Four Letter Word (Dirty Deeds #1) Read Online J. Daniels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Chick Lit, Contemporary, Erotic, Funny, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Dirty Deeds Series by J. Daniels
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Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 147136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 736(@200wpm)___ 589(@250wpm)___ 490(@300wpm)
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I kept my head down and focused.

“I’m good with that,” I said through a smirk.

“Not asking your permission,” he replied shortly under his breath.

My smirk twisted into a smile.

I was feeling good again.

We talked more about the party and some work shit while I cooked the eggs. I was on my second cup of coffee, keeping the food warm in the oven, when I heard quiet footsteps on the stairs and I stopped listening to Jamie, turned my head, and watched Syd step with sleepy eyes and finger-twisted hair into the room wearing nothing but the shirt I was wearing yesterday.

I’m sure she looked slamming in a lot of things, but that might’ve been a top look for me.

She froze, bare feet and pale limbs pressing together and her hands tugging on the hem of my tee, which was funny since it almost reached her knees hanging loose.

“Mornin’, Wild.”

I smiled at her, sat my mug down, then made my way across the room.

Her eyes danced between me and Jamie.

“Uh, mornin’.” She settled on me. “Should I go put something on?” she whispered when I reached her.

“No. You look sweet,” I said, bending to kiss her mouth.

She broke it fast and shyly, explaining, “I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”

“And?”

“My breath isn’t kissable right now. You’ll keel over.”

Her one hand acted like a barrier between our lips as she blinked up at me.

I laughed and kissed her forehead instead, which she allowed and seemed to enjoy, moaning quietly as I did it, then tucking close when I draped my arm around her and moved us back into the kitchen.

Jamie smiled at Syd, lifting his mug.

“What’s up, Sunshine? Sleep good?”

I looked down and watched my girl shoot daggers at Jamie.

Right. Legs.

Syd had her girl’s back.

“You got a problem?” Jamie asked with humor in his voice.

“Nope,” Syd snapped, looking away sharply, making her point known that she did indeed have a problem, possibly several, but she wasn’t interested in hashing it out right now.

Her attitude was another cute thing about her.

Jamie didn’t seem to care. He laughed under his breath while pouring himself a second cup of coffee, then moved to the pantry next to the fridge, pulled out a pack of Pop-Tarts, closed the door, and turned, winking at Syd as he walked around the island.

“Gotta head upstairs and wake up my guests,” he said on his way out of the room. “Ten o’clock is checkout.”

Sydney made a soft grunting noise.

“That’s disgusting,” she commented quietly when we were alone. “I can’t believe not one but three women wanted to have sex with him. They must’ve been paid off.”

“Probably an easy transaction, considering the one bank account.”

She tilted her head adorably and gazed up at me.

“Mm?”

I smiled, choosing not to elaborate, then turned into her, grabbed her waist, and lifted, hoisting her up onto the island and pushing her knees apart, shoving between them.

“You hungry?” I asked, lips moving over her cheek.

I felt her nod.

“Eggs?”

“Yummy,” she replied softly.

“Bacon?”

“Oh, my God, yes!” she whispered excitedly. “I knew I smelled bacon.”

I leaned back, grinning.

She was all dimples and bright eager eyes with fingers dancing on my neck.

“Get you set up.”

“Okay.”

I left her on the counter to pull the plates out of the oven, grabbed some forks, napkins, an extra plate, asked if she wanted ketchup or anything for her eggs and laughed at the face she gave me, nose wrinkling in disgust, then moved back to the island and set everything beside her hip, handed her a fork and the extra plate which she set aside, we were sharing, then gripping my own fork and digging into the eggs while she went straight for the bacon.

“How’d you sleep?” I asked.

Her eyes smiled.

“Perfect. You’re a very comfy pillow,” she replied, snapping into her bacon and moaning while she chewed.

I shoveled eggs into my mouth.

“Pillows are soft, babe. I ain’t soft.”

She smirked. Heat bloomed in her cheeks.

She was thinking about my cock.

Fucking loved that.

I’d show it to her right now if I didn’t think there was a slim chance Jamie would walk back in here after kicking out his trio.

“No, but you’re cozy and snuggly and warm. And you smell really nice,” she clarified. “Think I might like you better than Tori’s Christmas quilt.”

I didn’t know what that meant but it sounded like a good thing, so I didn’t question it.

“What time you gotta work today?” I asked, snagging a piece of bacon off the plate.

She chewed up a bite of eggs and forked some more.

“Eleven. So I should probably get home no later than ten thirty. I need to shower.”

I nodded.

“Gives us forty-five minutes to eat and fool around,” I said, popping the rest of the bacon in my mouth.

Syd’s eyes slowly lifted from the plate, then she shrugged nonchalantly and looked back down.

“Think I can make that work,” she replied, voice even and accommodating.


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