Return of the Bad Boy: Bad Boys of the Bayou by Nicholas Erin

Author:Nicholas, Erin
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781952280467
Publisher: EN Fiction, Inc.
Published: 2022-08-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Jackson couldn’t make his brain and body connect. Well, he couldn’t connect with any part of his body other than the huge, throbbing erection Annabelle had left behind.

He gave a little growl and got out, stalking toward her. She was leaning with her butt against the car, her hands braced on the hood on either side of her hips, bare breasted, a sly, purely feminine-power grin on her face.

Oh, she thought she had him wrapped around her finger now?

Fine. She could think that. The entire time she was spread out and begging him for release.

“Turn around,” he said firmly.

Her eyes widened, but she spun to face the car.

“Hands on the hood. Don’t move them,” he ordered.

She did exactly as she was told.

“Lean over.”

He moved in behind her. Her hair hung over her back and he ran a strand between his fingers, then he brushed the mass over one of her shoulders, exposing the smooth skin of her back. He ran his index finger up and down the gentle curve of her spine. Goose bumps broke out in the wake of his touch and she shivered. That probably made her nipples harder. He reached around and cupped one breast in his hand, the tip pressing between his two middle and ring fingers. He squeezed gently as he massaged her butt cheek through the skirt with his other hand.

The night was warm, only a slight breeze stirred the air. The soft grass under their feet was long enough to brush against their calves. It was dark, moonlight and stars the only things breaking up the deep black sky. It was all decadent.

The chances of being caught were practically nonexistent. But it wasn’t impossible.

Jackson wondered how Annabelle would respond to that reminder.

“Once I’ve got my mouth and hands and cock in your pussy, I’m not stopping,” he said in a growl near her ear. “If someone drives in, they’re going to get to watch me fucking you, get to hear you cry out when you come harder than you ever have.”

She moaned, her head dropping forward, her butt pressing into his hand.

He grinned. Good response. Very good response.

She liked the word fuck. And fucking. And fucked. And cock. And pussy.

She liked the dirty talk. Very good to know. The graphic talk was natural for him, but he could hold back if needed. Still he was thrilled Annabelle responded to it. This was only one of the things about her the other guys wouldn’t believe.

Jackson frowned at that. He didn’t want to tell anyone else. He loved knowing this side of her and it felt like something he wanted to keep to himself. Something that was almost too intimate to share. As if she’d trusted him with a secret.

But she wanted him to tell the other guys. The idea of them dating had been to get the guys in Bad to look at her differently.

And the fact that Annabelle Hartington had a naughty streak and loved the word cock would be welcome news.

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