Link'd Up by Harley Stone

Author:Harley Stone [Stone, Harley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-25T18:30:00+00:00

Emily

I’M NOT AT all ashamed to admit that I drank in order to get through brunch with Link, Jayson, and Grandma. In my defense, drinking was necessary to dull the scalding effects of Link’s intensity as he spoke about “us” like it was a done deal. Like he had me bagged, tagged, my life, career, and individuality prepped and ready for the eternal dirt nap. Not this girl. I didn’t care how hot he was, I wasn’t about to go gaga, worshiping at the altar of his satiating cock and gratifying tongue.

I was a fucking queen, after all. At least that’s what Link called me.

Marveling at the way that single title, spoken from his lips, could make me both freeze and melt, I ordered a second drink. Grandma—saint that she was—didn’t let me drink alone.

“Make that two,” she said, sipping down the last of her first mimosa.

Jayson was driving, so he stopped at one. Someone had to be responsible, and it sure as hell wouldn’t be me. I was too twisted up inside to care about things like propriety or social decorum.

By the time the waitress dropped off the check, Grandma and I were both three mimosas deep and I was much too relaxed to argue with Link when he reached for the bill.

Let him have his moment, I’d remind him who wore the crown later.

I hugged Grandma goodbye, promised Jayson I’d see him tomorrow, and let Link lead me to his bike and strap my borrowed helmet firmly on my head. The touch of his hands against my chin sent little jolts of electricity dancing through me.

“You sober enough to stay on?” he asked, searching my face.

“As long as you can keep it between the lines.”

He chuckled. “Let’s head back to your place.”

His eyes spoke of all sorts of dirty plans for when we got there, making my girly parts tingle. I nodded.

“I should keep mimosas on hand. I like you all calm and agreeable like this.”

“No, you don’t.” It was only three mimosas. I wasn’t even buzzed, just… happy, content, and so very chill. Also, honest. “You like it when I’m feisty.” Okay, maybe I was a little buzzed.

His eyes flashed with hunger as he closed the distance between us. “You’re right. I do.”

His lips mashed against mine, and we kissed. Not some little chaste peck, either. It was the deep, passionate, breath-stealing make-out session usually reserved for the bedroom—or at least the confines of a house—but we did it right there in front of the restaurant. His hands drifted down to squeeze my ass, trapping me against his growing erection. I should have been embarrassed, but our grossly inappropriate display of public affection only rekindled the fire burning inside me.

Link released me with a smirk, the pad of his thumb brushing my bottom lip before he swung his leg over the bike, giving me a good view of worn jeans thinly covering a perfect backside. My body was burning. I needed an industrial grade fire hose to

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