Crow Kings of Carnage MC: Prospects (Kings Of Carnage MC - Prospects Book 5) by M.N. Forgy

Author:M.N. Forgy [Forgy, M.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-15T18:30:00+00:00

Maybelline

In the kitchen, I stand back with my arms crossed and watch Crow grab flour, baking soda, fresh fruit, and toss them in the large silver mixing bowl. His dark hair falls in his eyes every time he glances at my phone for the next direction, his jaw flexing as he focuses on pouring the right amount in the measuring cup, and the muscles in his bicep flex when he gives the whisk a slight swirl. Holy. Shit. There’s a badass biker in my kitchen, making fucking muffins.

I thought he’d leave and just come back later or try and do that alpha thing guys do and tell me I’m coming with him and screw making muffins, but he didn’t. He’s helping me and it does something to me to watch him in my kitchen baking things I’ve only dreamed of doing since I was a little girl.

Shaking my head of the rose-colored glasses that somehow slipped over my face, I go to the stove and turn it to four-fifty.

A large calloused hand rests on top of mine, my index finger still on the screen of the oven.

“That’s too hot, turn it down to three-fifty.” His voice brushes against the back of my ear and a sea of goose bumps slip up my arms until my fingers are pressing the keys to the right temperature.

His fingers slowly caress my arm, stopping at my elbow, his touch unraveling me like a wound up spool of ribbon. “Remember to slow things down,” he whispers, and I find myself turning my head slightly so our eyes meet.

Everything suddenly slows down. Time, the speed of light, even the drum of my heart. Turning in his arms, looking up at him he grabs the whole bottom half of my face. His eyes settle on my mouth and a wave of heat combusts inside me and I can’t help but part my lips to allow a trembling breath to escape.

“Maybelline, can you feel how bad I want you?” His tone rugged and raw, almost as if his desire for me pains him. My eyes hazy and brain in a fog of lust, I lick my lips.

“Yeah?” I say with a harsh breath.

Both hands on either side of my face he lowers his head and kisses me, it’s not gentle or romantic but hard and needy, nearly knocks me off balance. Breathing through my nose, my hands reach for the counter behind me to keep me from falling over. His mouth slowly pries my lips apart and his tongue slips in and takes me hostage. He’s so bad but this feels so right. His strong hands grab me by the waist, hoisting me up until my ass plants on the counter. Needing to come up for air, I loll my head back and his lips slip down my neck, his hands reach up under my apron, caressing my thighs. His rough touch sends a rushing need right to my core and suddenly nothing matters but him and me right now.

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