Dance With The Devil Read Online Joanna Blake (Devil’s Riders #4)

Categories Genre: Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devil's Riders Series by Joanna Blake
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
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“Oh.” She looked up at me so shyly. “But aren’t you fourth? You must have been with them for a while .”

I nodded. I was fourth ranked, under Dev, Jack and Donnie. And that was unusual for a newer recruit .

Dev and the guys trusted me, and that meant the world to me. Almost as much as the way she felt in my arms .

The song ended and something fast came on. I tugged her hand, pulling her to the side of the dance floor. There were open French doors nearby, letting in a welcome breeze .

We slipped outside to catch some fresh air .

I was unwilling to let her get more than a foot away from me. I brushed her silky hair away from her face, staring at her soft pink lips. Her eyelids fluttered shut as her head tipped back .

This was it. It was time .

I kissed her .

It was supposed to be a gentle kiss. Polite. A first kiss .

It wasn’t .

I groaned, yanking her against my body. My tongue slipped inside her sweetly opened lips. She felt like heaven in my arms .

I kissed her hard. I reached down to cup her bottom, pulling her against my aching cock. She kissed me back, almost as eager as me .

I barely recognized my own voice when I spoke again .

“I want to be alone with you. Not here .”

She smiled shyly and nodded .

“Okay .”

* * *

W e barely made it to my place .

She was game to ride on the back of my bike, even though it was her first time. By the end of the night, I’d found another thing she’d never done before .

Becky had been a virgin. Innocent and pure. Untouched. But not shy .

When it came down to it, she was almost as eager as I was .

Almost, but not quite .

From the second I slipped the key into the lock, it was on. Our tongues tangled as I opened the door, escorting her inside. I thought about turning on the light, but decided to wait. I wasn’t worried there was anything that would scare her off. No socks hanging from lightshades, or stacks of pizza boxes and beer cans. There was nothing out of place .

I was just too busy getting her clothes off to bother .

I knew the simple ranch house was spotless, as it always was .

I’d learned to keep things clean growing up in an military family. We moved a lot, but every place we went had one thing in common .

My mother always kept our house as neat as a pin. Aa a result, so did I .

You would never know it from looking at me, but I was a mama’s boy through and through. Being a mama’s boy got you into a lot of fights. Before I hit my growth spurt I wasn’t one of the big guys. I learned how to defend myself .

Even before I got big, I learned how to fight. And win .

That served me well when I got shipped off to military school after my father died. And again later when I followed in my daddy’s footsteps and joined up myself .

Neatness and my knack for details made the whole transition easier .

That and my ability to crack skulls. I’d never not won a fight in my life. No matter what the odds were. Not once .

Tonight felt like the prize for all my hard work. All the time I’d given to get my own cut. All the years protecting smaller kids at school from the bullies. All those years eating slop. All the times I’d kissed the pavement between every pushup with someone’s boot digging into my back. All the years I’d worked so hard to become a one of Devlin’s crew .

Tonight was it. The prize. I was claiming my prize .

This gorgeous girl in my arms was it .

I threw the locks and pushed her against the door, pulling her clothes off as quickly as possible. Then I stopped, breathing heavily. I had one arm on each side of her beautiful face .

It was dark but I could still see her eyes shining and her pouty lips, bruised from kissing .

She held her dress up in front of her. I’d unzipped it but she caught it before it fell .

I reached over to the light switch and flipped it on. She blinked at me, like a little bird startled by the sun .

“Let go of the dress, Becky .”

She chewed her full bottom lip, staring up at me with those big eyes of hers .

“Okay .”

Her fingers unlocked and the dress slid down her body, landing in a pool at her feet. It was hard to breath in that moment. Staring at all that deliciousness .

Becky wasn’t a skinny little thing. Thank God. But I would have wanted her either way .


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