Blunted (Rush Riders MC #1) Read Online M.N. Forgy

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Rush Riders MCSeries by M.N. Forgy
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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
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After a beat, she heads down the stairs toward me, standing on the other side of the tailgate, she looks at the boxes covering it and frowns. She motions to me with her hand to back up as she gets on the ground and crawls under the edge of the tailgate and comes up in front of me. I don't move back so when she stands up, we are inches apart. I look down at her small, heart-shaped angelic face. Tendrils of loose chestnut hair have escaped the ponytail at the back of her head, making me want to reach out and rub the silky strands between my fingers as I tuck them back behind her ears. She lets out a soft gasp, causing her thick pouty lips to slightly part. Imagining sucking them between mine makes me have to shift my stance to keep my growing erection from being noticeable. I shift my gaze from her lips up to her large almond-shaped eyes. I had been captured by them yesterday, but this close up I am completely lost in their beauty. They are wide set, dark, and surrounded by long thick lashes. Looking into them, they are full of curiosity and mischief. I back up to keep myself from grabbing her and kissing her.

Slipping past me she gets close enough that I take in her scent. She smells sweet, like vanilla and nutmeg, making me want to devour her on the spot. She gets in the truck and pulls it forward. Two of the boxes fall off the tailgate and land on the sidewalk as she drives over the curb, and I can't help but chuckle. Parking the truck, she heads back toward me. Glancing over she notices the boxes that have fallen on the sidewalk, she sighs but continues on toward me. Stopping in front of me, she says. “I am so sorry, I thought you would be at work all day.” Her voice is smooth like velvet, which makes it hard to yell at her.

Remembering my mission, I straighten up and bark, “Who the hell taught you how to drive?”

Wincing at my tone, she takes a step back, but then she answers, “Ummm, my friend...Ben?”

Did this girl really think I wanted an answer or is she being a smart-ass. “Don't drive over the curbs or park on the sidewalk. And make sure you shut that door when you’re done.” I can’t help the growl in my voice, the shit I’m saying is common sense. She lowers her head like a scolded child and nods that she understands. Satisfied that I have upset her, I turn and storm up the stairs to my condo.

Damn, I'm an asshole, but I can't be nice to this girl. I need her to move. Shit, I wouldn't mind getting a taste of her before she does though.

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I stand frozen outside as the guy who lives upstairs turns and storms up the stairs, pissed. God, he’s an asshole! I want to tell him off, but we have to live together so I’m trying to stay passive. Sighing, I go back up to my condo and shut the door. Turning around so my back is against it, I shut my eyes, replaying in my mind everything that just happened. When I came out from under the tailgate, he was staring down at me. I had not seen his face that well yesterday but today when I had crawled out from under the truck, he was right in front of me, just inches between us. When he looked down at me, I could see his face is just as perfectly created as the rest of him. He looks authoritative with a chiseled strong jawline, a scruffy beard with no more than a days’ worth of growth. His lips were full and drawn into a straight line. His scent was intoxicating, a musky earth scent like patchouli. But again, those eyes. Today he was so close that when he looked in mine with his piercing blue ones, it felt like he was trying to reach in and grab my soul. He scares the shit out of me. I felt like that frightened thirteen-year-old girl being choked in the bathroom again when he yelled. But at the same time there was something else, something I have never seen in a man’s eyes before when they look at me. Something I can't even name. Pulling myself together, I open the door and head back down to the truck continuing the task of unpacking. After I have everything upstairs, I call Jenna.

“Hey,” she answers cheerfully.

“Hey, okay if I come over to your place to get ready for Parker's party?”

“Of course. Are you coming now?”

“In just a little bit, I just got done moving some boxes into my new place.”

“Oh, did you see the hot biker?” Her voice screeches so loud I have to hold the phone away from my ear.


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