Dirty Daddy's Sins (Night Titans MC, #2) by Evelyn Glass

Author:Evelyn Glass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mc romance, Motorcycle Club romance, biker romance, dark romance, bad boy romance, second chance heist romance, secret baby romance
Publisher: eBook Publishing World
Published: 2018-09-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Emma

As soon as it was clear that Dean wasn’t going to shut the door in her face, Emma stepped inside, put her arms around his neck, and sealed her mouth to his. If he had any resistance, it melted away in a moment. He wrapped one arm around her waist tugging her further inside as the other swung the door shut. As soon as it was closed, he rushed her back, pressing her tight against the door, his hands skating over her clothing. She was soaking wet, and her skin felt clammy and cold. When his hands came up under the hem of her shirt and teased at the flesh of her stomach, she gasped at the sudden heat. His mouth left hers, leaving traces down her neck as he kissed her jawline, her pulse, and the base of her throat. It was all very nice and sweet and incredibly hot, but it wasn’t what she wanted.

She reached between them, cupping the growing hardness between them and hearing him groan.

“Give me this,” she said. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Lady’s choice,” he replied. “Bed’s further but more comfortable. Couch is right there. Tell me what you want.”

She gripped him harder, and he cursed, breathless, against her mouth. “I already told you. I want this, fucking me as hard as you can.”

He laughed, the sound bordering on cruel. “That’s pretty damn hard.”

“I can take it,” she said. “I’m not made of glass.” She heard her voice shaking, though, and much to her extreme irritation, Dean seemed to hear it as well.

“Hey,” he said, all of the heat melting away as he stroked her jawline with one finger. Emma felt the tears welling again, and pointed her gaze up at the ceiling, trying to keep control of herself. “Hey, beautiful. What’s going on?”

The tone of his voice, careful and kind, made her think he knew but didn’t want to put words in her mouth. She took a few long, slow breaths, working to get control of herself again, and then eased gently past him to sit down on his couch. She took off the sweatshirt she’d thrown on before she left the house. It was damp on the bottom and soaked around the shoulders, and it felt uncomfortable and unpleasant now. He took it from her and draped it over a chair where it could dry. Once she sat down, he covered her knees with a light blanket. “Coffee or tea?”

“Just water,” she replied. “I’m too jittery for caffeine.”

“Sure.”

She waited until he handed her a glass filled with very cold water, and had sat down on the other side of the couch. It was close enough to be comfortable, but not close enough to make her feel pressured. Careful. A warmth swelled through her, chasing away at least some of the fear.

“I keep thinking,” she said, and even just those words slipping out made her body quiver in the most unpleasant way. She swallowed hard and focused on the feeling of cold emanating from the glass.

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