Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 112926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
“See? That wasn't so hard. Don't know why you've been playing so hard to get.” His hands landed on my hips before they curled around my back, squeezing my ass.
“You want a taste of this ass? You can have it. Fuck me sideways, fuck me front and back, put me on my knees, get between my thighs. Put me on your dick, and I’ll ride you until the sun comes up. I’m on the pill. If you're safe, we can ditch the condoms, and you'll feel every inch of me. Have you ever fucked a girl bareback? I can be your first. I'll even show you my deepthroating skills. You want filthy? I can make your filthiest fantasies come true, Maddox. You can have it all, baby.”
My teeth grazed his earlobe before I bit down softly. His throat bobbed with a low groan.
“In your dreams,” I breathed in his ear.
I released him and pushed away from his body. His eyebrows curled together in confusion before realization dawned in his eyes. He reached for me, but I sidestepped him, tsking. It was my turn to taunt him, and by the look on his face, he hadn't expected it.
Oh no, Maddox Coulter underestimated me.
I winked, and my lips curled into a satisfied smirk. “See you tomorrow, Coulter.”
I walked backward, enjoying the look of complete shock on his face. My gaze slid over him, from the top of his messy blond hair down to his brown leather boots.
“Oh. You might want to take a cold shower to help with that,” I said, pointing toward his semi hard-on, which was indecently poking through his jeans.
Whoops.
***
Maddox
I couldn’t remember the last time a girl had knocked me on my ass. Probably never because it was impossible. I played the games, and they were my catch.
How did the table turn?
Lila marched away, shaking her plump ass as if to tempt me further, with her long black hair teasing the curve of her hips. She gave me one last haughty look over her shoulder before she disappeared around the building, and I was left dumbstruck in the middle of the field with a fucking hard-on.
I should have known – she was fierce. I underestimated her, but honestly, I didn’t expect her to give me goddamn blue balls.
With pink lips and a sultry voice, she was a siren with a filthy mouth and I. Was. A. Goner.
There was just something about Lila Garcia that I wanted to explore. I thought she was an interesting plaything at first. Now? I rubbed my thumb over my jaw, still staring at where she had disappeared. Her scent still lingered around me. It was some sweet perfume, nothing too heavy or cheap like the other bitches I had hanging around me. It was soft and sweet, and my tongue slid out over my lips as if I could taste her.
I was spellbound, my palms twitched and my dick – yeah, that bastard was more than interested.
I wanted to see how far I could push before she exploded into tiny little pieces at my feet.
Sure, Lila was feisty and oh, so fucking sassy, but for how long? How long would it take to break her and mold her into a pretty little thing like I’d done with all the others?
She was fucking trouble.
Guess what?
I wasn’t the type to shy away from trouble.
Come at me, Sweet Cheeks.
CHAPTER TEN
Lila
I walked into my grandparents’ grocery store early Sunday morning. We weren’t opened yet, but they had been here for an hour, getting everything ready for a busy day. I usually came in to help them during the rush hour, but otherwise, they had part-timers helping them daily.
I walked further inside toward the back storage. “Gran?”
“In here, sweetie,” she called out.
Smiling, I stepped into the storage room. “Do you need my hel–”
My smile slid from my face as I came to halt at the door, facing the one person I never wanted to see here.
What the hell?
“You,” I said, my voice filled with accusation.
Maddox grinned, still holding one huge box in his arms. “Good morning, Lila.”
My mouth fell open, dumbstruck. No way, no fucking way. “What are you doing here?”
Grandma patted his arm as if she had known him for the longest time. I wasn’t sure I liked the way she was smiling up at him. “I hired him yesterday. He came looking for a part-time job, and since we’re hiring, he got the job. He said he’s from Berkshire. You won’t be bored at work anymore since you two are friends.”
“Friends?” My jaw went slack, and I couldn’t formulate a better sentence. Friends? What? How? Who? What? When?
“Yes. I told Mrs. Wilson how close we are. I didn’t know this store was owned by your grandparents. What a surprise,” Maddox explained, with a shit-eating grin.
Bullshit. The look on his face told me the truth. Maddox knew exactly what he was doing, and he was here on purpose. His mission was to make my life miserable, in every way. I wanted to knock the smile off his face. So he was stalking me now. Great.