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)
“In bed. It’s kind of cold out.”
“Yeah, it is.” He didn’t feel the cold. “What are you wearing?”
She gave a little giggle that wasn’t cute but feminine, and made him think of doing dirty things to her.
“Hawk?”
“Tell me.”
“I’m in a ratty old t-shirt and a pair of pants, why? What are you wearing?”
“Too many clothes, but take those panties off.”
There was silence and he heard her sigh, then he heard her move.
“They’re gone.”
“Now, touch that pretty pussy.”
“Hawk?”
“Babe, if I was there, you know I’d have my fingers or my tongue knuckle-deep inside you. Give a guy a break. Come on. Help me out.”
He had a feeling she rolled her eyes at him, but he didn’t care. He wanted her to touch that pretty pussy. Hawk heard her draw a breath and he knew exactly when she touched her pussy.
“You’re sensitive,” he said.
“I wish you were here.”
“I’m going to be there. Trust me. Tomorrow night, you better be at the motel room.”
“You could come here,” she said.
“Motel room. Now, stroke your fingers over your clit. Are you nice and wet?”
Another throaty moan along with a little whimper. “Yes.”
“Good, dip your fingers into your cunt. Let them get nice and soaked.” He waited, listening to her gasp. “Now, bring it back up and touch your clit, slide it back and forth, and tomorrow night, know that I’m going to have my tongue on that pussy, but do you know what else I think it’s time for?”
“What?” she asked, sounding close to orgasm.
His cock was so hard, it was verging on painful in his jeans, and they were not even that fucking tight. He wanted to be inside her so badly. He wanted to have her sweet cunt juice on his fingers, his chin, and breathe in the whole scent of her.
“It’s time for those lips to suck my cock. I want to watch you take all of me.”
She let out a moan.
“Hawk?”
“That’s right, come for me, Baby.”
And he heard her do so over the phone.
Chapter Nine
Within seconds of entering the motel room, Hawk had her pressed up against the door, and his lips were on hers. There was no gentleness to his kiss. He ravished her mouth, and she was more than happy to be ravished.
He growled against her lips, and then broke the kiss and began to slide his lips down her neck. When he got to her pulse, she let out a gasp as he nipped. It was a little painful at first, but soon changed, becoming so erotic, she didn’t want him to stop. The pleasure was so intense.
She had planned to slow things down. She didn’t want to listen to what Diana had to say, but it was hard not to. Diana knew men like Hawk, although she had been told Hawk had never gone near Diana. Her own friend had admitted that long before they had this falling out. Several months ago, Diana had complained that no matter what she did, she couldn’t seem to attract the attention of the club president. Hawk was the club president.
Diana’s spiteful words could be exactly that—jealousy—because Nikki had Hawk and didn’t even try to get him. They seemed to fall in together. She didn’t know how it worked between them, but it did. Only, she couldn’t help that sensation of doubt. It was ever so slight, but it was enough.
She found herself thinking about Hawk and what she thought was romantic in their secret relationship. She was starting to wonder why she was never allowed at the club, never given the chance to meet any of his friends. When the club women came to the salon, Darlene took care of them, and Hawk told her not to pay too much attention to them.
So far, she had done everything he asked. And now she wondered why.
She was nothing like the women of the club. Even as she tried to question Darlene, the other woman wasn’t forthcoming. She always said that club business was exactly that. She didn’t talk about the club, Hawk, or anything else.
Nikki hadn’t even tried to talk to the women. She didn’t know what she would say to them. There had been a couple at the salon today, getting their nails redone as the men were coming back, and they wanted to look their best.
She tried not to listen to them, but they were sharing stories about some of the men. From time to time, she heard Hawk’s name mentioned but that seemed to make all the women go silent. No one had anything to say about him.
She was not like those women. She didn’t have the money to keep up-to-date with how she looked, her hair hadn’t seen a cut in well over a year, which was why it was so long. A few times, she had attempted to cut it herself, and that had been disastrous. Now, she was just too embarrassed to get it cut.