Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
As usual though, Tildy did not get her wish.
Chapter 47
Hawk wasn’t certain how the fighting had led to fucking, although he couldn’t deny the sense it made. Both made him hard and want to pound something. Tildy was straddling him. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist and her silky panties were rubbing against his aching erection that was threatening to burst through his cargo pants.
Her lips had abandoned his and were now skimming across his jaw and toward his neck. He reached up and grasped the clip holding her hair back. As it fell down around her shoulders, he breathed her in. “Gonna get us arrested,” he murmured to her, dropping the plastic clip. It clattered to the pavement.
Tildy either didn’t hear him or didn’t care. Her hands were already at the snap of his pants, yanking the fly open. With one hand Hawk popped the top button of her cream colored blouse. He couldn’t quite get to her breasts, with her shirt and her bra in the way, and the fact that they were outside in public. He drew his tongue along the swell of her chest anyway. He figured it was worth it if they got popped by a patrolman.
Tildy’s small, smooth hands brought out his cock, and Hawk, without thinking, grabbed the material of her panties along the hip and pulled. The fabric ripped and Tildy froze.
“Shit,” he muttered. “Tildy, I’m sorry.”
Tildy shook her head angrily and grasped his shaft. “I don’t care,” she whispered fiercely. “I don’t care.” As she positioned herself and sank down on him, she clutched his arms for balance. “You’re not him.”
“Oh, God,” Hawk groaned as she took him inside her.
He’d never been inside a woman before without protection. As it turned out, blowjobs were simply no comparison. Tildy was all silk and heat as she mounted him. She was also dripping wet. She was always that way for him though.
He gripped her hips and helped her ride him, since she wasn’t tall enough to reach the pavement for leverage. She squeezed him tightly as she moved, riding his shaft like she was made to do nothing else.
After only a few moments, Hawk grabbed her shoulders and held her down on him, lost in the feel of her tight pussy. “Fuck, Angel,” he growled. “This isn’t going to last.” He already felt his balls tightening. Nothing could have prepared him for how it would feel to have her bare against him. “Cum, Angel. Cum right now.”
Tildy gasped with the effort of getting herself off before he did. Hawk reached between them and pinched her clit lightly. That set her off. She tightened around him like a vise as Hawk clenched his jaw to keep from crying out as he pumped his load up into her.
She fell against him and held him tightly. She could have been just waiting until she caught her breath, but Hawk didn’t want her to let go all the same. All too soon she put one foot down on the pavement as she slid off his lap. He was still trying to recover, as she straightened her skirt over her thighs. She was still breathing hard and her face was still flushed. She avoided looking at him, as she turned and headed back to her car.
Hawk realized he was still holding her torn panties in his hand. He looked around at the dumpsters that were overflowing with garbage bags. Leaving them in this place seemed obscene. He wasn’t at all certain how he felt about what had just happened. He was even less sure of what Tildy felt, but she wasn’t trash.
He stuffed them into his pocket and started the Harley’s engine. He followed her again, out of the alley and onto the adjoining one-way street, though he was less aggressive in his pursuit this time. Tildy had just parked her car in the bank’s parking lot as he drove past. He still hadn’t lost his instinct to watch over her. As he sat at the red light, he watched her disappear inside before heading back to the garage.
Hawk walked back toward the bay doors where the guys were waiting for him. He stifled an irritated noise. He wished they’d just forget about the whole thing, but his and Tildy’s soap opera spat in front of them sealed the deal on that. None of them had ever seen Hawk argue with a woman. None of them had ever seen a woman come to Burnout just to have it out with him. As he neared the building, he sent up a silent prayer that they would just ignore the whole damn thing. It was too much to hope for.
“Want to tell us what that was all about?” Shooter asked.
Hawk didn’t respond.
“How did you end up with Tildy’s ring?” Tex pressed. “And what the hell is going on with you lately?”