Tank (Moonshine Task Force Book 2) by Laramie Briscoe

Author:Laramie Briscoe [Briscoe, Laramie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Publisher: Laramie Briscoe Books
Published: 2017-06-01T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Blaze

Glancing at my reflection in the mirror, I again don’t recognize the woman staring back at me. Instead of someone with a polished updo and perfect makeup, I look alive. More alive than I have in months. Turning my head from side to side, I see my neck bears the evidence of what happened a few minutes ago with Trevor.

Reaching up, I run my fingers along the already purpling bruises and finish taking down the hair he wrecked with his fingers.

Luckily for me, I curled it before I put it up. Using my fingers and a comb I found in one of the drawers in the bathroom, I go to work, trying to make it look less “just been fucked” and more “beachy waves”. Once the hair is as good as it’s going to get, I take in my face with a critical eye. My lipstick, true to my words earlier, still hasn’t smeared. My mascara is a different story, it’s smudged under my eyes. A quick dab of water-softened toilet paper and I’ve fixed it as much as I can.

This is as good as it’s going to get. Opening the door, I spot Trevor sitting on what was my childhood bed.

“If I had come out of my bathroom as a teenager and you’d been sitting there, I’d probably think I had died and gone to Heaven,” I tease.

He’s fixed his pants, tux jacket, and looks like he’s run his hands through his hair, just like I did.

“If you had come out of the bathroom looking like you do right now, teenage me would have come in his pants,” his voice is deep, pitched low with arousal I’d thought we’d already taken care of.

“And what does mid-twenties you think?”

I can’t help asking the question because I love knowing he’s affected as much as I am. Most of the time I’m completely comfortable in my skin and one hundred percent sure of who I am, but there’s still a part of me that likes to hear it.

He reaches out from where he still sits, bringing me into the circle of his arms and his spread legs.

“Mid-twenties me is contemplating staying here with you in this room for at least a few more hours and not letting you go until we’ve made up for lost time.”

I bury my head in his neck. “Mmmmmm I can’t say I’d disagree with that, but I already have marks on my neck I’ve had to conceal.”

“It’d be your fucking dress next, Blaze. I’d have to get you out of it, and it might not make it in one piece.”

My pussy clenches at the visual his words conjure. I’ve never been with a man like Trevor before, and God-willing I won’t know anyone except him the rest of my life. He makes no excuses for how he likes things to go in the bedroom and he allows me to play. I have absolutely no complaints either way.

“I’m not going to lie, I’d love to see how many pieces you can rip this dress into.

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