Beyond the Badge – Crew (Blue Avengers MC #5) Read Online Jeanne St. James

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Mafia, MC Tags Authors: Series: Blue Avengers MC Series by Jeanne St. James
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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 109640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
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She might not have escaped a bad relationship—though, he’d never really escape since he shared two children with his ex—the point of her coming to Pittsburgh was to catch bad guys.

Not feelings.

That was exactly what happened. And blazing quick, too.

They were supposed to be keeping things simple, but once emotions became involved… Shit could get complicated.

Fast.

“Crew…” she tried again.

“Cami, no.”

Oh yeah, the Teflon armor he most likely donned whenever he had any kind of intimacy with a woman must have dislodged and left a gap just large enough for those feelings to slip through.

It was why he left unexpectedly that morning, looking spooked.

It was why he sat in the car in the driveway, white-knuckling the steering wheel.

It was why he wanted to ignore talk of it now.

Could she see herself having an actual relationship with this man?

Would he even want that? Or would he push any potential of that aside using any excuse in the book? Starting with her age, of course.

Because that was an easy one for him.

Add in who her father was, and that Crew was her “boss” in a way…

That was just some of the many excuses he could come up with. Valid or not.

In some ways they couldn’t be more different, in others they were too much alike.

It could work perfectly. Or it could be a disaster.

They could either complement each other or would they one day throw the white towel when their relationship became too exhausting from constantly butting heads and busting balls.

Either way, they’d keep each other on their toes. Guaranteed, life wouldn’t be boring.

Holy shit, was she seriously considering this?

She had wanted to concentrate on her career and hadn’t been looking for any kind of relationship. At least, not yet. She had plenty of time for that. But if anyone would know how important her career was with the DEA, it would be another DEA agent.

However, would he want to interfere with her assignments like he tried with her going undercover at Hawg Wild? Using the excuse it was for her safety?

Fuck.

Lying naked across Crew’s lap wasn’t the most opportune time to consider her future, both personally and professionally. It definitely wasn’t the smartest time to make life decisions, either.

If the man knew where her thoughts had wandered, he’d be sprinting for the door after dumping her onto the floor, leaving her naked and unsatisfied.

She rolled her lips under so she didn’t laugh at that image.

But it only took him dragging a finger through her slick lips to bring her back to the situation at hand.

What happened to his urge to spank her? Had he been having the same conversation with himself? Had he been contemplating his future, with or without her?

“Crew…”

“We can either talk or we can fuck. But what we won’t do is have the conversation weighing on both our minds while having sex. Choose wisely.”

So, he had been considering their future together.

“We can fuck,” she answered, “but we can’t ignore the rest.”

“You’re right, we can’t. But we can put it off until later.”

“Are you going to run before we can address the elephant in the room?”

With a sigh, he turned her over until her back was braced by his strong, thick thighs.

He didn’t avoid her eyes when he asked, “Do I want to have that conversation? No. Do I have a choice? Maybe. Can I ignore it completely?”

Something crossed his face but before she could figure out what it was, it was gone.

“I wish I could,” he finished on a whisper. “This was totally fucking unexpected.”

“Agreed,” she whispered back.

“This never should’ve happened.”

“I didn’t trap you.”

“No, you captured me. You hold me hostage just the same.”

“If it bothers you so much, break free.”

He jerked against her. “That’s the fucking problem. I can’t. I cannot break free of you.”

Holy shit. “And you hate that.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“You might as well have,” she countered.

“I didn’t want to talk about this now.”

“I didn’t, either, but Crewwwwww… Ooo, damn,” she moaned when he dragged a finger back through her folds.

That wasn’t fair. Even so, she was back on board for skipping the conversation for now and going back to the foreplay and what happened afterward.

He dipped a finger inside of her, driving it all the way to the last knuckle.

Yep, her vote was for less words, more action.

And that action was gentle, a stark contrast to the spanking.

He dropped his head to wrap his lips around her nipple.

Pressing her head into his thigh, she arched her back to make it easier for him to reach her breast and pressed it deeper into his mouth, so he could give it the attention she desired. She spread her thighs enough to give him unfettered access and he took advantage of that by adding a second finger.

Her eyelids slid closed as he drove them in and out of her, no longer being gentle but being thorough.


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