Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“I’m going to come, baby,” he said.
She sped up her thrusts, and then she watched as he came, thrusting balls-deep inside her, and the kick of his cock as he spilled his cum deep inside her.
They were not wearing condoms, and Nikki knew that was going to be a problem.
She didn’t move, not even after his orgasm was complete, and Hawk didn’t move her.
“Uh, I don’t know if this is a good time or not to tell you that I am on the pill.” She nibbled her lip.
“We probably should have established that two fucks ago,” Hawk said.
“Yeah, that’s not why I’m bringing it up, I was just wondering, you know, if you, uh, are…” She couldn’t bring herself to say it.
It was so embarrassing.
“I’m not on the pill,” he said.
“No, I didn’t mean that. I mean, at the club, you’re surrounded by a lot of beautiful women, and there are a lot of men who share those women, and I guess…” Nope, it wasn’t coming out with ease.
“I’m clean, babe.” He ran his hands down her thighs, then up them. “I wouldn’t have fucked you without a rubber if I wasn’t clean.”
“But you had no problem with the risk of me getting pregnant?”
She frowned. Was this a good thing? She had a horrible hunch it was anything but. There was no way it was a good thing to become pregnant by a stranger. Not that Hawk was a stranger, but she still didn’t know a lot about him.
What do I know about him? He was the president of the Devil’s Beasts MC, his dad had died five years ago, and … nothing. She didn’t know anything else about him other than the fact he liked taking his coffee black with two sugars, also, he had a penchant for pizza and Chinese food.
“I knew you were on the pill,” he said.
Nikki frowned. “How?”
“Do you think I was going to allow you to enter my private space and not figure out who you were?”
“You knew … wait, does that mean you knew where I worked?” She thought back to that night at the supermarket.
Hawk smiled. “You’ll find there is not a lot I don’t know about.”
She sighed.
“Speaking of work, have you ever thought about putting some makeup on? I hear it from several of the women at the club that most of the beauty technicians wear makeup. You ever thought that maybe Darlene has an issue with you not wearing any?”
“Do you think that’s what her problem is?” Nikki asked.
He shrugged.
“Why wouldn’t she tell me?”
“I’m not your boss, but maybe she was trying to tell you without telling you.”
“That makes no sense.”
“When does anything that a woman does make sense?”
“That’s not fair,” she said, laughing.
“But so true. So, how about it, are you going to start wearing makeup?” he asked.
“I’ll try, okay? That is what I’ll do. I will try.”
She couldn’t help but frown. Wearing makeup outside of her trailer was hard. She only ever wore makeup for a few minutes. She’d been applying makeup for years, but when her mother found her when she was thirteen doing it, she told her it didn’t matter how much she applied, she would always be ugly. That had hurt, big time. More than she cared to admit. It’s why she never wore any, not for long periods of time, and certainly not for anyone to see her wearing it. It was too embarrassing.
“What?” Hawk asked.
“It’s nothing.”
“Tell me.”
“It’s stupid is what it is.” She tried to climb off him, but she was no match for Hawk’s grip.
“You’re not going anywhere until you tell me what is going on in that head of yours.”
“It’s nothing and it’s stupid. Just leave me alone.”
“Nikki, babe, my cock is balls-deep inside you, and I’m not letting you leave. You’re going to learn a couple of things. First, I’m in control, and don’t even for a second think you can change that. I’m the boss. And second, don’t keep shit from me, this includes lying to me. I don’t like that shit.”
“So. what you’re saying is I’ve got to be open and honest with you, and what you say goes.”
He smiled. “Exactly.”
“That is … no, that’s not fair.”
“Fair or not, it is how I work. Now, stop annoying me and tell me what the problem is.”
She wanted to yell at him, or at the very least tell him he was being unreasonable, but was he? She didn’t know, not anymore.
“This is not funny.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“It’s stupid.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck if it is stupid or not, just tell me.”
She rolled her eyes. It sounded stupid even to herself. “It’s my mom, she caught me putting makeup on when I was a kid. It probably looked ridiculous, but she told me it didn’t matter how much I applied, that I was ugly and no makeup was going to change that.”