Captive Ride(18)

“Are you saying you feel that way about me?” I ask cautiously. Only years of training myself to show no reaction in the courtroom no matter what the outcome allows me to keep my joy at bay.

But somehow he knows. His smile is slow, slightly crooked, and utterly welcoming. “You know it. I’ve wanted you for a long time but I knew you weren’t ready. A few years ago, if I’d tied you up and spanked your pretty ass, you would have turned me out on my ear.”

“So you waited?” This time I cup his face, running my fingers over his closely trimmed beard and then into his scalp. His eyes flutter shut enjoying the caress.

“I waited.”

Those two words are more persuasive than any argument I’ve ever heard in court. He waited. This man who could have all kinds of women with a snap of his fingers had waited for me to be ready for him.

“I didn’t even know you were what I wanted,” I admit breathlessly. My fingers find their way down to the hem of his shirt. He helps me lift the garment over his head and then starts to dispose of my clothes. My nipples tighten behind the thin t-shirt as his hungry gaze takes in every inch of bare skin that is exposed as we hurriedly undress.



“That’s okay. I’ve got lots to teach you,” he informs me. Again his light words belie his serious intent.

When we are both naked, he presses me against the cushions, his heavy, rough body scraping deliciously at my soft skin. His one large hand cradles my head while the other parts my legs. He gives a grunt of satisfaction when his fingers discover how wet I already am.

I close my eyes then as his mouth lowers over mine. He enters me with both his tongue and cock simultaneously as if to punctuate the verbal claims he’d made earlier.

I raise my leg and hook it over his hip but he needs no encouragement. I let him take over and slide into that euphoria that he conjures so easily. There’s nothing but pleasure and sensation in his world and under his touch.

“Ah Amy girl,” he hisses against my neck as his shaft plunges in and out of me in an unhurried rhthym. “You know I love you.”

I smile, so happy, so joyful in this moment. “Is that a question counselor?”

“No. It’s a declaration.”

I wrap myself around him, arms and legs, until we are fused together. “I love you too Flint.”

His lips curve against my shoulder as he drives in, harder, faster, pushing me toward the cliff. I stand there on my curled tiptoes and look for him. He runs behind me, grabs me around the waist and throws me off. We tumble into the ether, holding each other, loving each other, claiming each other.

I’m not alone. I belong to Flint and he belongs to me. Forever.



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Their Private Need BONUS





THEIR PRIVATE NEED

ELLA GOODE



Annie: I've been the good girl too long. I don't drink, don't smoke, and live at home with my preacher father. The most daring thing I've ever done is work part-time at the library. Rule-breakers and lawless men aren't part of my world but not doing doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about it. And every fantasy I’ve ever had is promising to come true if I just take a chance.

Easy: The moment I laid eyes on Annie, I knew she was the one for me and Michigan. We've been partners ever since we served and now we do everything together. And by everything I mean riding, drinking, and women. If we can get Annie on board, it'll be perfect. Not only do I have to convince Annie, though, I need to convince Michigan, too.

Michigan: Easy seems to think sweet, delectable Annie's just going to fall into our laps. But my one experience with a preacher’s daughter left me scarred—emotionally and physically. A good girl like Annie wants to experience a little danger but she doesn’t want to live it and I’m not going all in unless this is for the long haul.

Three hearts are on a collision course. They will either be ruined or remade.





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Chapter One





Easy


“What do you think?” I ask Michigan as we watch the slim figure of Annie Bloom disappear inside her small cottage attached to the Methodist church.

“I think you were dropped on your head one too many times if you think Pastor Bloom’s virgin daughter is going to spread her legs for one of us, let alone get into a threesome.” Michigan’s glaring at me but I can’t keep a smile from breaking out because he wouldn’t be angry with me if he didn’t want her.

“I was hard the minute I laid eyes on her too.”