Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
She laughs and pulls me in for another hug. “Thanks for being you, Willow.”
I squeeze her back and sneak a look at Wilder. “I’ll let you two get a quick finger bang in under the table.”
“Willow!” Maven laughs again, and I know my job here is done.
“Come on, good-looking. Let’s give these two some alone time.”
Joaquin nods and wraps Maven in a hug, whispering something in her ear that makes her smile. “Good to see you, Maven.”
With a hand on the small of my back that makes my brainwaves fizzle out, Joaquin leads me out of the jail and into the bright California sunshine.
“What did you say to Maven?’
He leans in and smiles as he whispers in my ear. “Jealous?”
“Curious,” I shoot back with my flirtiest smile and put a hand to his chest.
“I told her when in doubt, a kick to the pussy hurts as much as a nut shot.” His teasing smile puts a smile on my face.
I don’t believe him at first, but the more I think about it, the more it sounds like the kind of advice he would give. Outrageous but helpful. I laugh out loud and shake my head. “Does it?”
He nods and licks those full lips. “Fuck, I don’t know. I don’t have a pussy, but I’ve heard it doesn’t feel good.”
My gaze stays on his lips, so full and pink against his smooth brown skin. “You know, Joaquin, I haven’t forgotten about that kiss. In fact, I haven’t stopped thinking about it since it happened.”
“Good to know,” he says and rakes his brown eyes over my body, a gaze as heavy and real as an actual caress. “Because I’ve been thinking about where else you might like to be kissed.”
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
I take a step closer until his masculine scent surrounds me and press my body against his. “The answer is everywhere, Joaquin. Now you’ve made me eager to see how well you kiss those other places.”
His hands grip my hips, and he pulls me even closer, so close that I can feel the hardening of his cock behind his jeans. My breath hitches, and his smile grows bigger. “Play your cards right, Willow, and you just might get your wish.”
My tongue goes to my lips and slicks across the bottom and then the top. My heart is racing at the thought of Joaquin’s lips all over my body, making me vibrate with need. “Fuck yeah,” I growl. “Sounds like a plan to me. A damn good one.”
He laughs. “I like you, Willow. You don’t play games.”
I shrug. “Oh, I’ve been known to play a game or two, but mostly of the erotic variety.”
He steps back and growls, adjusting his cock in his pants. “Come on. Let’s get you back to FGC.”
I pout and hop on the bike behind him. “How will I get anything done with the dirty images you put in my mind?” I ask and let my hands slide down his belly to cup his cock.
Joaquin looks over his shoulder with a grin. “You won’t.”
Chapter Four
Joaquin
After dropping Willow off at For Goodness Cakes, I make my way back to the clubhouse to figure out what the fuck else could possibly go wrong. I can’t stop thinking about that firecracker of a woman and the way she made me feel today, grabbing my cock like she had the right.
We’re all lounging around, waiting to hear what comes next, allowing me to relax while we wait. Relax and think about Willow, tempting me beyond all reason when I’m not in the headspace to be tempted like that. But there she is, first and foremost in my mind, her lush pink lips, smart-ass mouth, and wanton curves.
“Dammit,” I growl because I’m not supposed to be thinking about her right now. I should have the MC on my mind and what I can do to keep everyone safe. Secure. Alive.
“Yo, I got a lead,” Gia says, interrupting my thoughts of Willow and what could happen between us later.
Ace perks up at Gia’s words. “Whatcha got?”
Gia sighs and turns her laptop toward the President. “I found a property owned by Nogales straight up. But it’s listed as a rental property, and the renters are his brother and sister-in-law. The strange thing is it’s not a residential property, though. It’s a free-standing building that seems to serve no purpose. It’s been rented for years under their names, but the only active utility is electricity. No gas, no water.”
It didn’t make sense to me either, a rental property that seemed to serve no actual purpose. “Sounds fishy.”
“Damn right, it does,” Dix adds with a shake of his head.
“We need to check it out,” Ace says, his gaze on Dix.
Dix nods. “Joaquin, Shades, let’s go check this shit out.”
Without any further questions, I make my way to the door, and we ride out about forty minutes to the unknown building.