Tempting Her Tiger by Virginia Cavanaugh

Author:Virginia Cavanaugh [Cavanaugh, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: ROAR
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Published: 2014-10-29T00:00:00+00:00

Jordan sighed as he looked at Serena. “What are you doing?” As if he had to ask. Her breasts were on display, and she squeezed his thighs.

“Let’s have a little fun, Jordan.” She slid her hands up higher.

He caught a hold of her wrists and pushed her away from him. “I’m not interested.”

Serena bared her teeth at him. He didn’t care. With laziness he knew would piss her off more, he brought the beer to his lips and took a long draw off the bottle.

“It’s about the new meat, isn’t it? You know she can’t deliver like I can, so why in the hell are you holding out?”

He rolled his eyes. “Maybe that’s the problem, Serena. You deliver way too much.”

She reached out and knocked the bottle out of his hand. It hit the tile with a crash, sending up a spray of beer. “What the fuck, Jordan. You know most of the males here would kill to have my attention.”

“Then go offer it to one of them.” Had he really thought about having sex with this female? He was glad he had figured out she had a case of psycho before he’d gotten in too deep.

She pouted, moving toward him, pushing her hips between his parted knees again. She leaned forward. “You can call me by her name if it helps. Fuck me and pretend it’s her.”

A growl rose from his chest and he gripped her upper arms tight. She moaned, and it sickened him. “You will never be her.” He shoved her away, and she stumbled, her ass planting hard on the tile. People near them laughed.

“Fuck you, Jordan.” Serena stood up and dusted her bottom off. She turned to leave and then started laughing before spinning to face him again. “Looks like you won’t be getting what you want either.” She flicked her long, dark hair over her shoulder and strode away.

He looked over the area. His heart rate accelerated. What in the hell did she mean? Anger swam through his veins at what he saw. Stacia’s lithe body was molded to Kyle’s. And what the fuck was she wearing. The small scrap of green silk showed every line and curve of her body.

Kyle’s hands went to her ass, and it took all of Jordan’s willpower to not march over there and kill the bastard.

But then he realized what Kyle was doing. He was maneuvering Stacia off the dance floor and toward a path leading them out of sight. Fuck that! He’d told her to move on but not with that asshole.

A path cleared in front of him and he stalked toward the pair. He was going to rip the mother fucker’s throat out. Right before he paddled Stacia’s fine-looking ass for going near Kyle again.

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