best margaritas in Dallas, meaning they’re strong as shit and cheap to boot. I can’t wait to get my lips on a frozen drink. We haven’t even set our tushies down before I’m ordering a frozen margarita, no salt.

  “Relax, Evie. We have all evening. Well, dinner anyway. Hunter’s trying to get done with the farm work earlier in the day so we can spend more time together before the baby comes.” Lee blushes. I know what she’s thinking, lucky minx.

  “Like you need more time at night, you’re already knocked up.” I laugh at
my joke, but when I see Lee’s sad eyes, I feel bad. “I’m sorry, Lee. I didn’t mean it like that.” I unwrap my silverware and place the napkin in my lap, not wanting to see that look on her face.

  “We need to set you up with someone.” This is why I love her. She’s sweet and thoughtful. I can tell her anything and she always offers her help. I miss living with her. It was like a sleepover with my best friend every night. It’s not like I haven’t had dates. I’ve dated a guy here or there since I’ve moved to Dallas. They just turned out to be duds.

  “Maybe Jake can show you around. He’s lived downtown for years. I thought y’all hit it off at the wedding.”

  I think back eight months ago to that night with Jake. “Well, something went off,” I reply.

  2

  I spot my prey. God, he’s fucking hot. Everyone is dressed up for this country wedding, but he’s the only one owning the suit he’s wearing. It’s wrapped around his gorgeous body like a present. You can tell his build was made for tailored suits. Jake’s jacket is slung on the back of his chair. His sleeves are rolled up and he keeps looking at his watch like he wants to get out of here. I’d love to leave with him. Light brown hair is pushed back from his face like he’s been running his hands through it. His brown eyes are so sexy and intense and his mouth . . . I could really fuck that mouth with my vagina. Jake’s angular nose would probably hit me just right on my clit as he goes down on me. Shit, I need to get laid.

  He stands up and goes over to the bar, which funny enough is located in a barn. The whole reception is. It’s cute, really. Lee, her mom, and I planned this wedding in three months. She and Hunter had a whirlwind engagement in Mexico, so romantic. I’m not really into romance. I just want to hook up with this guy, Jake. He’s the groom’s half-brother. They’re total opposites. Hunter’s a sexy cowboy with a lean body. He usually wears a flannel shirt and jeans. Jake is a city boy with a cutthroat attitude. You can tell by his swagger. I’ve only seen him a few times before this, mostly in passing. Jake’s only spoken with Hunter the entire time he’s been in attendance. He’s also visited the bar multiple times, so I bet he’ll be feeling tipsy soon. I don’t see the bride or groom anywhere. I think they snuck out to have sex. I can’t help but giggle about Lee and Hunter sneaking out of their own reception. They’re so obvious.

  I decide to go in for the kill and prowl across the barn, sidling up to the bar next to Jake. It’s a walk-up bar. There are no chairs at it, only at the tables in the center of the barn. I watch his body language as I order. “Appletini, please.” Jake glances at me and then down at what I assume is his rum and Coke. He takes a sip and looks out over the party.

  “Evie.” He nods in acknowledgement. We saw each other last night at the rehearsal dinner. Unfortunately, he was on the other side of the table, so I wasn’t able to strike up a conversation with him. During wedding proceedings, we were unable to speak as well. Now, I’ve been stalking my prey this evening and I’m about to pounce.

  “Jake.” I nod and sip on my appletini. “I’m surprised you’re still here. I thought you’d be at your office by now.” Hunter’s mentioned on numerous occasions that Jake is a workaholic. He’s a corporate accountant at a firm downtown. One of the many reasons I’ve not had much contact with him until now. His brown eyes meet mine.

  “I thought I’d be gone by now too. I can’t seem to find Hunter anywhere to say goodbye.” Jake’s gaze eats me up. I shiver at the thought of his touch on my skin. God, this guy emits hot sex vibes. His deep brown eyes alone could hypnotize me into taking off all my clothes. I bet sex with him would be ravenous, intense, and heady. Jake seems to need an outlet for a lot of pent-up energy. I can tell by the way he moves. He stalks me like I do him. Two predators waiting for the other to make a move. I’d gladly roll over and submit to this lion of a man.

  “They snuck out to have sex. It might be awhile.” I think about sneaking out myself to have sex. It makes me smile. As if reading my thoughts, Jake returns my smile. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him grin or show any emotion besides stoic seriousness. His gorgeous simper makes it hard for me to play it cool.

  “Nice talking with you, Evie.” Just like that, he walks away. I watch his retreating backside and huff in frustration. Couldn’t he see I was flirting? I was practically thrusting my girls in his face! Ugh. Men! I guess sometimes you just have to spell it out for them. It looks like sex isn’t in the cards for me tonight.

  I retreat to a quiet corner of the barn. A lot of the guests have gone, but I’m a little tipsy so I can’t drive yet. I could walk to Lee’s old place, Rose Cottage, from here, but I’m in these cute high heels. I wouldn’t be able to walk on the gravel road with these shoes.

  Weddings are supposed to be foolproof for hookups. I’m thinking about which vibrator I might use tonight, when suddenly, Jake’s standing right in front of me. His arm leans against the wall to the side of my head. There’s carnal heat in his eyes. I wet my lips. His lustful gaze makes me aware of places that are now wet. Jake slowly leans in. Whispering in my ear he says, “I want to make you come right now.” I gasp at his admission and clench my thighs together. His lips quickly descend. Jake’s soft lips mold to mine. His lips are plump and feel like heaven against mine. I open my mouth for him and his tongue comes into play. The hair on his jaw scratches against my sensitive skin. It’s divine. I want Jake to touch me, kiss me, lick me. His demanding lips warm my body up and I moan.

  “Shhh, quiet.” His lips meet mine again. His tongue sweeps into my mouth and I suck on his tongue. He breathes deeply, like that turned him on. I can tell he’s trying to be quiet too. I suck on his mouth and he tastes so good. His flavors flow through my mouth. There’s a touch of alcohol, peppermint, and sin; my favorite mix. One of his hands grips the back of my head along with my hair. I love how he takes control, bends me to his will. Jake’s other hand slips down the front of my silky dress. He lightly caresses my breast through the fabric. I move my hands to slip around his neck. Jake shakes his head. Grabbing my wrists, he moves them behind my back and pins me against the barn wall, essentially trapping my hands and arms. I’m completely at his mercy. I’m panting and needy.

  I glance around to see if anyone can see us, but we’re in a dark corner away from onlookers. We could have sex right here and no one would know, unless we were loud and obvious about it. I try and muffle my moans. The thought of Jake’s cock inside me while in a public place makes me even more wanton. He moves to my ear and bites, then he licks the sting away. My eyes roll to the back of my head. “Spread your legs, Evie.” I immediately follow his orders. Jake’s hand moves from my breast down to the hem of my dress and pulls it up slowly. “Is this pussy mine?”

  Without hesitation, I answer “Yes,” in a breathy whisper. Jake’s taking his time and I’m impatient for him to touch me. “Please.” I like this kind of foreplay. Dirty talk is my favorite.

  “Say my name,” Jake exhales on my neck as he reaches my panties and toys with the edge. He’s got this alpha male thing down. His stance is authoritative. With one hand on my panties, the other grips my hair. I feel cool air hit my wet pussy.

  “Jake, touch me.” I wish in this moment he didn’t have me pinned to the wall. I yearn to move my hands all over his delectable body. Jake moans in my ear, which makes me return it with one of my own. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on by someone who’s barely touched me. He trails kisses down my neck, moving my panties aside. I suck in a breath, waiting for his touch. His fingers graze my mound in a soft pet.

  “Mmm, I like bare pussy. You’re so wet for me, Evie.” He kisses my mouth to cover my cry of ecstasy. Jake pulls his hand out of my panties quickly. I whimper at the absence. Smirking, he sticks the two fingers that were just inside me in his mouth. My legs shake. I know exactly what he’s going to do with those wet fingers next. This barn could be burning down right now and I wouldn’t care. I’d stay right here with those wet fingers. His mouth makes a pop noise when he withdraws them. Then, t
hey’re back on my aching core. “God, you taste horny.” He kisses me before I can react. Jake’s fingers move expertly around my clit. I move my head to rest on his shoulder as he slides in one finger and then a second. He pumps them in and out while rubbing my clit with his thumb. I suddenly realize I’m chanting his name. It’s muffled, but I’m sure he can hear it. There’s no one else that exists right now but he and I. Jake is going to finish me. He’s going to make me come just like he promised.

  “That’s right, Evie. Tell me who’s making you come.” Holy shit. And just like that, I’m coming all over his hand. The moment he said “come,” I was done for. The rumble in his voice runs through my body all the way to my core.

  My nails scratch at the wood wall behind me and I’m mewling so loud, Jake sticks his tongue in my mouth to shut me up. I don’t care if everyone in this barn hears me. This man deserves a standing ovation for this orgasm. That’s not all, I come and I come. It feels never-ending. He pulls away slightly to look at my face as I orgasm all over his hand. This is the longest I’ve ever come in my life and it was just with his fingers. Jake’s holding me up with one arm. I have no control over my legs, much less anything else.

  “Holy shit. That was amazing.” My body is limp and useless. I lean against him and pant. I needed that orgasm more than my next breath. I smile coyly at him and he withdraws his hand and kisses me lightly on the cheek.

  “Thanks, sugar. I enjoyed watching you come.” He straightens his jacket and tie. “I’m sober enough to drive home now. See you around, Evie.” Jake turns after I straighten up and walks away. WHAT!? His huge package was definitely rock solid under his pants. I know, I brushed up against it as I was humping his hand. Why would he do that? I was ready to go somewhere more private and put my hands all over his body. Jake grabs a napkin from an empty table on his way out. He wipes his hands off and doesn’t look back.