Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 143728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Staring down at Taylor, his expression hardened at what she was attempting to do. Leaning forward, he cupped her chin, lifting her eyes to meet his. “You should do both of us a favor and end this now if you’re reconsidering your decision to marry me. I’ve always been straight with you about the club. I can promise to be faithful and protect you with my life if we marry, but walking away from the brothers isn’t an option. If you can deal with that, then you don’t have any reason to question to my loyalty to you.” Dropping his hand from her chin, he turned his hand palm up in front of her. “If not, you can give my ring back, and we can move on without any hard feelings.”
Consternation brought a red flush to her cheeks at his uncompromising attitude. He hadn’t earned his rank in the military and in the club by being a pushover.
The Last Riders had entrusted him not only with their loyalty but their finances. He was currently seeking to start a business that would ensure their future as well as help others. The brothers may no longer be in the military, but they still wanted to make lives better for those in need, which was why many had answered the call to serve.
Taylor gave a small laugh; it didn’t fool him that she was serious about trying to make him choose sides between her and the club.
“I love you. I guess I’m just worried about coming in second place for you.”
“You could never come in second place with me. I love you.” His expression softened as he tried to reassure her. “I wouldn’t be willing to commit to you unless I believed I could be the husband you need me to be.”
Taylor raised herself onto her knees to twine her arms around his neck, ignoring his outstretched hand. “Are you sure about that? I plan to be a very demanding wife.”
Lifting her back onto his lap, he wrapped his arms around her waist to press her tightly against him. Feeling the satisfying pressure of her breasts fitting snuggly against his chest, his thoughts turned from irritation to desire.
Falling back on the bed, he could only stare at the dazzling creature above him. Even with her hair messed up and smudged makeup, Taylor had that quality that lured men to her. He hadn’t been the only brother who wanted her in his bed, but he was the only one to succeed. “Now there’s the woman I love. I was worried for a second that she was slipping away from me.”
Taylor rolled her eyes at him. “I can be a real witch sometimes. Sorry.”
The repentant grin had him gripping her hips to press her down suggestively on his dick. “Make it up to me, and I’ll forgive you.”
She started sliding her hand between their bodies. “I can do that.”
His head reared back as Taylor grabbed his cock and started using her magic touch to make him forget the misgivings he was having about asking her to marry him. He spread his thighs on the bed as she started lowering herself to place her mouth over the erection that was aching to relive the skillful caresses of the night before.
Tucking a strand of her tawny hair that was hiding his view behind her ear, he sucked in a shaky breath when Taylor covered the head of his cock with her silky lips.
The sound of his cell phone had him gritting his teeth in frustration. Rising up onto his elbows, Gavin started to reach for it at the same time Taylor clamped a hand on his wrist.
“Don’t.” Her eyes pleaded with him not to answer as she pushed at his shoulder to press back down with her other hand.
“Babe, I have to answer.”
“Let it go just this once.” Grasping his wrist, she used all her strength to stop him as she pleaded. He hadn’t known Taylor was capable of using the amount of strength she was exerting. It was hot as fuck.
Gavin started to relax back onto the bed as she wiggled back downward toward his dick. Both his cock and head wanted to give in to her demand when the phone stopped ringing, but his conscience wouldn’t let him.
Prying his hand from hers with his other hand, Gavin reached for the phone. All the brothers knew he was proposing to Taylor last night, so they wouldn’t interrupt unless it was important.
As he picked up the phone, an eerie feeling struck him not to redial the number that had just called. Shrugging the feeling off, like the complaints that were coming from Taylor, he hit the number.
As he listened to the voice on the other end, he started sliding his naked body out from under Taylor to reach down for the clothes that had been strewn on the floor the night before.