Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
I don’t turn heads inspiring grown men to act sweet and goofy to impress me.
I’ve never been that girl.
One look at BB and I knew he was the one.
Me. Tomboy-nothing-soft-about-me, instantly friend zoned by every man I meet.
Yep, plain, old boring me had the sexy, new vice president of Devil’s Blaze walking over, kissing me until my lungs burned from lack of oxygen.
I fell in love instantly, seeing forever in his eyes.
BB? Well, he kicked me out of bed the next morning.
I was already damaged. BB destroyed me.
I thought the gorgeous blonde at our club party knew the score. Boy, was I wrong.
Now, I need to find a way to repair a burned bridge—one very important to the Devil’s Blaze.
I’m ordered to leave Beau Harper alone.
It should be easy to do—except for one small thing.
I can’t get her out of my head. I want more. I want everything.
I’m damaged goods with enough baggage to fill an entire airport.
She deserves better, but I can’t help myself.
One way or another, I’m going to claim that woman as mine.
Standalone Romance
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Prologue
BB
“Yo, Harper. Time to get up,” I tell the hot piece currently lying on my bed at the compound.
Last night, we had a hell of a party at the club welcoming King as our new president, as well as my cousin Gabby back into the family fold. They’d gotten married a few weeks back and just returned from their honeymoon a few days ago. Gabby’s happier than I can ever remember seeing her. It’s clear King is totally gone for her, too. All of that, I can’t deny, is very, very good.
The club had fallen apart after losing Diego, a member, my cousin, my closest brother, and the next in line to take over. Shit like that cuts every member deep. His death was even more devastating because it deeply affected all of our original members, including my father, who was heartbroken. It was like some light in them was just extinguished. It became apparent they didn’t have it in them to lead the club forward. So, it fell on all of us to step up.
I’m mildly hungover, which is annoying. I should have laid off the tequila last night. I’m also more than a little put out that Harper is still here. We had a great time last night, lots of drinking, some kick-ass conversation in a way I’ve never had before with a biker bunny. We also had a lot of some serious fucking. Jesus, I pounded into her luscious body so much through the night the girl had to have some major bruises on her body. I’m currently looking at one now on her damn ass. I probably held her too hard on her cheek when I was slamming balls deep into her. I took while she was trapped between me and the wall. Wasn’t the first time I’d fucked a woman against a wall. I will say, it was probably the best.
Harper could fuck. Every single time she took my dick, it was like slipping into heaven. It was fast, hard, and absolutely fantastic. I’ve had more than my share of women and Harper was number fuck-me-until-my-cock-was-ready-to-fall-off one. Seriously, the woman took pleasure, gave it, and did it in a way that left no doubt she enjoyed it.
If I didn’t have a shit-filled day ahead, I’d give her another go. Hell, maybe two or three.
“Wha … What?”
Harper’s voice seems to wrap around my dick. If I didn’t have my pants already on, I’d call King and tell him I couldn’t make the meeting. Wouldn’t be a great way to act around the new president of the Devil’s Blaze, but he had made me his second in command, so I figured I could get away with it.
“Sucks, babe. I would have liked to spend the morning with that mouth of yours choking on my cock until you gagged on it, but I got shit to do.”
I look down at the woman in my bed. I think I register confusion and hurt on her face before it disappears and she’s pushing the mass of her ruffled hair from her face. As I watch her, it hits me—just like it did last night—she is fucking gorgeous. Harper has this thick blonde hair that is a mixture of white and gold. She reminds me of a young Michelle Pfeiffer, only prettier if you can believe that shit. I’m not sure I could tell you what color Michelle’s eyes are. That’s only because I was more into her hair, her smile, and her long legs. Harper has all that, with the addition of bright blue eyes that remind you of the summer sky. It also helps that her tits and her ass are ample, begging a man to enjoy them. All this means that it really is annoying that she didn’t leave like most biker bunnies do after a party night because I want to fuck her again and can’t. This irritation is exacerbated by the fact Harper is not a Devil’s Blaze regular. I’ve not seen her at the parties before. It’s clear by the way she partied that she’s experienced at it. Maybe she’s one of our allies’ club girls and made the trip here. It doesn’t happen often, but it has been known to. Hopefully, she’s just a local girl looking to get in the life. That would mean I could tap her ass when I got a hankering and with Harper looking the way she looks, and giving it the way she gives, that would definitely happen often.
“What are you going on about, Cowboy? You fucked me until five this morning. I’m worn out. I need sleep,” she mutters, rubbing her eyes in a cute way that again makes me want to fuck her.
“I have a meeting which means I gotta go. Which means you have to get out, babe.”