Rust or Ride – Lost Kings MC Read Online Autumn Jones Lake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 142728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
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“Right?” Emily’s cheek slides up and down against my chest in agreement. “Nooo, why is she going in the basement with him? Now I’m just getting mad.” Instead of anger, she bursts into giggles, her whole body vibrating against mine. “Nooo, this is so wrong! No woman with a functioning brain would do that.”

Her laughter’s a balm, healing all my inner scars. I love her voice. Her snarky comments. So many times, she blurts out the same thoughts running through my brain.

“Sorry.” She presses her fingers to her lips and sits up, turning slightly to face me. “I’m always a chatterbox when we watch something. Libby won’t go to the movies with me anymore.” She rolls her eyes. “I’m too embarrassing.”

“I enjoy your commentary.” I rest my hand on her knee. “You’re smart. You have a way of expressing almost exactly what I’m thinking.”

“Hmm.” She snuggles close to me again. “Does that make me smart or someone who confirms your already existing biases?”

I snort and rumble with laughter, jostling her against me. “Why can’t it be both?”

“Oh, you’re good.” She tips her head and peers up at me. Perfect kissing range.

I lean down. Her eyes widen but her lips curve. She lifts her hand, touching my cheek. “Weird movie to make out to,” she whispers.

“I haven’t even kissed you yet.”

Laughter dances in her eyes. “Oops, getting ahead of myself.”

I cup the back of her head, running my thumb over her jaw. “I’m good with that.” This time, I don’t give her a chance to respond. I press my lips to hers. She slides her hand into my hair. Shivers race down my spine as she rakes her nails over my scalp. I groan at the pleasurable sensation, and she answers with a hungry little kitten noise.

The angle’s awkward and I need her a hell of a lot closer. I slip one arm behind her back, pulling her up.

“Where do you want me?” she whispers against my lips.

Everywhere and anywhere.

“In my lap.” I pat my leg.

She eagerly sits up and straddles my thighs, resting her butt on my knees and her hands on my shoulders. “Like this?”

“Closer.” I thread my fingers through her hair and drag her to me. She wiggles and shimmies until her center’s snuggled up to my dick.

“Perfect,” I praise.

She smiles against my mouth. “You feel good.”

“So do you.” I tug on the ends of her hair. “Now, keep kissing me.”

“You’re so demanding,” she teases.

“You have no idea.”

She swoops in and kisses my cheek, then finds her way to my mouth again.

From my left there’s a steady thud-thud-thud but I’m too wrapped up in Emily to figure out what the sound is. Or rather, who the sound is coming from.

“Wowza,” Libby says. “Five-alarm fire in the living room.”

Emily jumps and throws herself out of my lap onto the couch, almost kneeing me in the nuts.

“Hey, what’s up?” she squeaks.

Libby stays in the archway between the hall and the living room. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. It was so quiet down here, I thought you’d left.”

“I wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye, Libby.” I flash a quick grin at her that she returns.

“Aw, Em, did you watch this without me?” Libby asks, stepping into the living room and staring at the television.

Emily coughs into her fist. “I missed some of it so, uh, I’ll watch it again. Not sure you’ll like it though, the female main character does a lot of dumb shit in the first ten minutes.”

Their easy banter is enough to cool me off so I can stand. “I better head home. It’s late.”

Emily’s gaze darts between Libby and me.

“Sure. I’ll walk you out.” She picks up the remote and clicks the movie off.

“Night, Dex.” Libby wiggles her fingers at me. “Thanks for the treats. And dinner.”

“No problem, Libby.”

She holds out her fist to me and, pleased she initiated it, I tap my knuckles against hers.

Once we’re outside, Emily wraps her hand around mine. “Libby likes you.”

“I like her. She’s a good kid.”

“She is. Most of the time.”

I stop her at the steps. “Want you to go inside before I leave.”

“I will.” Her gaze searches the small, quiet street. “It’s a safe neighborhood, but you never know…” Her voice trails off into a whisper.

I brush my knuckles against her cheek. “Thank you for today.”

“Thank you. For everything.” I lean in and kiss the tip of her nose.

A faint smile ghosts her lips, then she turns serious again. “I don’t mean to be pushy…” She bites her lip and a vision of her sweet mouth wrapped around my cock flashes before my eyes. Jesus Christ. Pay attention for fuck’s sake. She’s trying to say something important.

“…It’s just a long drive. Late at night. Deer jumping in the road. I know you have the truck tonight so it’s safer than your bike. But I still worry.”


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