Jester by Lilly Atlas

Author:Lilly Atlas [Atlas, Lilly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lilly Atlas Books

Chapter Sixteen

Jester stood across the asphalt lot, his back against the exterior wall of the clubhouse, drinking in the sight of Emily. She blipped on his radar as soon as she exited the building, but he didn’t go to her, letting her have some time to connect with the women.

She fit in well. For someone who seemed so skittish and apprehensive when he first met her, she adapted to his world like a natural. People were drawn to her kind and genuinely warm, accepting personality.

Emily had no clue how gorgeous she was, standing there in a pair of white denim cutoffs with a fitted purple tank top. Brown cowboy boots topped off the outfit, and did amazing things for her legs. The clothes were typical desert attire, but she wore it well, and looked insanely sexy. He intended to have those booted legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her later tonight.

Taking a drink of his beer, he watched as she laughed at something Marcie said. Her head was thrown back, exposing the creamy expanse of her neck and his dick twitched in his pants. Jesus, he was like a horny teenager who’d just discovered sex. He could have her three times a day, and still want her like a man starving.

This was an entirely new situation for him. Sure, his sexual appetite had always been on the excessive side, but he usually lost interest in a woman five minutes after he came. It was crass, and probably made him an asshole, but it was what it was.

With Emily, however, he not only continued to want her body again and again, but he genuinely enjoyed every second of time he spent with her, fucking or not.

“You’ve got that look.” Striker ambled up next to Jester, handing him another beer.

Jester tossed his empty bottle in a nearby trashcan as he took a pull from the fresh one. He snorted in response to Striker. “Go ahead. I’m sure you’re dying to tell me exactly what look it is.”

He smirked. “I sure am. It’s the look of an animal who found its mate.”

Christ. Is that what this was? Was Emily his mate? Jester wasn’t sure he could handle that. He wasn’t finished with her, but did he want something permanent?

Striker laughed. “It’s also the look of a man who knows he’s fucked.”

“Yeah, that sounds more like it.”

“She sure is pretty. It’s those light eyes, they pull you in something fierce. Tits ain’t bad either.”

Jester turned and scowled down at Striker who stood just three inches shorter than he did, still over six feet, but Jester had the height advantage. “I’m sorry, VP, Lila ain’t enough for you?”

Striker laughed, and Jester knew he’d fallen right into his trap. “Brother, Lila is more than enough for me, but that don’t mean my eyes are busted. Emily’s a gorgeous woman. Every man here can see that. But you sure did react like a male animal protecting his mate.”

Jester grunted, somewhat pacified by Striker’s words. “Christ, I feel like a wild animal half the time I’m around her.

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