Wicked Impulse by Chelle Bliss

Author:Chelle Bliss [Bliss, Chelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-13T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Fran

I woke with my body tangled with Murray’s and coated in sweat. The man was covered in fur, and when he slept, he threw off heat like a small campfire.

He’d stayed over, stating that he didn’t want to be away from me, but I knew something was up. Morgan had been acting strange since Johnny’s death, and Bear had become overprotective to the point of suffocation.

“Morning, sweetheart.” Bear tightened his hold on me.

I kicked off the blankets, trying to find some cool air, but there was none to be had. “Morning, babe. Want some coffee?”

“I’m good just like this,” he said as he buried his face in my neck.

Even though I felt like I was roasting in the sun, goose bumps broke out across my skin as he kissed me. “We can’t stay in bed all day.” I wiggled to try to break free, but I failed.

His cock stirred. “Why not?”

I shimmied away from his hardness. “Oh, no. Not now, mister. I’m going to the hairdresser and then to meet Maria for lunch.”

“I’ll come,” he said, and I knew immediately that there was something no one had told me.

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Stay here. I want to have a little Fran for breakfast.”

I grabbed his balls and gave them a playful squeeze. “Why don’t you roll on your back, and I’ll give you a proper good morning?” The men in this family, including Bear, must have thought I was an idiot.

His eyes grew wide, and he quickly flipped onto his back, putting his hands behind his head. “This is the best fucking way to wake up.”

I crawled between his legs and settled on my heels as I wrapped my hand around his stiff cock. “You like this, baby.”

“God, yes.” He let out a little moan when my hand moved.

“Do you want it rough or soft?” I asked in a breathy, sexy voice.

“Any way you want to do it.” He licked his lips and closed his eyes. “I’m up for anything you’ve got.”

He shivered when I dragged my tongue around the head. Placing the tip in my mouth, I grazed him with my teeth, and his hips shot off the bed.

“Gentle, baby,” he told me, glancing down his body at me.

Pulling his cock out, I waved it in front of my lips. “You want gentle?”

“I don’t want teeth.”

My hold tightened on his shaft. “You better start telling me what the fuck is going on, and do it quick before you get a blow job you’ll never forget, Murray.”

His eyes snapped to mine. “What are you talking about?”

“You’ve been up my ass, and Morgan’s acting weird. You better tell me what’s going on, or this is going to be the last time your dick is in my hands.”

“Fran, let’s be civil about this.”

Civil? I was being civil. I hadn’t punched him in the gut or kicked him out of my house. I was giving him a chance to explain and make shit right.

I stroked his cock slowly, and his hips moved.

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