Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
I fled into one of the back hallways, my pulse pounding against my chest. I gave myself a second to gather my breath, ducking into a shadowed alcove. Leaving like that certainly felt like a betrayal of what we shared, yet I knew I had no choice. I could only hope he’d realize why when my brother came around the corner.
I hadn’t been back at the clubhouse for even a week yet, hadn’t even talked to Carter yet about why I was here, and already I was on the verge of begging Knox to fuck me.
Even as I stayed in the darkened corner, I couldn’t shake the taste of Knox’s lips on mine or the way he held me with a possessive touch. An undeniable part of me had always craved his ownership.
I forced myself to go back to the bar and work for the rest of the night. But once the evening came to a close and I was in my room, lying in bed, the shadows of the room closing in on me, I couldn’t shake the memory of Knox’s words or the passionate way he had claimed me, even if it was just for that fleeting moment.
I knew the breaking point was near—that one day soon, this dangerous back-and-forth game would consume us, and we’d give in.
And I knew I wouldn’t stop it when that time came. Because I could never truly escape the pull of this man and all the unimaginable things he promised with just one look.
4
KNOX
A week later
It had been a week since my encounter with Kelsie in the hallway, and I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it.
But I’d thrown myself into work to get her out of my head. I knew it was a failing task though.
I wanted her too fucking badly.
The club grounds were quiet—the kind of silence that only came when the chaos had finally settled. Most of the members had ridden out earlier, leaving the property empty except for a few patches in the garage working on some restorations.
And I knew Kelsie was inside alone.
I leaned against my ride and finished my beer. It was my fourth, and that amount of alcohol made me feel loose but not enough to dull the edge that had been sharpening in me, knowing I was about to go in there and make her mine.
I was done waiting.
Kelsie.
I tossed my empty beer bottle in the trashcan and pushed away from my bike. I had one goal in mind. To see her. The distinct sound of rock playing from the garage didn’t drown out the thumping of my heart or the feel of adrenaline rushing through my veins.
I went in through the backdoor of the kitchen and immediately heard more music coming from the main part clubhouse. I was silent as I entered the gathering space and saw her right away, causing me to halt. My pulse beat wildly, sweat beading my brow, and the blood in my veins was hot and electric, flowing directly to my dick.
She was the only one who could bring out this visceral reaction in me.
Kelsie was bent over behind the bar, cleaning off the polished wood right under the shelves of liquor bottles. Her dark hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders. Her skirt hugged her ass in a way that made my mouth go dry, and my already hard cock engorged even more.
Fuck, I thought, and I reached down to adjust my now throbbing dick behind my grease-stained jeans.
I leaned against the doorframe and just watched her. She was unaware of me as she continued to work, even when she turned to the side slightly, humming softly to the song playing over the sound system at a much lower volume than it usually stayed at. The thin tank top she wore did nothing to hide the way her full tits swayed under the material.
Before she came back to town, I hadn’t seen her in years, not since she walked out on me without so much as a goodbye. I knew this life was hard. But hell, she was the love of my life.
Now, here she was, back in my world, and all I wanted to do was say fuck the past. Because she’d always been mine.
I pushed away from the frame and stalked toward her. She turned around and spotted me, her surprise instant as she froze, her shoulders tensing. Her gaze was wary, like she didn’t know what to make of me walking to her with determination in my eyes. But there was a spark of defiance there too.
It was the same one that made my cock hard.
She always had a way of turning me on when I pissed her off.
“Knox,” she said, her voice soft, like she was testing the air between us, seeing where I stood emotionally and mentally in this moment.