Clown Motel (Welcome to the Circus #4) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Welcome to the Circus Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
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He knew as well as I did what ‘take care of it’ meant.

Bryson took Idabell out of my apartment kicking and screaming, and I hoped he brought backup like I’d told him to. Even if he didn’t, I knew he’d get her there, throwing a fit or not. It didn’t matter how much noise she made, I owned the damn building, and there wasn’t a single person in this building I didn’t vet before letting them in.

The door to my room opened, and I turned slowly to find Crimson standing in the wide-open doorway.

Naked.

“My mom gone?” she asked.

I nodded.

“Do you have anything to say for yourself?” she asked. “I mean, that was my mother.”

I started loosening my tie, then slowly pulled it free from around my neck.

Her eyes took in every single move I made, and then the slow, methodical walk toward her.

When we were only inches apart, I said, “Osborn, huh?”

She licked her lips nervously before saying, “It was spontaneous.”

“Spontaneous,” I mused. “You know what else is spontaneous?”

She bit her lip and shook her head.

I closed the distance between us, wrapped my hand around her waist, and then carried her to my bed.

She gasped at the move, and then looked at me with wide eyes as she bounced on my mattress before coming to a stop.

I tossed the tie to the floor, lost my shirt and jacket, and tossed them on the floor, too.

Her eyes kept getting wider and wider. If it wasn’t so comical to see, I might’ve found it sexy as hell to see what I did to her. Alas, she was just too funny, and I couldn’t stop the smirk from crossing my face.

Her cheeks pinked, and she looked away, allowing me the surprise I needed to flip her over onto her belly, hike her hips up, and smack the hell out of her ass.

She shrieked. “What are you doing?”

“What am I doing?” I asked. “How about a spanking for each time you went out of your way to fuck with me?”

She snapped her mouth shut for all of three seconds before saying, “I didn’t think it would bother you.”

The fucked-up thing was…it didn’t.

It didn’t bother me one damn bit actually. Which was really fucked up, because I had a lot of secrets that should really stay hidden. If she exposed me, it wouldn’t just be me hurt.

Yet, I kept allowing her overreaching to happen.

And I shouldn’t.

I really fuckin’ shouldn’t.

“It doesn’t,” I snarled. “Which is bad. Do you know what would happen to me if you slipped up?”

She looked at me through wide eyes, her left cheek planted against my mattress, and her shoulders collapsed under her. Her hands were clenched in fists at her side, and she had a fantastic fuckin’ handprint in the middle of her left ass cheek.

But it was her hair sprawled all over my pillow that had me forgetting how infuriating she was and thinking that maybe there were other, more pleasurable ways that this could be solved.

I slowly unzipped my slacks, then unbuttoned and pushed them down, giving her plenty of time to take off if that was what she wanted.

But she stayed, not moving a single muscle.

I took advantage of that and wrapped my hand around my cock to guide it to her entrance.

She stilled. “I’m on birth control.”

The blurted words had me grinning.

“I know,” I said. “I know everything there is to know about you now, darling. I know what your favorite color is. The way you take your tea. You hate black coffee and put so much goddamn creamer and sugar into it that you might as well be drinking diabetes. I know that your last health exam was a few months ago, and I also know that you have an implant, and tried to get your doctor to give you a hysterectomy at nineteen.”

She shivered. “Do you know why?”

I smoothed my hand over her ass, right over the place that still likely stung from my earlier machinations.

“Because you can’t stand kids.” I laughed. “It says so right in the online gift you gave your sister, Simi, when she popped her babies out earlier in the year.”

She snickered but stopped when I pushed my cock in to the hilt.

It was incredibly easy only because she was slick, hot, and ready for me.

As if she’d been sitting there, waiting for me to come home and punish her for the way she’d come into my life and hurricaned her way around inside of it.

She hissed in a breath between clenched teeth, and I watched my cock get swallowed up by her juicy pussy.

Tight.

Always so freakin’ tight.

And wet.

And hot.

“Ughhh,” I grunted as I pulled out and thrust back inside. “How can you do this to me?”

She didn’t answer.

I didn’t either, catching her hips and pulling her into me so I could grind into her further.


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