Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 38632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
"How dirty?"
He would want to know that.
"Well," I say, pretending to think about my answer. "I used to be involved in this secret club in San Diego. It was by invitation only. Some filthy things happened there. Like this one time, four different men took–"
I squeal when I land on my back with him on top of me.
"If that sentence ends with them doing anything to you, don't even think about finishing it," he growls, his eyes flashing holy fire at me. "And I need to know the name of this fucking club so I can burn it to the ground."
"I was just kidding, Tate," I say, caught off guard by the intensity in his gaze. I didn't intend to make him jealous, only to tease him back a little. "There was no club or four men. There were no men, for that matter. I'm, um…" I squirm.
"Say it," he growls.
"I'm a virgin," I whisper.
"Not for long," he says, slipping a hand between us to cup my sex. He grips it in his palm, his touch possessive. "This part of you is mine, Samara. No one sees it. No one touches it. No one eats it or fucks it but me."
"Tate," I moan, my body going limp beneath him.
He grinds his thumb against my clit, finding it with startling accuracy. "No one touches me either, Samara. Once I'm in you, it's permanent. There will be no one else for either of us. God, I can feel how wet you are for me." He grinds his thumb against my clit again. Even through my panties, I hear the wet sounds of my sex. I know he can too.
"Tate, I…I…"
"You're going to come for me, aren't you?"
I nod, trying to fight it off, but I can't. It's too big, too powerful.
"Do it, angel. Let me watch it take you," he breathes, eyes locked on my face as he slips my panties to the side and parts my slit with his bare thumb.
As soon as I feel his skin against mine, it's over for me. A detonation sparks in my lower belly, setting off a chain reaction. Pow. Pow. Pow pow pow. I cry out his name, my back arching off the bed as waves of bliss crest and then crash down over me. They fling me this way and that, leaving me wrung out and trembling.
"Beautiful," Tate whispers, capturing my lips with his. He kisses me hard and deep, his hand still between my legs. I cling to him, shaking as aftershocks work their way through me. He strokes me through them, gently bringing me back down.
I land in his arms, feeling better than I have since the police showed up to inform me about Siobhan. No, that's not right. I feel better than I have in…ever.
He kisses me until I stop shaking and then gently slips his hand from between my legs.
I hide my face in the pillow when he pops his fingers into his mouth to lick them clean. He chuckles, pulling me into his arms.
"I love how shy you are," he murmurs, running a soothing hand down my back.
"I'm not shy."
"You are."
"Am not. You're just cocky."
He smirks at me.
I ignore him.
"I have to head back to Silver Spoon Falls today, angel."
"Oh," I whisper, swallowing hard. Not sure what to say. Thanks for the orgasm, see you later? I'm not sure what to do here, but I suddenly feel awkward and out of my depth. "Um…"
"I can hear you thinking all the way over here," he drawls.
"Are you…glad?"
"Am I glad that I'm leaving you here alone? Fuck no," he says, narrowing his eyes at me. "I'd rather spend the day at Scout's bedside with you, bring you back here tonight, and fuck you to sleep. I know it's the only way you'll actually sleep. But I have patients scheduled this afternoon and then an MC thing this evening."
"Oh." I exhale a breath, relieved he's not leaving because he doesn't want to be here with me. "Sorry," I whisper. "Um…people in my life tend not to stick around for long."
"Then they aren't worthy of being in your life," he says, tipping my head back to press his lips to mine. "I'm not going anywhere, Samara." He grimaces. "I'm going to Silver Spoon Falls today, but I mean, long term, I'm here. We're doing this. I know you don't know me well enough yet to trust me, but give me time. That's all I'm asking for right now."
"Okay," I whisper, willing to give him that.
"Actually, I lied." He grimaces again. "I'm asking for something else too."
"What?" I ask, suspicious.
"I want you to give my brothers a chance," he says, his voice soft. "I want you to meet them, see for yourself that they aren't like the men who killed your sister."
I exhale a deep breath, reaching deep for a little courage. If he's asking for this, I think I owe it to him to try. Even if we end in disaster, I still owe him this much. These guys are important to him and right now, he thinks I hate them.