Poison Read online Jade West

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 105704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
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She was blushing pink in no time, breaths ragged as she fought the battle. My pulse was strumming, but steady, enjoying the rhythm of the game. Two people in the groove, predicting each other’s movements and using it to spur their downfall.

She scored a point. I scored three back.

She did a jig when she scored her second, told me it was only a matter of time before she kicked my ass, she was still just finding her feet again.

Her feet were actually a fuck ton more steady than I remembered them. So was her swing.

“Have you been practicing?” I asked, but she shook her head.

“No. Maybe you’ve just been getting worse.”

I tipped my head and gave her another smirk, cheeky little minx. She was right on that score. I’d been getting worse at life for a whole long drag of it, but I wasn’t going to show her that. Not today.

So I did it. I kicked her ass. Pulled my mind from the filth and charged myself to the maximum.

She was sweating and panting, letting out those delicious little grunts as she tried to batter the ball back, but I couldn’t help myself. I kept on stealing it, aiming the ball just outside her stretch to watch her straining.

I loved watching her straining.

“I will beat you one day,” she told me through the grunts. “I swear, I’m going to beat you one day.”

“Be my guest,” I said, and slammed another point home.

There were another couple of players waiting at the sidelines by the time we clocked that our time was done. I met her at the net, but she had none of my outstretched commiseration handshake, putting her thumb to her nose and poking her tongue out.

Jesus Christ, I loved that silly little side of Anna. She had me poking my tongue out right back at her, laying a hand on her back as we walked away from the court.

We strolled our way back out through reception into the parking zone with a thanks to the attendant, and she pulled her phone straight from her bag, scrolling through the numbers.

“Where next?” I asked, and she shot me a glance that feigned disinterest.

“I’m calling a taxi,” she said. “I’m going home.”

But I was done with the stupid facade. She let out a squeak as I grabbed her tight and forced her across the gravel to my truck. She stole a gasp before I slammed her into the passenger door, my thigh pressed tight between hers and my breath in her face.

“You’re not going anywhere near home until you’ve come around my cock, and we both fucking know it,” I said and the glare she gave me was the headiest mix of want and hate I’d ever seen. “Now buckle the fuck up,” I said. “We’ll see who wins the next game… in my fucking bed.”

“It was a one off,” was all she could say.

I told the truth right back at her. “It’ll never be a one off while your pussy is dripping for more and my dick is so keen to deliver.”

The silence ringing back at me had me grinning like a twat.

“This is just sex,” she said eventually and I nodded.

“It can be whatever you want it to be, Anna, just give me that pretty little mouth and that pretty little cunt to match.”

“I mean it,” she snapped, then turned to yank the door open. “It’s just sex. You’re a prick, and I know it this time around.”

“I’m a prick with a prick you want a ride on,” I said, and made my way to the driver’s side. She was already belted in when I dropped into the seat. I wasted no time in getting the hell out of there and back on the road.

We were back out of town when I opted to strike up conversation.

“Don’t you wanna talk about it? Not any of it? Maybe we can churn things out a bit, cover some ground.”

“I don’t want to talk about one single snippet of the bullshit you put me through. Get fucked.”

“You can get fucked,” I said. “You can get fucked really fucking hard as soon as we get through that front door.”

It was another thing I was telling the truth on.

She barely even bothered petting the dogs when they charged at her, and I wouldn’t have let her if she’d wanted to. They were bounding around outside and she was up against the wall in a beat, my mouth on hers so hard she could barely take a breath, and she was right back at me, nails digging into my shoulders like she wanted to spear me, even as I ripped those shorts down her thighs.

And she’d known it. She’d known she’d fucking be here, even if she’d set out to deny it in a court of fucking law.


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