Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
“Were not an average MC.”
“That’s true. Do most of you have a BAMC tat?” She dragged her fingernails over his warm skin. First across his chest and one nipple before heading south.
“I don’t know. I don’t inspect my brothers’ bodies.”
She grinned. “Well, if you need a volunteer…”
“They all have wives or girlfriends.”
She thought of Cross and Nash. “Or husbands.”
“True. We also have a female member with a boyfriend.”
“Sounds like more of a melting pot than an MC.”
“Definitely diverse. Unlike your father’s.”
“Can you blame them? It’s not like most MCs accept anything other than lily white members.”
“Ours does,” he murmured as she worked on unfastening his belt.
“That’s good to know. So do the Dirty Angels, if you weren’t aware.”
“I was. Also, the Blood Fury up north.”
She didn’t know too much about that club. “My knowledge about the Fury is limited to them being an ally of the Knights and Angels. That’s it.” She slipped the top button of his jeans free and slowly worked the zipper down, the backs of her knuckles brushing against his erection.
When she glanced up, she saw Nox had his head tipped down and was watching her.
She worked his jeans and boxer briefs over his muscular ass and down his lightly furred thighs. Eventually they fell to the floor with a jingle, from both the change in his pocket and his belt buckle.
Stepping back, she slowly took in every inch of him since he was now completely naked.
Finally.
She had to admit, it was worth the wait.
His hands hung by his sides with the fingers loosely curled.
His thick, hard cock jutted out from a dark patch of wiry hair.
A pearly bead of precum clung precariously to the smooth tip.
His balls hung heavily.
“Liyah…”
She glanced up to see his throat working, his nostrils flared and his jawline sharp. His hazel eyes were heated as they met hers.
He demanded in a gravelly voice, “Now you.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Since she had a good look at him, Nox was now more than ready to see her.
All of her.
Every last fucking inch.
“Do you want to do it for me?”
He shook his head. The offer was tempting but he had all night to touch her. Instead… “I want to watch.”
“No pressure, right?”
For the first time since meeting her, she lost some of her confidence. He needed to fix that. “I’ve touched you, tasted you, inhaled your sweet scent… Now I want to see all of you.“
“I hope you like what you see,” she murmured.
“I doubt anything you reveal will change my opinion.”
“You say that now…”
“Liyah…”
She lifted a hand and shook her head. “I don’t care how confident a woman is in her everyday life, we still have moments where we question ourselves, our decisions or how we look.”
“That doesn’t only apply to women.”
She lifted one eyebrow and gave him a pointed look. “Obviously.”
With a sigh, she worked the buttons free on her sleeveless blouse until it hung open, exposing her very generous breasts and a bra that did a lot of the heavy lifting.
With a shrug, the blouse slipped off her shoulders and fluttered to the floor behind her. Reaching behind her back, she unclipped her bra and shrugged again. It fell forward, freeing her breasts.
She caught him licking his lips and squeezing the root of his cock. At least his throbbing erection proved he liked what he saw.
He cleared his throat. “Keep going.”
Since she had kicked off her shoes while in the kitchen, she now stood in front of him only wearing shorts.
Since she seemed to be in no rush to remove them, he asked, “Didn’t you suggest that we should have sex in a bed while totally naked?”
“Did I?”
He tipped his head to the side. “Second thoughts?”
“No. But getting naked for the first time in front of someone can be a little nerve-wracking.”
“Keep going,” he urged again, stroking his cock. Every time he got to the head, he squeezed it, forcing out another bead of precum.
“Keep doing that and my panties will be soaked before I can get them off.”
“Then that’s a good reason to remove them.”
Today’s shorts, like the pair she wore the other day, had an elastic waistband, so she easily pushed them and her panties down in one shot. But when she straightened, her hands covered her lower belly.
She was too late. He had already seen what she was now attempting to hide.
Anyway, she wouldn’t be able to hide it when she was spread naked on the bed. And that was where they were headed next.
He understood the hesitation of her wanting him to see it, but she had no reason to worry.
He really did like everything he could see.
Besides the fact that she was the daughter of an outlaw biker with a hatred for cops, she was perfect. If he was looking for more than the reason he was there.
He wasn’t.
He’d been barely ready to have sex with another woman. He certainly wasn’t ready for any kind of relationship, even a casual one. However, being in her bedroom tonight wasn’t about the future, it was about right now.