Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
“I don’t know,” I mutter, I can’t help my face contorting into confusion. If I do this with her I chance losing my place at the club, but fuck I want her so bad. I have since the day I’ve laid eyes on her.
Tilting my head to the side, I ask her, “You wanted to know why I’m here, why I’m at the club?”
“Yes.” The word a mere whisper as she looks at me for all the answers.
“One of the well-known bull riders was smacking his wife and kid around and I didn’t like it, so I made it my business. I paid one of the rodeo clowns to look the other way during the bastard's ride one night and he got hurt, bad. Now I’m a murderer, D.”
Her eyes blink rapidly as she takes the information in.
“I don’t think that makes you a bad guy. I’ve known people who kill just because they like the power. At least you did it for good.” She shrugs, and for fuck’s sake, I want her more now.
I’m wanted in Texas, and the riders I rode with have a price on my head. I started to wonder if I did the right thing and to hear her put it that way makes me lift my head a little higher.
She opens her mouth again to say something but I close the space between us and shut her up by kissing her smart mouth.
She pushes up onto her tiptoes and deepens the kiss. Inhaling a sharp breath, my hands slide down her tight little ass and pick her up. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I turn us and set her down on the counter, my heart going crazy inside my chest thinking about what I’m actually doing right now. I’m crossing the line of what my club president told me to do.By taking a leap of faith into what I feel for this woman and what her dad might do to me if he ever found out what’s about to happen. Her little whimpers and squirming body against my hard cock driving me crazy. Reaching for the center of her shirt, I tear it up over her head, wanting to see her sexy body already. I’ve imagined for far too long what her tits and that pussy of hers looks like.
Fuck me, her perfectly round tits with pink-budded nipples make me groan. Sexual aggression churning through my body so fervently, I wrap her dark hair around my hand and jerk her head back, her neck exposed to my devices. I gently flick my tongue along her collarbone, the salty taste of her skin urging me to inch farther down and dive my face into the valley of her firm tits. Goddamn, I want more of her. My head trailing farther down her body, I lick, kiss, and suck the soft skin until her nipple presses against my lips and I give a hard nip. I can’t decide if I want to be rough or gentle with her, my mind and body a mess of feelings. I’m usually rough in bed, making sure the women I’m with knows it’s about us getting off and that’s it. But it’s different with D.
She’s so angry all the time and defiant, I can’t help but want to touch her softly and caress her. I’m going to tear her walls down and make her body mine. I want her to feel what it’s like to be adored, what softness and gentle can feel like.
Giving her nipple another bite, my mind defying my heart, she yelps, her hands clasping around my head to keep herself steady. Teetering on the line of wanting to take my time but needing all of her right now makes a growl vibrate through my chest.
Her back slams against the glass, her hands feeling all over my chest as if she’s been dying to touch my muscles. It feels good to know she wants me as much as I want her.
Her feet dig into my ass, my lips back on hers, I kiss her and undo my jeans at the same time. Quickly, I shove them to the floor along with my briefs and kick them to the side. Her hands still on my chest push me back, her eyes dropping to my hard cock. She stares at it, mesmerized and sketching it to memory before those bold green eyes flick back up to mine.
“Condom. Do you have one?” she huffs, nearly out of breath.
“I’ll pull out, I wanna feel you wrapped around my cock, baby,” I tell her, my hand fisting my dick to desensitize it. It’s painfully throbbing like it has a heartbeat of its own and I might come any second.
“No. No, we need a condom,” she insists, shaking her head.
Not wanting to waste any more time arguing about it, I reach for my jeans and wallet and pull one out, ripping it with my teeth, I sheath my length in it and her legs widen opening for me and only me.