Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Because she was finally healing, finally fucking glowing.
Now, we were lying in bed watching another action movie. I was spooning her, my eyes closed, listening to the movie as she intently watched it.
And for the umpteenth time, she wiggled her fucking juicy ass against me.
I gripped her hip, not bothering to open my eyes. “Woman, if you don’t stop . . .” I warned.
She laughed softly. “What are you going to do, Ink? Spank me?”
Once a brat, always a brat.
I tightened my hold on her hip. “You want to find out?”
She laughed and rolled off the bed, darting out of the room. I took that answer as a yes and went after her. “Woman, when I get my hands on you,” I called, not rushing to find her, “I’m going to spank you wherever you happen to be,” I promised.
“Got to catch me first,” she sang.
Elaina laughed as she bounced Antonio on her knees, making him squeal. With a small shake of her head, she disappeared into her room. “I’ll leave you two to it.”
“Turn your TV up,” I warned her, making sure Jessie could hear me. “I plan to make her scream.”
Elaina’s cheeks flushed, and she hurried into her room. I grinned. “Ready or not, my girl.” I darted into the kitchen where she was. She squeaked, one foot still hanging out of the pantry. A wicked smirk curved my lips as I gripped her wrist and yanked her out. “Got you,” I whispered, my eyes intent on her shining ones.
Her eyes were filled with mischief as she slid her hands up my shirt. “I’m ready for my spanking,” she whispered.
I barked out a laugh, leaning forward to kiss her before I spun her around to face the counter, ready to give her exactly what her bratty ass was asking for.
24
I looked up from the coffee pot when the front door opened. I heard Antonio squeal happily and Elaina softly laugh before Alejandro stepped into the kitchen.
“Little late in the day to be drinking coffee, isn’t it?” he asked me.
I smirked and lifted my mug in greeting. “Just goes to show you don’t get enough pussy.”
He rolled his eyes at me, not even bothering to comment on my remark. “The problem has been taken care of,” he informed me. Tension I hadn’t known was riding my shoulders suddenly disappeared. “Hellistic Saints is no more; every charter of theirs has been wiped off the map. Nothing to remember them by but the lots their clubhouses once resided on.”
I grinned, finally fully relaxing after months of being on edge. “We good to go home?”
Alejandro nodded, lifting Antonio onto his hip when the little boy crawled into the kitchen. “You’re good to go home,” he confirmed.
“Thank fuck,” I heard Jessie say as she slipped around him, coming to me. “I miss my bed.”
I pressed my lips to hers as I drew her against me. “You mean, our bed?”
She smirked at me. “No, I meant what I said.”
I rolled my eyes at her and lightly smacked her ass, a warning of what was to come if she kept being a brat.
Jessie slid her hands up my abs, raising her lips to mine. I groaned and dragged her wet body against mine, deepening the kiss as I did so.
Hours later, we were finally home, enjoying our shower once again. The shower at the safe house hadn’t been horrible, but it certainly didn’t have this shower head or this water pressure.
And apparently, my girl had plans of her own to welcome us back home.
“Playing a dangerous game, my girl,” I rasped, trailing my lips down her neck, nipping lightly at the spots that I knew would always have her moaning loudly for me.
The sound of Elaina suddenly calling out Alejandro’s name had both me and Jessie jerking in surprise. We were used to hearing her screaming Joey’s but not Alejandro’s.
I’d noticed something was going on between the two of them, but it wasn’t my business to dig into.
Jessie frowned. “Where is my brother?”
I kissed her again. “I don’t know. Let me go find out what the fuck is going on.” I trusted Elaina, but at the same time, I didn’t want her cheating on Joey if Joey wasn’t aware of what was happening.
And if he was, I needed to make sure my brother was okay.
I slipped out of the shower. After quickly drying off and getting dressed in a pair of sweats and a long-sleeve shirt, I went in search of Joey.
He was sitting in the bar room feeding Antonio. He looked up at me. “Thought you and my sister would have taken longer. You done turned into a five-second man, Ink?”
“Your woman moaning Alejandro’s name interrupted us.” I sat down across from him. There had been no surprise on his face when I’d mentioned it. “You okay, brother?”