ROMANCE: Knocked Up by the Billionaire Bad Boy Street Racer by Fiona Knightingale

Author:Fiona Knightingale [Knightingale, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Staci Parker
Published: 2016-11-08T22:00:00+00:00

IV

After crying herself to sleep later that night, Thelma woke up to a surprise. Anton was there at her apartment door, unaccompanied by any bodyguards. Just him, hands in pockets, and with an earnest look on his face. She couldn’t believe that he came back, let alone that he had a message of peace.

“What…what are you doing here?”

“I figured I owed you something like an apology.”

“Something like?”

“I know we didn’t plan on anything happening last night…”

“I didn’t.”

“Me neither.”

“Yes you did!”

“Well a brother can always hope but…not planned.” He smiled softly. “Look, I just want to make sure you’re cool. I know you’re probably scared because of what happened…”

“The truth is,” she confessed. “It was the most erotic moment of my life. The worst thing I ever did and the best thing. From the moment I met you, I knew you were someone special. And I knew you had a hold on me.”

“I knew something was going on,” he admitted. “The way you stood up to me…the way you demanded respect…I knew this was not just a fling. This was something special.”

“Well…not what? We’re still on different trains, Anton. You’re on the wrong side of the law. And through fate or luck…I’m on the right side.”

“And we’re both warriors,” he said with a long face.

“So we should go…our separate ways.”

“Yeah, probably a good idea.”

“Yeah…”

“Or…”

“Or what?”

“Or we could finish what we started. Miss Grayson. Thelma…”

He smiled as he reached in for another kiss. This one was different. This time the reluctance was gone. She ached to feel his lips again and when they connected it was like music to the body—a perfect orchestra of high emotion, intense longing and very powerful chemistry inside.

It didn’t take Anton long to rip her house dress away and put his long black hands all over her cocoa skin. They came from two different worlds but when they made a physical connection it was living poetry. He put his hands all over her naked body, feeling the fine contours of her silky curves, her firm and beautiful breasts to her taut tummy, and even down to the soles of her feet. The man couldn’t live without her taste in his mouth and caressed her with hot wet lips. He sucked her nipples and tugged at her hair, treating the classy woman as his own bitch, and making no apologies.

Maybe that’s what endeared Thelma to the lifestyle. He was a thug in front of the camera and a mean ass motherfucker in bed. He never gave her a moment’s rest. The black saint with a heart of gold simply had no patience for men who were already well behaved. She was a worker, a fighter and Anton was truly a battle worth winning.

Neither of them had condoms for the second visit either but that was their dirty, unspoken secret together. They both pretended to be oblivious but deep down, they both wanted this thing to get out of control. Take another chance and change destiny.

This time he wanted her on top.

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