Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 104403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Their mouths met again in a feral kiss. She tugged at his hair, nearly possessed as their tongues battled for control.
“I want you so badly,” she said with a whimper against his mouth. “It’s all I can think about. You… all damn day.”
Did she have any idea what those words did to him? How did they make him want to possess every inch of her? “Fuck, you’re never leaving my house,” he rumbled as he placed hard kisses down the column of her throat. “I’m gonna fucking keep you. Own you, Beth. You’ll never remember life before I got inside you.”
Her head hit the wall as she gave him more room to work. “Yes, I want that.”
He stared her in the eye. “No more fucking condoms. Not a goddamn thing between us.” They’d already discussed and decided, shared test results, and she had an IUD. “Every time I fuck you, I will fill you with my cum from now on.”
They weren’t necessary or wanted.
“Please. God, that’s so hot.”
He hooked two fingers in the triangle of her tiny fucking panties and yanked. The material tore with ease. Beth’s eyes flared molten with desire before slamming closed.
No way. An out-of-control need to embed himself in every cell of her body tore through him. When he was through with her, he’d be imprinted on her very existence, and she wouldn’t be able to breathe without thinking of him.
He sank a hand into her hair. “Look at me when I fuck you.”
Her eyelids fluttered, and then those gorgeous green eyes stared into his soul.
He grabbed his dick, running the tip through the wetness at her entrance. Beth gasped and bit her lower lip. The move was so sexy his hips acted of their own accord, propelling him into her with a powerful thrust.
She clutched his shoulders. If it weren’t for his leather cut, he’d have nails cutting into his skin and leaving marks for days. Maybe he should burn the damn garment.
The scorching, wet clasp of her pussy brought such a violent surge of carnal bliss that it took him out of his body and to another plane of existence. He slapped his hand on the wall next to her head, using his other arm to hold her up as he fucked her like it would be the last time.
Beth cried out, he bottomed out over and over. She rode him, hips working furiously to bring them the most pleasure possible.
“Saint…” She whimpered and whipped her head back and forth against the wall. “It’s so good.”
“Keep looking at me, baby,” he said, voice deeper than usual. “Wanna see my favorite eyes when you go over the edge.”
Her gaze softened, mixing affection and care with the lust. “Everything about you makes you my favorite,” she whispered.
He rolled his hips into her, pressing deep and holding there. They stared at each other for a moment, breathing heavy. A vortex of emotions he’d never had to define before swirled in him, expanding his chest until it threatened to burst. He peeled his hand off the wall and smoothed his thumb over her swollen lips before cupping the back of her neck.
“We’ll make it work,” he whispered.
She blinked rapidly. “H-how?”
Since he didn’t have an answer, he kissed her, tasting the desperation and worry on her tongue. He might not have a solution yet, but he would.
Nothing and no one would keep him from Beth.
Not jealous women he had no interest in.
Not drug dealers.
Not even an MC president.
As much as it would kill him to walk away from the club, he’d do it for her.
Copper might not like that, but he had to understand. He’d made impossible choices to protect Shell. Choices that changed their entire lives.
With their lips sealed together, the tone of their fucking changed to a more sensual, emotional coupling. Slower. Deeper. The frantic edge smoothed into something that felt dangerously like making love.
Feeling connected to her on every level, knowing she wanted more, changed fucking everything.
Repeatedly sliding into her tight heat had his balls drawing up within minutes. His lower stomach clenched with each jerk of his hips. Before long, his movements grew uncoordinated, and his muscles spasmed.
Saint ripped his mouth from Beth’s. “Eyes on me.”
She nodded, mouth open and panting. “Fuck,” she whispered. Her back arched off the wall, and she shouted his name as she came. Her eyes darkened and glazed over, giving him a view straight to her heart and soul.
At the first rhythmic clench of her channel, he lost the last threat of sanity and came, flooding deep inside her. Their gazes held as he gently fucked her through the orgasm. When her legs went slack, he stopped moving.
Beth tilted her head and gifted him a beaming smile. “We signed a lease,” she said, joy radiating from her.
Saint burst out laughing. “That why you attacked me the second I walked in the door? Lease signing gets you all hot and bothered?”