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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“You came prepared .”

She giggled, reaching for me. I settled between her thighs, both of us still clothed. I didn’t want to rush her, but I was itching for the main event .

“It wasn’t me .”

“No ?”

“All this was their handiwork. In fact, I think the girls may have left us here on purpose .”

“The girls? I thought the guys planned all this .”

“No way, women are much more devious .”

We stared at each other for a minute and then burst into laughter. It was a long time before the giggles stopped. I brushed her hair away from her face, staring down at her in awe .

“How did you get to be so pretty ?”

“Whiskey …”

“I want to take your clothes off now and do unspeakable things to you .”

She hiccuped and I shook my head, wagging my finger at her .

“Maybe the bedroom is better. After I get you a glass of water .”

She nodded and I helped her to sit up. I brought her a bottle of water and watched while she drank half of it. Then I took the water and shoved it in my pockets, along with a few other bottles for later .

I did not want to have to come downstairs again for a while …

She let out a breathy sigh as I lifted her into my arms, carrying her swiftly to the back of the cabin and up the narrow steps. I had to go slow and carefully but it didn’t matter .

The bed was so close, I could taste it .

I carried her into the bedroom and lowered her to her feet .

“Dress. Off . Now .”

She reached for the zipper and froze. She gave me a worried look .

“What is it, Becks? Don’t you want me ?”

“I do… it’s just …”

“ Tell me .”

She sighed, lowering her hands .

“I’m not the same as I was .”

“You’re still the girl I fell in love with .”

“No I mean… well, I’m a little chubby .”

“Hush. You are perfect .”

I meant it, too. She was so lovely, so cute and sweet and adorable, I wouldn’t have cared if she put on fifty pounds, let alone what looked like five or ten .

“I’m not though .”

“You are. I’ll prove it to you .”

“How ?”

I smiled and turned her around so I could unzip her dress. She held perfectly still as I raised it over her head and laid it on the dresser behind me. Then I pulled her into my arms .

“Becky… oh sweetheart, I have missed you so much. Can’t you feel what you do to me ?”

I tried not to be a pig, but there was no way she didn’t feel my hardness pressing into her belly .

Our mouths crashed together as we devoured each other. I’d been holding back before but now I didn’t have to. Now I could just make her mine, once and for all .

I lowered her to the bed, not stopping our kiss even for an instant. I couldn’t. I was far too afraid she would disappear .

I wondered if I’d ever stop feeling that .

My hands found the lacy cups of her bra. My lips found her ear, then the sensitive spot on her neck. She whimpered in pleasure. Then I was kissing her everywhere. Her shoulders, her belly, her thighs .

Every inch of her was delicious .

I yanked my shirt off and reached for her bra. I soaked in the sight of her glorious globes. They were flawless. She arched her back as I licked her perfect breasts again and again. I could not get enough of her .

I pulled a nipple into my mouth and sucked .

My mouth filled with something warm and sweet. I swallowed it without thinking about it. I leaned back, staring at her in shock .

“Becky… I think you’re leaking milk .”

Chapter Twenty -Four

Becky

O h no .

Oh no no no no no !

This was a disaster. The one thing I had to do tonight. The one clue that would give my secret away .

I’d forgotten about the milk .

How on Earth was I going to explain this? I scooted away, sitting up and holding a pillow in front of me. I stared at my bare knees, trying to control my emotions .

I’d gone from being extremely turned on to pure panic in a heartbeat .

“Becks ?”

“I can’t talk about this now. I’m sorry .”

“Becks, why are you making milk ?”

I shook my head .

“Please don’t ask me. I just… I want to get some sleep .”

He sat back on his heels, shirtless and confused. A big, soft-hearted hunk. He’d forgive me if I told him right now .

I hoped so anyway .

This was my last chance to come clean .

He rose from the bed, grabbing his shirt. He was upset. He was probably horrified. Maybe even grossed out .


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