Reckless Hands (Joey and Adora Duet #1) Read Online T.L. Smith

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Joey and Adora Duet Series by T.L. Smith
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61905 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
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“I can’t. Sorry, I’m busy.”

He takes two large steps until he is in front of me, then his calloused hand grasps my chin and lifts it.

I let him, watching in fascination. I’m stuck in a moment of time where I am contemplating the whole should-I-or-shouldn’t-I dilemma.

As he leans in, his lips coming closer, now would be the perfect time to stop him.

To tell him to fuck off, to not kiss me because I don’t want him.

However, that’s a lie.

We all know it.

I want to know what it’s like to kiss him.

If you had asked me that question over a week ago, I would have told you quite the opposite.

This is not instalove.

Hell, I don’t even know if I actually like the man.

But that doesn’t mean his lips aren’t full enough that I haven’t dreamed about how they would feel on my lips and how they would feel everywhere.

I’m a kisser.

I love to be kissed.

On every part of my body.

Anywhere and everywhere.

And girls kiss the best.

No man has ever kissed me so passionately that my head has spun, and I wondered what it would be like to never kiss them again.

Joey’s lips touch mine, and instantly I taste oranges. What a weird flavor. It’s as if he just bit into one, and now he’s sharing it with me. His lips move softly against mine, languidly.

Well, well, well! Who knew he could kiss like that?

He’s not hard nor demanding like I thought he would be. Instead, he’s gentle yet still domineering.

I like it.

My mouth opens, and he takes that opportunity to slide his tongue inside, and the minute he does, my head whips back as I come to my senses, and I break our kiss.

“Done! Now we only have to do that one more time and never have to do it again.” I smile and walk away from him as fast as my feet will allow me.

When I step into the back office, I check the security cameras to see if he’s still there, but he’s gone. And that’s when I finally breathe.

But what lingers is the taste of oranges.

Touching my lips, I try to think of why I hate oranges and come up with nothing.

NINE

JOEY

I kissed her.

I kissed her, and she’s a temptress.

I kissed her, and I want more.

If she hadn’t broken that kiss, I would have held her to me and tasted every inch of her luscious body. I was tempted from the beginning.

“No sex club!” Sailor yells as we walk out the door.

Keir looks back at her and raises a brow.

“What? I know what happens there. That’s where you found me.” She winks and walks up the stairs.

“We are so going to a sex club,” Piper says, huffing out a laugh.

“You should be with the girls,” I tell her.

Piper places a hand on her hip, and Keir says nothing because he actually likes her. Yes, she’s our cousin, but she listens to him without argument and that’s something Keir demands—loyalty, respect, reverence.

“I’m with you guys.”

“Piper.” Keir turns to face her.

She simply rolls her eyes and goes back inside.

Angelo, one of our third cousins who isn’t so much in this life but runs one of our many businesses, is with us. “Lucas will meet us there.”

I say nothing as we get into the car.

“You think you’ll be happy with her?” Keir asks, his expression unchanging. Always hard and uncompromising.

“Is anyone happy with someone they don’t choose to marry?” I reply.

“Yes, and you know it.”

“Our mother was never happy. Our father was a power-hungry dick.” He’s well aware of this fact, since he is the one who ended up having to deal with our father.

“That was a different scenario.”

“You never married who you were meant to,” I point out. Again.

“Joey.”

“I’m just saying… you found a way out of it, why can’t I?” I look to Angelo, who has been silently taking in our exchange. “You want to marry a fiery little thing that reads romance books all day?”

“Married.” He holds up his hand, showing his wedding band.

“I hear two wives is where it’s at.”

He laughs at me, but Keir does not.

“What do you want to drink?” Keir opens the bar in the limo and pulls out a bottle of bourbon. I snatch it from him, twisting the lid and chugging as much as I can before I feel the need to throw up.

“My future wife also likes pussy. Who knew that was a possibility?” I fake laugh, the whiskey is talking for me now.

Angelo sits there, stunned into silence, and Keir merely shakes his head at me.

“Who even knows if she likes dick. But she ain’t touching this dick since she’s still fucking that little blonde.”

“Tell her to stop,” Keir says, looking at me like I’m dense since this is the obvious solution.

“No, because I plan to fuck whoever I want as well. So how would that be fair if I demanded that of her?”


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