Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Maybe it was different with Taryn because he knew this wasn’t long term and this arrangement would end eventually.
Right?
Damn.
That thought shouldn’t fucking bother him as much as it did. Since he wasn’t in the market for an ol’ lady, her staying should bother him, not the idea of her leaving.
At what point did his goddamn brain shift?
Was it too much pot, beer, and whiskey softening his gray matter?
Or was it because the sex between him and Taryn was fucking awesome?
He couldn’t get enough of sliding between her thighs, eating her pussy, or her lips on his dick. Despite fucking her every night and every damn morning, when he wasn’t with her, he had an insane urge to hunt her down and fuck her where she stood.
Once they got off, they continued going about their day.
Thank fuck she never said no and wanted it as much as he did. Even better was when she was the initiator instead of him. Sometimes if he was nearby, she’d finish filming her content for the day, then would grab his hand and they’d head up to his room at The Castle. There, they could be as loud as they wanted since the kids were at school. And hearing a woman orgasming echoing down the hallway wasn’t new to his brothers.
Or could his change of mindset be because of his girl slowly coming around to the fact that Momma and Baby Bird weren’t flying the coop anytime soon? His girl was finally getting a fucking clue that Taryn was there for her; more caring and concerned about raising her right than Sunny’s biological mother.
Fuckin’ Sheena.
Sticking his dick in her was the biggest mistake in his life. Next to letting Taryn convince him not to kill Gentry.
But maybe he was wrong and Taryn would never have to deal with her abusive ex again.
For fuck’s sake.
That motherfucker better not pop up once they all dropped their guard.
It was the potential of Gentry lying in wait for the perfect time to strike that had Taryn staying put. Because he doubted the woman would’ve agreed to stay under his roof simply because Stone wanted her to.
While it normally took his bristly daughter a while to warm up to strangers, Stone was floored the other night when he poked his head into her bedroom and the kids were talking to each other. An actual civilized conversation.
It blew his mind that not only was Sunny actively listening, she was responding to the six-year-old’s constant chatter. And it wasn’t to tell the boy to shut the hell up.
Yeah, he was proud of his girl for turning a corner. He only hoped she continued on that path.
Taryn had been a fucking saint when it came to dealing with his hostile child. She instinctively knew when to give Sunny space and only ever had kind words for his girl, no matter what Sunny spewed at her in return.
Yeah, her having the patience of a fucking saint was paying off.
Good thing Taryn had more than him, despite Sunny being his nut nugget.
Since it was late, Stone finished working his way up the stairs as quietly as possible.
He had a collection job all the fucking way down in Carlisle tonight. While he hadn’t been excited about having to travel that far, that loan shark was a regular customer and gave them a hell of a nice percentage so it had been worth the long ride.
He glanced at his knuckles. And a little bit of pain.
After scrubbing away the blood, he found that they weren’t busted up too badly. Most of the blood hadn’t been his, but the dumb fuck’s who had borrowed a hundred grand from a seedy loan shark, then expected leniency when he wasn’t paying it back.
Tonight’s “job” had received the memo Stone delivered loud and fucking clear. After a little convincing, he promised to pay it back, along with the interest, by the end of the month. If not, Stone would be giving him another visit. If a stronger statement was needed, he’d also bring one of his brothers along next time.
Stone liked to share the fun.
When he reached the second floor landing, he glanced toward Sunny’s room. The door was open a few inches and from what he could see, the room was pitch dark.
The kids were most likely crashed.
Taryn tried to stay up and wait for him if he had a late job, but if she was asleep, he had plenty of time-tested techniques to wake her. His dick got harder with each stride he took toward his bedroom, knowing Taryn was behind his closed door.
Preferably naked.
Better yet, with her pussy dripping wet from playing with herself.
He grinned at his fantasy, adjusted his hard-on, then slipped silently through the door.
Damn. She might not be naked but she wore the next best thing. One of his T-shirts. She looked damn good in it, too, especially with it being from a local Harley dealership. She might still not be a full-blown biker bitch yet, but she was slowly integrating into the MC lifestyle.