Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Something in my chest went warm and soft.
He remembered JT. He put him first, even over the sex agreement we’d made.
“Yes–wait, no,” I amended. “You can take me home, and I’ll go pick him up from Ernie and Edna’s.”
Sam frowned. “It’s no problem.”
It made sense, but I didn’t want Ernie and Edna to see that I’d swapped the man they set me up with for the town’s biggest–and possibly youngest–player. How would that look?
Because there was no doubt that Sam wasn’t dating material. Definitely not stepdad material.
“I know,” I replied. “Thank you for offering–I appreciate you remembering JT–but I don’t want him to get confused. You know, him thinking I’m dating someone. Plus, he’s probably asleep already, but just in case he wakes up when I carry him out, I think it would be better if I go alone.”
Sam nodded. “Yeah. I get it.” He swung the truck around and headed in the opposite direction toward the garage. “But Sparks, if I’m leaving you at the garage alone, then there’s no way you’re getting out of there without me bending you over the hood of whatever car is in the garage and making sure you’re good and satisfied before I go.”
A zing of lust shot through me.
Oh God. This player really knew how to lay it on, didn’t he?
I was eating up every word.
“Oh, yeah?” I purred, ready for another round.
“Yep. So you’d better put your fingers between those sexy thighs right now and keep that pussy nice and wet for me. Understand?”
12
SAM
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After a moment of hesitation, where I imagined she decided whether she was willing to take orders from me or not, she obeyed and put her hand between her legs. And kept them there.
It was to get her all hot and ready, but watching her did things for me, too.
Holy fuck, was she hot.
“Put those fingers in my mouth,” I commanded, reaching for Clio's wrist after I pulled up at the garage.
The truck filled with the scent of her arousal for the entire drive. You’d better believe I would never open the windows and air the truck out again. I just hoped some of her sticky sweetness coated the seat. I wanted it to smell like we’d been fucking in here forever.
I pulled her soaked fingers to my lips and sucked them clean, savoring the tangy taste of her nectar. Pre-cum spurted into my boxers at the taste.
“There actually isn’t a car in the garage right now for you to bend me over the hood,” she informed me, sounding somewhat disappointed.
“Okay,” I said with a shrug. I had been dreaming of a list of ways I could have her, and I could happily pivot. “Stay right where you are.”
I got out of the truck and walked around to her side, where I opened the door. Gripping her hips, I turned her knees to face me, then spread them wide. She was wet, swollen, and perfect. I didn’t ever want her to wear panties again. I flicked my gaze up to hers.
“Let me taste this pussy.”
She groaned and scooted her ass closer to the edge of the seat to accommodate me. When she looped her arm around the headrest to brace herself and arched her back, I nearly went wild because she looked like a goddess incarnate.
Mine, my wolf snarled.
Not yet, I schooled him.
Clio was going to take some finessing and a lot of patience on my part to get her to be mine entirely and forever. I stuffed my wolf back down. I was going to have to keep him under control if I wanted to win my mate over.
She didn’t seem to believe in the one, as humans called it, or fated mates, as shifters called them. In fact, she seemed pretty hardened to men. Me, specifically.
I imagined working in a man’s world as she had in the IndyCar industry meant she learned to look out for herself. I knew what men were like on the rodeo circuit. I could only imagine what the men working with her in the pit crew had been like. Years of dealing with whatever she had made her the type of woman who didn’t need a knight in shining armor.
She was her own knight in shining armor.
Or maybe her walls came from being a single mom and protecting her kid. I wondered if JT’s dad hurt her, which made my wolf snarl. He didn’t like the idea of either Clio or JT being harmed any more than I did.
I needed to find out who he was. Whether she’d known that he was a wolf. Whether he was still in their lives. My alpha had ordered me to get intel, but Clio was a hard nut to crack.
But right now what we both needed was her riding my tongue.
I went in slowly, flicking the tip along her inner thigh, drawing closer to her weeping slit.