Only for a Night (Lick) by Naima Simone

Author:Naima Simone [Simone, Naima]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Entangled: Scorched
Published: 2016-05-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Rion stared up at the exposed beams in the loft ceiling as if it contained the answers to the egg or chicken’s right of primogeniture or the volume of a falling tree in the absence of company.

Get up, damn it. The voice snarled against his skull. The longer he lay in the bed, the scent of sex heavy in the air and listening to the steady, deep rhythm of the dozing woman cradled against him, the harder it became to remember why this had to end shortly. Very shortly.

The harder it would become to let Harper walk through the doors of Lick.

Yeah, he had to get up. Get her dressed and out of his club before he did something incredibly stupid and irreversible.

Like beg her to stay.

He shut his eyes, and immediately, images of their night together swarmed in like a hive of angry bees. Harper, bent over the chair in the voyeur room, riding his hand like a jockey racing for the finish line. Harper, deep-throating his cock like she’d never tasted anything better. Harper, sucking his best friend’s dick while backing into Rion’s, squeezing him with her Saran-Wrap tight pussy.

Harper, whispering that she’d always needed him.

Disgusted, he huffed out a breath. He’d thought he was being so clever coming up with that deadline and stipulation. Thought that by ordering her to leave he didn’t have to worry about becoming attached to her and having his heart snatched from his chest again. Thought he was protecting himself.

Trying to be smart, and he’d outsmarted his own damn self.

Now, he faced watching her leave him again. And from the pain clawing at his gut, all his precautions added up to dick.

But the pain let him know he had to do just what he’d initially planned. Let her go. Let her walk out of his life as suddenly as she’d appeared in it. The longer she stayed, the more agonizing the torture of having her turn those sad, dark eyes on him again as she’d done five years earlier. And the deeper the pain of knowing he was no more worthy of her now as he’d been then.

Her husband was dead, and she hadn’t searched Rion out for old time’s sake. She was slumming it; she’d come to Lick for sex. To her, he was good for getting her off—to give her what he owed her—not to build a life with, not to claim him.

Not for forever.

Not that he could give her forever, even if she asked him for it. Back then, he’d been deep into the gang, and now he owned a sex club. He still wasn’t someone she could introduce to her parents. And the stink of the streets still clung to him. He, Killian, and Sasha had broken free, but sin still inked his soul, blood still stained his hands. Money and legitimacy didn’t make him deserving of her.

Harper nuzzled his chest, splaying her fingers over his nipple. “Did I fall asleep?” she murmured.

Tell her to put her clothes on.

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