Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
“Goddamn, your cunt gets tight when it milks my dick,” he groaned.
My high was fading, and I felt the dampness between my thighs and realized I’d done it again. That squirting thing. I hadn’t last night, and I’d been relieved. I had no control over when it happened. It just did. And when it did, the orgasms were always more intense.
Rome ran his hands up my back, and I sighed happily.
“Come take a shower with me.” His voice was hoarse.
I turned my head to look back at him. “Do you have time?” I was still insecure about the shower. I’d be completely naked, standing up in front of him.
He nodded, then wrapped my hair around his hand and tugged at me to stand up while grinning. “You just stuck your naked ass out and let me fuck you from behind. Don’t go getting shy on me now, Angel Face.”
I allowed him to pull me up and back until I was pressed against his chest.
He hummed in my ear and cupped my breasts in his hands. “I want to lather you up and see you in nothing but soap bubbles.”
A small laugh escaped me. “Why?”
“I just do.”
I laid my head back against his chest. “I’m nervous,” I admitted.
“About…the shower?” he asked, sounding confused. “I won’t get soap in your eyes, I swear.”
Smiling, I shook my head. “That’s not what I’m talking about, and you know it.”
He dropped his hands to my waist and turned me around to face him. Grabbing my chin, he forced me to meet his gaze. The pale green was almost overcome by his pupils. “If this is body bullshit again, I swear I’m going to put you over my goddamn knee and spank your ass until it’s glowing red.”
And that shouldn’t turn me on. But somehow, it did.
“You, uh”—I licked my lips—“might want to try a different threat.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Why? You like the idea of a spanking, Angel Face?”
I hesitated, then nodded my head, saying nothing.
His eyes flared. “Bad girls get spanked. You planning on being bad?”
I wasn’t sure what constituted as bad. “I don’t want to get in a shower with you.”
He smirked. “Yeah, well, we are gonna get over that shit right now,” he said before grabbing my sundress and pulling it up so quickly that I didn’t have time to realize what he was doing until it was over my head. I tried to grab at it, squealing from the fact I was bared to him as he jerked it over my head and threw it across the room.
Wide-eyed, I stared at him as his gaze slowly took in my naked body. I’d turn and run for the bathroom and lock myself inside of it if it wasn’t for the view he’d have of my butt while I was running off.
When his eyes finally made it back to my face, I wasn’t breathing. I had been holding my breath, trying to tell myself this would be okay. He wouldn’t care that I wasn’t stripper perfect.
“We will have to wait on the soaping you up. I’m gonna need to fuck you in the shower,” he said darkly as he began to stroke his cock.
Dropping my gaze, I saw he was erect again.
“Yeah, that’s right. Look at it. This is what the sight of your naked body does to me. Now, no more insecure shit.”
My eyes flew back up to meet his.
He nodded his head toward the bathroom. “You go first. I want the ass view.”
He meant it. My thirty-seven-year-old body wasn’t a turn-off for him. It was the opposite. Relief had me smiling as I did as he’d asked and gave him the view he wanted. Feeling more confident, I gave him a little sway of my hips on the way to the shower.
The deep, pleased rumble sound that he made had me grinning from ear to ear.
6
Tex
Two weeks, and there had been nothing. No sign of the Irish cartel or a move from the Landiagos. It had been silent. I’d enjoyed the fuck out of it.
Salem was in my bed and on the back of my bike. When I wasn’t handling club stuff, I was with her. Rarely did life hand you second chances like this one, and I wasn’t fucking it up. Her smile had gotten brighter, and her laughter was just like I remembered. The way she lit up at the sight of me made me want to brand my fucking name on her body.
Waking up in bed with her tucked against me, smelling the scent of her honey-and-coconut shampoo from her hair that I’d been sure to go buy for her since she didn’t have what she needed here, and feeling the soft weight of her tits on my arm, was the type of perfect a man did anything to hold on to. I intended to. There wasn’t a force on earth that was going to take her from me this time. Without having to debate things, I’d immediately known if I had to choose between the club and her, it would be Salem. And that was before I’d spent the past two weeks with her being mine again.