His eyes narrowed on me. “This biker really has you, doesn’t he?”

I had no idea where he was going with this now. “Yes, he does, if you must know.”

“You know his past? That he was in jail for years for beating a man up?”

“James, I know Nash. I know his heart. And yes, I’m aware of his past. But let me tell you, Nash has a reason for everything he does. And his reasons aren’t dirty like your reasons. I’ll take a flawed man who does things out of love or honour over a man who does stuff for his own personal gain.”

He glared at me. The cold wind whipped around us, biting me with its iciness. This was the end of us; finally. I could feel it in my bones and the weight I’d been carrying for years lifted.

The last words he delivered failed to hit me in the way he intended. “I have no idea what I ever saw in you, Velvet.”

I smiled as I tasted freedom. “That’s because you never opened your eyes, James.”

He blinked; confused. I turned and opened my front door to go back inside. But he had one last thing to ask. “You won’t talk about us, will you?”

I gave him my attention one last time. “It’s good to see you beg, asshole. But I’m the bigger person, and no, I have no intention of ever talking about us. I won’t waste my breath on you.” With that, I walked away, letting the door slam behind me. Adrenaline was pumping through me. I could hardly contain my happiness, and felt the need to talk to Nash. He didn’t answer his phone though so I sent him a text.

Me: Fingernails on your back.

I didn’t hear back from him and although that disappointed me, I grinned to myself knowing that the text would affect him. I’d eventually hear back from him.

Leaving my phone in the kitchen so I wouldn’t be distracted, I headed into the study and began the hours of work I had to do in order to pass my exams. I was so engrossed in it that I didn’t realise how much time had passed until I heard someone banging on my front door.

“God, who now?” I muttered to myself as I padded out there.

I opened the door to find Nash filling the doorframe, his muscular arms leaning on either side of it, an intense gaze directed at me. “You can’t fuckin’ send me a text like that and then ignore the fuck out of me, woman.”

God, yes.

My core clenched, and desire consumed me. I stepped back, and he powered through the door, one arm scooping my waist and the other one curling around my neck. He shut the door with his foot, and turned to push me against the wall. His lips crashed down onto mine, and he let out a low growl as he kissed the hell out of my lips. A delicious warmth flowed through me; this man possessed the ability to send me from zero to a hundred in seconds. He could do whatever he wanted and I would take it all. Anything. Everything. He didn’t even need to ask.

His hands moved down to cup my ass and lift me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, holding tight. I’d never let go of him; not now, not ever. He was mine, and that knowledge thrilled me.

He dragged his lips from mine, moving his head so he could look down at me. Butterflies swirled in my tummy when his eyes landed on my chest. His breathing had grown ragged, and I realised just how worked up my text had gotten him.

“Are you going to fuck me, Nash, or are you just going to look at me?”

His gaze swung straight back to mine. It scorched me with the passion it held. The desire he felt was clear to see. In response to my question he raised his brow in a ‘what the fuck do you think’ manner. “After that text you sent, it’s going to be quick. And you’re not going to complain, sweet thing. You fuckin’ asked for this.”

I smiled sweetly at him, and tightened my arms and legs around him. “Baby, there’s something you might not have worked out about me yet.” I paused as I moved my mouth next to his ear so I could whisper, “I like it hard, fast and rough.”

As I moved my face away, I caught the clench of his jaw. “You’re gonna get your fuckin’ wish,” he rasped.

He didn’t waste time. One minute I was up against the wall, the next I was standing and he was ripping my clothes off. In the frenzy, I fumbled with his belt. My fingers weren’t cooperating and he pushed them out of the way, undoing his belt and pants faster than I could blink. He pushed his pants down, and spun me around to face the wall.

Warm breath tickled my neck as he positioned my arms up against the wall, and murmured, “I love looking at your ass while I fuck your pussy.” He slapped my bare ass, and my hunger for him intensified. “You like that?” he breathed into my ear.

I pushed my ass back, into him. “Yeah, Nash, I like that. Do it again.”

He growled, and slapped me again. My body thrummed. The deepest parts of me woke under his touch, and cried out for more. When he ran his hand over my bare skin, I shivered.

“Baby, why the fuck did we wait so long for this?” he begged to know.

I had no good answer for that question; the waiting seemed pointless now. “No more waiting, Nash. Hurry up and fuck me.”

He didn’t need any further coaxing. “Give me a second, darlin’. We need a condom.”

“We really need to sort something out about that,” I complained, hating to wait for him.

“Yeah, babe, we do,” he agreed, and then, having the condom in place, he whispered in my ear, “Ready?”

I tingled all over; Nash’s breath, body and dirty mouth had me way past ready. “Yes.”




readonlinefreebook.com Copyright 2016 - 2024