Trusting The Biker by Glenna Maynard

Author:Glenna Maynard [Glenna Maynard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-11-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I want him to leave and stay at the same time. My head hurts. I’m pissed off.

Prodigy wraps his brawny arms around me and it’s hard to let go of all the anger coiled inside me. To give someone else part of the load that’s been mine and mine alone to carry for so long. To trust that he means everything he says and does. That he won’t hurt me or my girls.

“I’m sorry I upset you. But I’m not sorry that I got the truth out of you. I told you I’m not like other men. If you told me your ex is stalking you, I’d believe you. End of story. You want to finish your soup, or are you ready for me to take you to bed and eat your sweet cunt until you pass out?”

My insides warm at his words. I’m not used to having someone have my back with no questions asked, mostly. “Both.”

My man rubs my shoulders. “Soup first.” He takes up the stool next to mine, all conversation about Adam forgotten. For now.

My man.

Shit.

I more than like him.

I take a bite of my soup, noticing how close his thigh is pressed to mine as visions of him taking me to bed dance in my head. Dropping my spoon, I look to my right, meeting his knowing smirk and hungry eyes.

“Can I help you with something?” his irresistible lips curve into a bigger grin.

Letting out a yawn, I stretch my arms over my head. “I think I’ll head on to bed for my nap now.” I fake another yawn, covering my mouth.

“Is this a one-handed solo job or am I allowed to come with you?”

“You’re an ass.”

He leans in to capture my lips with his. His hand slides inside the top of my robe, curving around the line of my jaw, and I’m worried that there’s going to be a wet spot on the pad of this stool when I get up.

One touch and I’m a goner. Ready to allow him to do whatever he pleases as long as he doesn’t stop kissing me. Those torturous yet skilled fingers glide down to my chest to tease at my sensitive nipples.

He leaves his stool to turn me around so that I’m facing him as he kneels before me on my kitchen floor. When he undoes the knot at the front of my robe, my first instinct is to hide my body.

Those self-depreciating thoughts are fleeting when I see the way this man looks at me. Like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. As if there’s nothing he’s ever wanted more.

“You drive me crazy, Zoe,” he murmurs as he notices I’m not wearing anything under my robe. “Could eat you right here on the stool.”

“No one’s stopping you.” I open my legs as wide as I can, perched on the stool, no longer ashamed of my body. Not with the way he makes me feel.

Beautiful.

Wanted.

Alive.

Palming one of my breasts, he moves in for the kill.

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