Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Her bright blue eyes glittered over my face, scrutinizing me. Searching for a fault or a weakness in my story. But she wasn’t going to find one.
“I believe you,” she finally said, then she laughed. “Boy, you must have some balls on you, Ruger La Montagne. You could have any woman in town and you go and pick the niece of Bull Western and sister to the three Calley brothers.” She shook her head and her dark curls bounced around her shoulders. “You’ve got to have some big stones to take on all of that.”
“I love her,” I said, meeting her bright blue eyes.
“Good. Because you’re going to need that to ride out the fire and brimstone of Michael Western.”
CHASTITY
I was finally free of my bridesmaid’s duties and ready to get my hands on my sexy ass boyfriend. But when I looked up, he was dancing with my mom.
“Oh, great!” I whispered, grabbing a tumbler of some kind of amber liquor from a passing waiter and downing it. Between my brothers’ scrutiny, my mother’s current inquisition, and my uncle’s death stares from across the room, he probably felt like a man with a bounty on his head.
Not that he looked particularly fazed. He seemed to be taking it all in stride.
I walked over to where he was with my mom on the dance floor. “Mind if I cut in?”
“Of course not, baby girl.” My mom smiled at me warmly. “He’s all yours.”
When she walked away, Ruger wrapped his arms around me.
“I’ve missed you,” he said quietly, and the look of affection on his face filled my chest with warmth. “I’m dying to kiss you.”
I wound my arms around his neck. “Then why don’t you?”
His eyes searched mine. “If we do this, right here, right now, there’s no turning back for me. Do you understand?”
I knew there would be resistance. But I was ready to weather the storm. Once people saw how happy we were—how good we were together—they would ease up and leave us be. Then we’d be free to explore this.
I whispered into his ear. “I’m all yours, baby. It’s time we let them know.”
Them being the entire MC who were already watching us curiously.
He grinned, and it was so delicious I couldn’t wait for him to kiss me.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked.
“Are you kidding me? I was born ready.” I smiled up at him. Nothing mattered as long as I was with him. Not the stares, not the inquisitive looks, not the raised eyebrows. I laced my hands behind his neck and looked up into his beautiful green eyes. “I love you.”
Heat shimmered over his face and darkened in his eyes. “Then show me.”
A small smile curled on my lips. Time to let our world know we were together. Time to show them that this was real, and that it was happening whether they liked it or not.
With my eyes riveted to his, I rose up and gently brushed my lips against his. He moaned and smiled, and took the kiss deeper by cupping my face in his hands and searing his lips to mine.
The kiss was sensual. Delicious. And deliberate.
Let them see what we had together.
I knew people were looking.
I knew there were whispers.
But damn it all to hell, I could care less and kissed my man like no one was watching.
RUGER
“Let’s go for a walk,” Chastity said, pulling away from our kiss. She looked up at me through her lashes and I could see the lust in her eyes. Leaning up on her toes, she whispered in my ear. “I want you to fuck me in the apple grove.”
She didn’t need to ask twice. I hadn’t seen my woman in twenty-four hours and I was fucking starving for a taste. Last night I had missed her in our bed. Missed the warmth of her body next to me. Now it was pressed up against me and doing things to all of my senses.
Taking her hand, I led her off the dance floor and down the stone steps in the direction of the rose garden. We followed the path through a floral archway, passed two security men dressed in black and into a field of lush green grass. The apple grove was on the other side of a small cobblestone fence, accessible through an old wooden gate.
As we made our way around the little stone barn, my woman stopped and pulled me to her, seeking my mouth with a searing kiss. I groaned in response and walked her backward until she was up against the brick wall, my hands roaming up and down the length of her like they were searching for Braille.
But she broke off our kiss and pushed me back until it was me up against the wall.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” she whispered against my lips before dropping to her knees.