Just Kidding Read online Lani Lynn Vale (SWAT Generation 2.0 #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Funny, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: SWAT Generation 2.0 Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 72329 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
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It took Rachelle a long moment to comprehend the severity of what she’d done.

“And he was nice and a lot more understanding than I would’ve been,” I continued. “Do you honestly think that you should’ve gotten away with what you did? And to top it off, years later, you’re just now apologizing for it?”

Rachelle didn’t have anything to say to that.

I kept going, though.

“And now you’re at his house, way past an acceptable time to randomly show at a person’s house, demanding to apologize. How does that make any sense whatsoever?” I wondered.

Rachelle clenched her fists.

“And honestly, I’m not really in the mood to deal with this right now,” I continued on as if she wasn’t looking like a lost little girl. “Now it’s time for you to run on home to your hubby. Get away from here and don’t come back.”

Rachelle stiffened.

Turning my back on Rachelle, I took the silent man’s hand that was beside me, pushed open the door he hadn’t yet had the chance to open all the way, and dragged him inside with me.

“Now where were we?” I teased, my hands splaying over his chest as I leaned into him.

His hand came up to press against the small of my back, urging me closer.

“We were just about to get to the good stuff,” he teased, his mouth coming down to the corner of my lips and pressing a light kiss there.

That one light kiss sent tickles down my spine and a swarm of butterflies to fight in my belly.

“You didn’t cuss once,” he said, his hand coming down to possessively cup my ass. “You went all lawyer on her and defended my honor.”

I had.

And I always would.

Not because I had a thing for Dax, though. But because he was such a good man.

He deserved to have someone throw down the gauntlet for him.

His mouth moved then to where my shoulders and neck met, nibbling on the sensitive skin.

“Dream about you now,” he murmured between kisses. “How you taste. What you’re doing. Whether I need to kick someone’s ass for you or not.”

I snorted. “Really? You dream about kicking peoples’ asses for me?”

He shrugged. “Last night’s dream was me being this badass who protected your honor. It was weird, and we ended up growing old with only dogs and cats that we named kids’ names.”

Snickering at the images that explanation brought forth, I leaned back and studied his face.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to that,” I told him. “Growing old with you.”

His eyes went a little heated as he said, “Yeah?”

I pressed against him more fully, feeling his erection dig into my belly.

“Oh, yeah.”

We didn’t waste any more words after that.

No, instead we told each other stories with our mouths and tongues, using them to lick, lathe, and suck.

When Dax finally sank into me minutes later, I was already on the downhill slide of an orgasm.

It didn’t matter, though.

Dax had a way with his mouth and cock, and it wasn’t long before I was following him over the precipice all over again.

“How does it feel?” he asked, his voice a rasp. “To have me so deep inside of you?”

“I d-don’t think I can explain,” I rasped, my pulse a rapid beat in my chest. “It feels… like everything.”

“Everything?” he panted, his hips working fast and smooth, taking me deep and hard.

“Every. Thing,” I repeated, my fists clenching on his thigh. “I can’t think when you’re in me, yet you’re expecting me to form a coherent sentence. I can’t do anything but feel you… and it feels like everything. Everything I’ve ever wanted. Thought I might need. Realized I didn’t have. You’re everything.”

His hands tightened on my hips for a few seconds, then he grunted out loudly, his impending release imminent.

“Fuuuuck,” he said. “You feel like everything to me, too. Like everything that’s all mine.”

My eyes closed as an orgasm overtook me, my second one that Dax had given me for the night.

“Ah, fuck,” he whispered. “There it is.”

I heard him cry out my name as he came inside of me, filling my insides with his release.

I was too busy loving the feel of him inside of me to notice or care, though.

It wasn’t until I came back to myself, once again under control of my body, that I started to laugh.

“What?” Dax asked, pulling out of me.

I felt his release drip, running down the length of my thighs and I was sure also onto the bed.

Yet I couldn’t find it in me to care.

“I can’t remember,” I admitted.

And I couldn’t.

Normal brain function wasn’t operational that close to a Dax orgasm.

“You’re making a mess on the bed.” He laughed, slapping my ass.

I reluctantly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to clean off.

He stripped the sheets and tossed them onto the floor to be washed later.

“Where are your other sheets?” he asked.


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