Surviving (Ruined #4) Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Ruined Series by T.O. Smith
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
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I just glared at him and repeated my question. If there weren’t enough men surrounding this property, I was throwing Reina over my shoulder and carting her sexy ass back inside the building and then punishing her for putting herself in danger.

She was too fucking precious.

“All of Alejandro’s men are at different points around the property,” River informed me. “Got two teams out on the road, too.” He gestured to the bikes. “Adelaide was tired of being cooped up, and I had enough of her bitching about it.”

I snorted. That was definitely like Adelaide. She’d bitch about anything until she got her way.

“Kids?” I asked him.

He jerked a thumb over his shoulder, his eyes not leaving Adelaide. “Being babysat by one of the club girls. Adelaide needed a fucking break.”

Couldn’t blame her. I loved those kids, but even I knew they could be a damn handful. River was normally around to help her with them, but with everything going on lately, he hadn’t been able to. Club business had been calling more and more.

Reina laughed at something Adelaide said as she was passed a beer. I licked my lips at the sight of her wrapping those fuckable lips around that bottle. I imagined them wrapped around my dick and audibly groaned.

I needed inside that hot, wet mouth.

“If she isn’t careful, I’m going to bend her over my fucking bike,” I muttered.

River snorted. “How the fuck do you think I’ve been faring for the last goddamn hour, brother? Adelaide is taking detailing to a whole other level. Shit’s a fucking tease, is what it is. Both of them know damn well what they’re doing to us.”

Right as he said that, Reina looked over her shoulder at me, a coy smile pulling at her wet lips. I groaned, and just to purposely tease me further, she bent over again, her tits practically spilling out the top of her swimsuit.

“Fucking hell,” I swore. I was so fucking hard it hurt. My heart was racing in my chest. If she didn’t stop her teasing, I was going to fuck her out in the open like a caveman.

One of the club girls brought me out a beer. I didn’t even take my eyes off Reina to see who it was, but I smirked at the jealousy I could see flicker through her pretty eyes. I might have made it known to her that I was all hers, but that didn’t mean that my old lady wasn’t possessive of me. And another woman bringing her old man a beer? For some old ladies, that was cause for war.

Suddenly, Adelaide turned the water hose on Reina, drenching her. Reina shrieked, her nipples pebbling clear through the swimsuit.

That fucking did it for me. Seeing her wet and dripping, her nipples aching for my attention—I was off the table in a split second. My restraint was fucking gone. I set my beer down, completely untouched. I was pretty sure it fell over, but I didn’t give two fucks.

River laughed from behind me as I marched across the lot, my eyes zeroed in on Reina. I didn’t even bother to flip him off over my shoulder like I normally would have. I was a man on a mission, and my mission was to get inside Reina.

Reina’s eyes widened in alarm as I marched across the lot to her. “Wait, Sam, I’m busy—”

“Don’t give a fuck,” I told her as I grabbed her wrist and dragged her behind me to the garage. She stumbled but quickly found her footing again. Growling softly since she wasn’t moving fast enough, I snatched her around her waist and threw her over my shoulder. She squeaked in alarm, her palms flat on the ass of my jeans.

As soon as we were in the office, I slammed the door shut and lifted her onto the desk.

I didn’t give a fuck that the blinds were open. I didn’t give a fuck that her screams could be heard beyond the four walls surrounding us. I didn’t even care that Tank and Vern were working on their bikes right on the other side of the wall.

I wanted her, and not a goddamn thing was stopping me from taking what I wanted. Unless she told me no, I was going to fuck her to the point I had to carry her cute ass back into the clubhouse and put her to bed.

“Sam,” she whimpered when I pressed my lips to her damp neck.

“You’ve been a goddamn tease since I walked out the door this morning.” I ran my hands down her tattooed back. It was healed, but I could still feel the raised scars of the Angels of Hell’s mark beneath the black ink of my mark. “And then you proudly displaying this?” I groaned into the curve of her neck and flicked my tongue out. She moaned and angled her head to the side, granting me more access to her throat. “You’ve got me hard as a rock, baby girl.”


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