Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
“What? Why? We’re not in danger from anything other than the storm. Right?”
“Of course not. Call it an abundance of caution.” He grinned at me. “I just like breathing. Having someone snag you under my nose while I’m in the shower is a good way to have your dad kill my sorry ass.” I couldn’t help the grin and giggle that escaped. “There,” Ice said with a satisfied smile. “That’s much better. I like that smile on your face rather than fear.”
Then Ice did something I wasn’t expecting. He leaned in and kissed my forehead before heading to the bathroom without a backward glance.
* * *
Ice
I’d only thought I was fucked before. Standing in the bathroom, my back to the closed door, I took in a deep breath, trying to cleanse myself of… her. Dawn.
There was a clean, fresh scent clinging to her. Like honeysuckle or jasmine. Her small frame was dwarfed by my own large body. When she looked up at me with hope and fear shining in her eyes, I knew she was putty in my hands. When that look turned hungry? Well. It’d take a stronger man than me to ignore the need she projected. If we were in any other situation and this was any other woman besides El Diablo’s daughter, I’d gladly take what she offered when she stood staring at my bare chest.
But we were in a bad situation. And this was El Diablo’s daughter. It wasn’t that she wasn’t worth the risk. Hell yeah, she was worth it! But I had too much respect for El Diablo, even if he was a thorn in my dad’s side, and I’d never put my needs ahead of my club’s. Not for sex. Even if she was the most desirable woman I’d ever seen.
With a grunt and a shake of my head, I stripped and ran through the shower. I didn’t want to be in the bathroom when our food arrived. Not because I thought anyone would hurt Dawn but because it was my job to see to her safety and comfort.
As I soaped my body, I stared down at my hard cock. The asshole had a mind of its own. It wanted Dawn as much as I did, but it didn’t understand why we couldn’t have her.
I gripped my dick, stroking firmly to get a little relief. The last thing I needed to do was leave this room in gym shorts with my cock standing at full attention. Dawn would probably hide under the bed and I wouldn’t blame her. She knew me but not that well. Definitely not well enough for me to be walking around her with my cock at full attention.
I covered my dick, wrapping my hand tight around the base. Closing my eyes for one second, I could see Dawn’s face looking up at me, her lips parting to take my dick between her lips and suck. Would that be something she’d enjoy? Would she close her eyes in bliss as she hummed around me?
“Christ!”
I threw back my head and groaned as I came. My cock pulsed out an angry beat with every spurt. Not nearly enough.
“Fuck.”
I rinsed quickly, adjusted the water temperature, and finished up my shower. Thankfully, the hotel furnished a couple of toothbrushes. I brushed my teeth and dressed before I opened the door.
Without even trying, I met Dawn’s gaze where she sat on the edge of the bed.
Not for you, asshole. She’s El Diablo’s daughter! Not only would he kill me for lusting after his daughter, but it would put strain on our clubs’ relationship. Which would negate any good I might be doing by rescuing her.
“You didn’t want to lie down?” I tried to sound as gentle as I could be. The poor girl had to be close to her breaking point.
She shook her head but didn’t look at me.
“You good, Dawn?” She nodded her head. “Yeah,” I said, approaching her carefully. “You’re not good at all, are you?”
Right before my eyes, Dawn lost her fight to stay in control. She started shaking, then she broke down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably.
“Fuck. Come here, honey.” I pulled her up from the bed into my arms before sitting back on the bed with her. She curled up in my lap, clinging to me with a death grip. Though her tears were like daggers through my fucking chest, I loved that she was trusting me with this. That she was taking refuge in my arms. That she felt safe enough to let it out.
“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” I whispered, kissing the top of her head. “I’ve got you, Dawn. We’re gonna make it through this together. I promise.”
Not wanting to make anything harder for her to process, I kept stroking her hair and back to soothe her. I had no clue what she needed and I wasn’t sure I was even doing the right thing. I was a stranger to her, and here I was in her personal space. But Goddamn if it didn’t feel right!