Tough Break (FSCU Pitbulls Book 3) by Stella Marie Alden

Author:Stella Marie Alden [Alden, Stella Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Danni

Crows squawk outside, waking me from a sound sleep and my eyes pop open. For a moment my heart races until I recall I’m no longer in captivity. Cool sheets soothe my skin, a light breeze blows in the white curtains, and the yellow light of dawn peeks in.

My whole body aches, starting with my thigh muscles that straddled a motorcycle for hours. Then, there’s my butt, my neck, and my sunburned arms.

Chris stirs with his morning chub pressed to my ass as we spoon. I still can’t believe he saved me.

A vision of his knife slicing through the air by my ear sends shivers down my back. Who is this man who holds me in his arms? I should get on a plane and head straight back to Freedham. I’ve got no business falling for a man born into a biker clan.

“Mmm.” His arms tighten around me, his cock goes harder, and one hand cups my breast.

My clit swells as if he were caressing me there and I gasp. Before we fuck, I should discuss what happened yesterday. I had a life and death experience and I’ve changed.

When the kidnapper held a knife to my cheek, I thought for sure I was going to die. My biggest regret? I never told anyone how I really felt about anything.

Until Karen came into my life, I never argued, not even with Scott. Most of the time, we were in sync, but now, I wonder. Were we in agreement or was I ignoring my needs?

After almost dying, my priorities have changed. Not only that, every light, sound, and touch feels as if I’ve been reborn.

I wiggle my butt into him until Chris wakes more fully.

“I’m guessing you slept well?” He nibbles my ear and his tongue sweeps inside it

I turn in his arms and kiss him, hoping my breath isn’t dreadful but if it is, he doesn’t mind. His mouth clamps down onto mine and his hand slides behind my head, holding me in place. I spar with his tongue as my left hand glides up and down his chest.

My other hand holds his soft bearded cheek as my eyes lock onto his. Yesterday, I never thanked him for saving me because words seemed inadequate.

Even today, the only language I speak is the one my body offers.

The centers of his eyes widen until they almost cover the gold. Leaving my mouth bereft, he kisses down my neck and tongues my collar bone. Then, he nips and sucks at my breasts until the pink tips point and I squirm.

“Chris. Please.”

“Patience.” He takes his time bringing my temperature to a full boil.

I knead his shoulders, his back, and twirl the studs in his nipples.

He groans, kisses down my stomach and stops at my belly button. Slowly, he makes his way into my short curls, to my mound. Kneeling on the floor, he spreads my legs wide, and stops to stare.

I pulse and liquids within me gush at his heated gaze. His lips kiss my mound and I moan.

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