Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“For the sake of my sanity, let me help you find a new job. All right, terataki?”
I nodded even though we both knew his words were more a command than a question.
A thought occurred to me, and I frowned.
“What is it?” Kellion asked immediately.
I cleared my throat. “Tonight...I...still...need...to...work.” Before he could argue, and the way a muscle started ticking in his jaw made it clear he intended to, I added, “I...promised...Bobby.”
We stared at each other after that, both of us unwilling to back down.
Finally, he said, “All right.”
I looked at him suspiciously. That seemed too easy. Really?
“Just this one night. And then we’ll find you a new job.”
I relaxed. He was more reasonable than I gave him credit for, apparently. He totally understood where I was coming from.
“But before that—-”
I cocked my head to the side, unsure what else we had to discuss.
“Ah, terataki.” His tone was positively chiding. “Surely you didn’t think I’d be so selfish to let this night pass without making you come?”
It was all the warning I had before his fingers were between my legs and inside my panties.
Oh God, oh God, oh God.
In a matter of seconds, I was soaking wet and he was rubbing my clit in the most exquisite way possible. “Tell me how you want it,” he whispered into my ear, his hot breath making me shiver with longing. “Do you want me to prolong this or do you want me to have you coming right away?”
Ah, God.
What. A. Question.
I was tempted to ask him to prolong it, but then I thought about my job downstairs. “Quick,” I stammered, my cheeks reddening.
Kellion’s teeth nipped the curve of my ear, making me whimper. He twisted me around on his lap, pulling my uniform down, and I whimpered again when my breasts popped out.
“Quick it is.” He pulled me up on my knees, putting my breasts on the same level as his face.
Kellion’s gaze was wicked when they met mine. “Ready?”
There was no time to answer, not with him sucking on my nipple, his finger rubbing hard on my clitoris.
It was over in twenty seconds.
TWENTY. DAMN. SECONDS.
God, this biker.
Fifteen minutes later, both of us were back at the party, Kellion kissing me on the cheek, uncaring of the way everyone’s attention was on us. “Remember, baby, last job.” He was threading his fingers through my hair as he spoke, actually combing them for me. It was really sweet, sure, but it also made the fact that my hair was badly mussed even more obvious.
I tried slapping his hand away, but it only made him laugh. The sound was so genuine it made my chest tight and my hands fall against my sides. If this was what it took for him to laugh, then my hair was his to comb forever.
“See you later, terataki.”
We parted ways, and I couldn’t help sighing in relief. Thank God he was truly being reasonable about this.
Not.
As soon as I came out of the kitchen with a tray of drinks in one hand, his bodyguards bore down on me, covering all sides and once again turning into a human barricade every time I tried serving a drink to a male guest.
“Let me do that for you, ma’am.” One of the guards swiped the drink from my hand and served it to the guest.
It had everyone staring and Bobby laughing her ass off. The guards parted as she approached me, and evil redheaded queen that she was, she even had the gall to whisper, “Thank you. You’ve just made sure my party will be the talk of the town, and that means more sponsors will be eager to attend the next one.”
Evil, evil, evil, I thought. I could have sworn I saw dollar signs in Bobby’s eyes when she walked away.
When I turned around, I saw Kellion smirking at me from the other side of the room. He was surrounded by women, all of them vying for his attention, but he only had eyes for me. Was only ever jealous because of me, and he didn’t mind at all that I knew it.
My chest tightened at the thought.
God, this biker.
How hard did he want me to fall for him?
Chapter Eighteen
Dear Ashton,
You remember the Cromleys who lived across our street?
They had the cutest boy and I just wanted to hug him really hard because he was so cute!
Okay, I’m just joking, you don’t need to cry. I love you to pieces and you will always be the cutest baby brother in the world for me.
Love, Your Big Sis.
“YOU DON’T REALLY THINK that’s going to work, do you?” Kellion’s voice was solemn, but his eyes were laughing at me.
Rub, rub, rub. I glared at him in answer, still hoping there was a way to erase the tingling effect his kiss had on my lips. My swollen lips because my biker boyfriend was so into PDA that when a TMZ reporter had managed to corner us on our way back to school, asking us if we were dating, the darn guy had chosen to illustrate his answer by kissing me hard and long. So much so that by the time it was over, the reporter had been long gone.