Page 62 of Ride Hard
Sloane
Sloane mademe put my clothes back on after our oral sex session by thelake.
She sucked me dry with those perfect pouty lips, and now I sat in the sun while she waited for her T-shirt to dry. Those magic, wet warm lips. She knew how to suck cock, and I didn’t like knowing she’d practiced on other men beforeme.
I wanted her to be mine alone, and that was a dangerous road. Everything we were doing was borderline suicidal, and it had nothing to do with the assholes on ourtail.
I glanced at her, fighting between telling her everything and saving her from a lifetime ofshit.
I hadn’t expected her when I’d walked into that seedy strip club or the feelings she’d stirred up since, and it felt like a betrayal to the woman who came before. The reason I was indebted to Fortitude in the firstplace.
Don’t disappoint me, Chaser. You know what happens when youdo.
Sloane’s father’s words came back to me with startling clarity. I was so fucked. She had better keep her mouth shut about all the fucking once I deliveredher.
“Sloane.”
Her chin tilted up, and when her gaze met mine, I could see all the things she was trying tohide.
She didn’t want to be like her mother, ending up tied to a man just as bad as her father had been. I rolled with Fortitude, and no matter my reasons, it was all the same to her. She’d done everything in her power to escape that life, and here I was, delivering her back toit.
She was pushing me away without knowing the truth. I didn’t have it in me to explain, either. I wasn’t sure she wouldunderstand.
Once our road trip was over, the fantasy would dissolve and be nothing but a memory. I would never see her again, she would never forgive me, and I would go back to the same bullshit life I’d been living for the last seven years. The life I’d signed up for the moment I chosedeath.
“What?” she asked, glaring when I didn’t answer rightaway.
“You can’t tell your father aboutthis.”
Her eyebrowsrose.
“He’ll kill me on the spot, and I’m not ready to die justyet.”
“You said that without even twitching,” she drawled. “Just when I think I’ve got you pegged, you ruineverything.”
“So.”
“So, you just keep breaking my fuckingheart.”
I frowned and turned my attention back to thelake.
“You’re doing itagain.”
Pushing to my feet, I tossed her boots in her generaldirection.
“Put your boots on,” I commanded, my mood souring. “We’regoing.”
She opened her mouth, and I turned my back on her before she could speak. I didn’t want to hearit.
I didn’t want to hearanything.
