Memphis – Satan’s Fury MC – Little Rock Read Online L. Wilder

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Forbidden, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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But Toni didn’t know that.

“Hey, Toni!”

I knew she was working on another report for her big case, and I should’ve felt guilty about disturbing her. But I didn’t. I wanted to be close to her, so I called out again, “Hey, Toni!”

“Hold up! I’m coming,” she shouted from the guest room. I could hear her knocking around, and I wondered what the hell she was doing. Before I had a chance to ask, she rushed into the room. Her hair was wet and down around her shoulders. She was wearing short cotton shorts and a white tank, and my eyes were hopelessly drawn to the hint of cleavage it revealed. “Hey, you okay?”

I cleared my throat before I said, “I’m pretty tensed up from overdoing it today. Thought a shower might help.”

“Oh, okay.” She stepped into the room as she asked, “You need my help?”

“If you don’t mind.”

“Of course, what do you need me to do?” Before I could answer, she said, “You want me to go grab your walker?”

“I think we can manage without it.”

“Okay. What about your shirt?” She stepped over to the bed as she asked, “Might be a little tough to get off on your own.”

I could’ve managed, but the evil in me liked the idea of her undressing me. “Yeah, I could probably use a hand.”

“Sure.”

Her warm fingers brushed against the sides of my waist as she reached for the hem of my shirt. She slowly eased the shirt over my head, and I could tell by her serious expression that she was truly trying her best not to hurt me. Once she’d gotten it off, she tossed the shirt to the end of the bed, then asked, “You ready?”

I nodded and dragged my legs to the side of the bed. I cringed when the pain wrenched through my back and shoulder, but it wasn’t enough to stop me. I continued to inch my way over to the edge of the bed, and once I got there, Toni walked over and stood next to me. She leaned down and slowly brought my good arm up to her shoulder, leaning into my side in hopes of taking some of the burden of my weight.

The warmth of her body felt so damn good next to mine. It made this whole charade worthwhile. I let out a deep breath as we slowly stood together. With her other arm around my waist, she guided me into the bathroom. Once we stepped inside, I took hold of the edge of the sink and used it as support. “I’ve got it from here.”

“You sure? I could start the shower or...”

“I’ve got it.”

“Okay. I’ll leave you to it. Just call me if you need me.”

Once she’d closed the door, I reached over and turned on the shower. I let it run a minute before stepping inside. I closed my eyes and let the steaming-hot water run down my body, relieving some of the tension that was building in my aching muscles. It was just what I needed.

By the time I finished, the entire room was clouded with steam. I shut off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my waist. “Toni?”

“Coming!”

She quickly opened the door, and a wave of steam billowed out the door as she headed over to me. A small smile spread across her face as she asked, “Feel better?”

“Much.”

“Good.” She grabbed an extra towel and placed it around my neck. “Let’s get you back to bed.”

She stepped over to me and slipped her arm around my waist, bracing herself as I leaned on her and stepped out of the shower. I leaned down and inhaled, taking in the scent of her freshly washed hair. Damn. I was a goner. I didn’t want her to see the effect she was having on me, so I tightened my towel around my waist before we made our way out of the bathroom.

When we reached the bed, she took the towel from my shoulders and used it to finish drying me off. I glanced up and immediately noticed that her tank top was wet and clinging to her breasts, and my cock jumped to life when I saw that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Damn.

This woman was killing me.

“Do you want me to grab you some clean clothes?’

“Yeah, that’d be great.”

I slowly lowered myself to the edge of the bed and waited as she tossed me a fresh pair of boxers. She turned towards the wall, giving me a moment of privacy to put them on before she came over with a clean t-shirt. She was so close, and she smelled so damn good. I tried not to let my mind go where it wanted to go, but fuck it was hard, especially when she was looking at me with those lust-filled eyes.


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