Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Last night, I had let Gunther Ford speak to her and said nothing. I’d silently enjoyed the drawl to her voice and the way she spoke. Tonight, he wasn’t here to interact with her, and if I was going to get to see those full lips of hers move and that sultry voice make my cock throb, then it was up to me to get her to talk.
I’d been wrong about her up close. She was just as stunning, if not more so. Forgetting she was a biker slut was hard to do when she looked at me with those incredible eyes. I’d had Silas send me her background check, then ordered one of my men, Levi, to run one too. She was the blonde I’d seen at The Judgment clubhouse even if it didn’t show up on either of the background checks. That face was one a man didn’t forget.
Eliana was asking me what we wanted, and I tore my gaze off the exquisite blonde to look over at Lydia. I’d believed Lydia was a stunning blonde, but in the same room as Fawn, she appeared average.
“A drink?” I asked Lydia.
She nodded, and I turned my attention back to Eliana. “My usual and a dirty martini with a twist.”
Eliana was clearly pleased that I was here even if I was with a date. I’d let her get on her knees and suck my dick a few times, and every time I was here, it was clear she was hoping to do it again. I liked the redhead, and her dick-sucking abilities were superb. She was just so fucking young. I wasn’t sure she understood that my desire to choke her with my dick meant nothing more. I’d had my share of hard-to-shake females.
She turned to leave, but before Fawn could follow her, I opened my mouth to stop her.
“Fawn can stay,” I said simply.
She stopped and slowly turned back around. When her eyes met mine, I could see the uncertainty there. I scared her. That wasn’t new for me, but the fact that it made me instantly hard was. It typically took more to get my dick’s attention. I’d fucked more gorgeous women than I could count. Even knowing this one was a biker whore, I couldn’t manage to control my attraction to her.
“Sir?”
Eliana’s question was brave. She knew better, and because this was her not wanting to leave Fawn near me, even with another woman beside me, I let it go. But I would only allow that once. She needed to remember her place.
“I didn’t stutter,” I replied to her.
She tensed and nodded before leaving.
Fawn was standing silently, watching me or waiting for me to say something. Either way, I enjoyed it.
“How do you like working here?” I asked her, needing to hear her voice again.
If there could be a flaw that would make her unappealing. Anything to keep my dick from reacting to her. Before now, I’d have thought her being a used-up biker slut would work. Apparently, when your face looked like hers, it wasn’t enough.
She swallowed hard, and my hand fisted as I watched her throat bob. There were other ways I’d like to make her throat constrict. Micah’s shouts of pleasure taunted me, and I hated it. I hated knowing she’d been on her knees for him and other men in that club. Unkempt, disgusting, uncivilized men. Had she been in one of their porn videos? The thought made my stomach twist into a sick knot.
“This is only my second day, but I’m enjoying it, sir,” she replied.
Fuck, I loved the way she talked. It was pissing me off that she appeared to be so damn precious when I knew better.
“Who did you contact to interview for the position?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
I had read the detailed report of her interview that Silas had given me when I asked for it and the background check Levi had also run on her at my request. This was a test. I wanted to see how honest she was. Maybe she was a liar. Although would that even be enough to keep me from wanting to fuck her?
“I didn’t. I was in a restaurant, looking for a job, and Silas—uh, Mr. Tatum …”
Her cheeks reddened at her mistake, and the way her skin colored so prettily made me ache to make other parts pink. Taking her over my knee and spanking her for being a slut. With a face like hers, she could be so much more. Why had she sold herself short?
“He was picking up a to-go order—his lunch—and told me he was looking for a new server at the place he worked. I met him here for an interview an hour later.”
She hadn’t embellished the details at all. If anything, she’d played them down. She hadn’t mentioned that Silas had told her that she was beautiful and exactly what he was looking for. She also hadn’t mentioned that he’d basically begged her to come in for the interview and offered to have the local police chief vouch for him when she seemed unsure about it.