Scotch: Unraveled (Brimstone Lords MC Book 4) by Sarah Zolton Arthur

Author:Sarah Zolton Arthur [Zolton Arthur, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2019-10-05T23:00:00+00:00

9.

Rory

I shut the door and when I turn back around, Frankie is standing next to the arm of my old, ratty sofa. She slams back another triple shot of whiskey and has tears spilling down over her cheeks. I take a step forward, but she shakes her no and with much calmer hands pulls her sweater up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. Jesus, she was shaking not two minutes ago and now she’s stripping for me. I need to find out what scared her, but the look on her face pleads for me to let it go, at least for right now. It takes me a moment to make a decision because I don’t want to make the wrong move here and risk somehow losing her again. But if what I hope is about to go down is what she needs, then that’s what she’ll get.

Torn between hating myself for what I’m about to do, as there’s clearly something major going on, and the rush of lust and love causing my dick to stage a mutiny against my mind, I press my palms against my forehead and run them up through my hair to put a little time and perspective in the situation.

Frankie has more of a woman’s body now than when we were together before. Almost a decade will do that. She has on this sweet pink, lacy bra, but it’s what’s underneath that so captivates me. Her curves are rounder than before. More pronounced hips. Fuller, heavier breasts, though she’s never had children. Christ, how big would they get if we had one together? Soft instead of firm. She even has the tiny hint of tummy. She’s a woman who works, not works out, except for the physical activity required to keep up with the wee ones.

She’s fucking unbelievable. And when she moves her arms behind her back to unlatch her bra, letting the scrap of material fall away, I know waiting was the right choice, letting her come to me, to trust me to take care of her, made this night possible.

There’s a vulnerability on her face probably because I haven’t spoken yet. The woman is just so beautiful standing there, baring more than her body for me, that words actually escape me.

It’s not until she takes a breath in, heaving those glorious breasts up and down and says, “It’s yours if you want it,” that my mind clicks back on and I move in two steps across the floor to reach her, undecided if I want to crush our lips together or keep getting my fill of looking. In the end, I decide to rest my hands on her shoulders and slowly glide them up to cup her neck. Her hands move to hold my waist as I pull her in for a kiss. Frankie’s kisses undo me, but it’s those little whimpers that break my control wide open.

I’m already breathing heavily when she digs her fingers under the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and off.

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