Locked Hearts (Chained Hearts Duet #2) Read Online T.L. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Dark, Drama, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Chained Hearts Duet Series by T.L. Smith
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
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I’ve simply had too much wine.

Yet, I somehow feel more sober than I ever have been.

Shit! It’s really not the wine, is it?

His lips break free from mine but stay on my body as his hands work their way to my trousers before he slips his hand in and touches me where I need him the most. He kisses down my neck to my open shirt where he has no problem working the buttons with one hand until my breasts are free. His mouth hovers over them, then with a lick of his lips, he takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks, then bites, and I shiver beneath him.

A small part of me is telling me to stop this, that this cannot go on, but as he releases one nipple and goes to the next, I know my body will not let me say no to this man. I want him as badly as I want my next breath, which is coming out in gasps as he plays with every part of me.

How can he be so magical?

His fingers push in and out of me, and all the while, I grind on his hand, my hands in his hair as he kisses, bites, and licks my breast. I’ve never been much for breast play, but I can’t get enough of what he’s doing to them.

My shirt is pulled open farther, and I hear the buttons pop as it’s yanked. His hand leaves between my legs to pull my trousers all the way off. I wiggle and kick to help remove them, then I look up at him.

Bad mistake.

Big, bad mistake.

I’m laid back on the couch, shirt ruined, breathing heavily, trousers removed, while he is still fully clothed. I glance at the expensive watch on his wrist, then back to his eyes.

“Do you touch her like you touch me?” I ask, pulling the pillow out from under me and sitting up. When I’m seated, I come face-to-face with his hard cock behind his pants.

I know he wants me.

I know, I’m not blind.

But I’m also not stupid.

Despite what I just let happen.

“Lollipop.”

Oh, there it is. No more Sailor.

I sit up straighter, pulling my wrecked shirt over my breasts, and shake my head. Standing so I’m directly in front of him, I smile up at him. “It’s time you leave.”

Keir captures my wrist as I make for the door. And in a move so fast I barely have time to register it, his hand slides straight back between my legs where I am wet for him, and he pushes his finger in, then leans down to my ear. “Let me release you.” His fingers start to move, and for a moment I begin to fall into him, then I realize what he’s doing and open my eyes.

“Do you release her the same way?” I ask, venom clear as day in my voice.

Have you ever had a man’s fingers inside you, on the verge of making you come, while trying to get him to see reason?

My mind and heart want him to stop.

But my body does not.

Evil bitch.

She knows what he can give us, but my mind knows it’s wrong to want it.

So I reach down and pull his hand away. He doesn’t fight me, just lifts his hand to his mouth and starts sucking his fingers clean. And damn you, body, it makes me want to reach up and taste myself on his lips.

“I think it’s best you leave,” I say.

“You could be right.” He readjusts himself in his trousers, and I watch him like a needy whore. “I’ll be seeing you soon, lollipop.” He smirks before he turns and heads toward the door. He looks back as he opens it, his eyes taking me in. “You are my favorite flavor, you know that, right?”

“Just not your only one,” I bite back, then walk away, hoping and praying he leaves and doesn’t come after me. When I hear the door shut with a click, I step into Wren’s room. She’s sound asleep, so I make my way to my bedroom, grabbing my lucky rabbit and finishing the job I almost let him do.

Why do I fall for it? For him?

Why can I not stay away?

I did.

I did so well for a while.

But we all knew it was a matter of time before he came back for me.

Sometimes I think it’s because of Wren, but my soul knows better. I’ve never felt a connection with anyone like I do with Keir, and I hate that fact the most. That out of everyone, it’s him who I see when I close my eyes. It’s him who I see when I look into my daughter’s eyes.

But most of all, it’s him who makes my heart pitter-patter.

Fuck-knuckle that he is.

Chapter Eleven

Keir

“What do you plan to do?” Roberto asks as the door opens and Joey walks in. He eyes us as he goes straight for my liquor cabinet, pouring himself a drink before he joins us.


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