I love two things–books and bad boys. I’m trying to kick the bad boy habit and hold on to the loving books one. When I take the new librarian position in Fortune, I immediately say yes when the Chief of Police asks me out and deliberately turn my back on the bad motorcycle riding boys that litter the Fortune landscape. After all, my bad boy yen was kick started by the frequent absences of my nomad father. But no one turns down a man like Judge, the president of the Death Lords MC, not even a girl trying to be good.
When Pippa Lang breezes into town in her little red convertible, the wind blowing out her big red hair, there is no way the dirty Chief of Police is going to keep her. That red hair belongs on my pillow and her hot body between my sheets. And no one, not the Chief, not the town, and not even Pippa, is going to stop that from happening.
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“Baby, you’re breathing a little heavy. How about I help with that?” I bend down and press an open wet kiss against that flagrantly sexy space. Then I bite it. She makes an inarticulate sound and clutches my biceps.
That’s all the consent I need. My hand drops away from her blouse to slide under her skirt. It’s tight and it takes a moment to get underneath like I need to but once I’m there, it’s sweet, sweet heaven. She’s wet and hot. I slick my fingers on either side of her pussy lips, rubbing hard. She pushes against them, clearly wanting something more.
So I give it to her. I thrust my hand down her hose and pump two fingers into her, eliciting an immediate moan. The erotic sound drives me crazy. I claim her mouth then, licking her glossy lips and delving in between them. Inside her mouth, I taste mint and lemon.
I’m instantly addicted. I don’t want to stop kissing her or touching her. I want my cock inside her pussy, her mouth, between her breasts and in her ass.