Page 133 of Nails
She lifted her head and whispered into his ear, her tone holding a little bit of sass to it.“I told you that I would.Now, I believe that I won the bet.”
He gave her a playful grin.His eyes roamed her face with a hunger that she was all too aware of.“Yes, you did, which means you can have anything you want,” he said as his head dipped closer.
Riley’s brow arched.Oh, he wanted her.She could feel it in the way his muscles tensed and the low growl of his voice.Damn, the man was so sexy, especially when she had him riled up.But messing with him was half the fun.
“Anything I want?”she asked, in the sweetest voice she could muster.She slowly traced her fingers down his bare chest.
“Anything,” he repeated.His voice was low and raspy as he moved his lips just above hers.
Riley smirked.“Hmm.Then I want something powerful.Like, it rumbles beneath me the second I climb on.”
Nails sucked in a deep breath as his nostrils flared.He was already halfway gone.“Go on,” he rasped out.
“Something rugged,” she continued, dropping her voice to a sultry whisper.“With firm control and dominant energy.The kind that can handle curves.”
Nails leaned closer, shifting his body so he was nestled snugly between her thighs.His brown eyes darkened.“Babe…”
She lifted her head so her lips were just millimeters from his.“I want something well-equipped,” she said, drawing the words.“You know, built just right.”She paused for dramatic effect as she gazed into his lust-filled eyes.Then she delivered the final blow with a wicked glint in her eye.“And a zero-turn radius.”
Nails blinked and then pulled his head back.“What the fuck?Zero-turn radius?”
“A riding lawn mower,” she said with a sweet smile, trying her hardest not to burst out laughing.“Preferably red or black.You know, it’s gotta look sleek when I dominate the front yard.”
Nails stared at her for a second.The look on his face was absolutely priceless.It looked as if he was caught between arousal, confusion, and total betrayal.
Suddenly, he burst out laughing.“You little smartass.”
“You should’ve seen the look on your face,” Riley said as she laughed along with Nails.
“Oh, you are in for it now,” he growled as he pinned her to the bed and started tickling her.
Riley shrieked and squirmed under him.She was laughing so hard that tears leaked from her eyes.
“Say you surrender!”he demanded.
“Never!”she gasped between giggles.But then his lips crashed onto hers mid-laugh, stealing her breath and changing the atmosphere in an instant.It was hot, electric, and full of promise.
Before Riley could relish her victory for more than a second, she let out a surprised squeal as Nails quickly lifted up, grabbed her by the waist, and flipped her over flat onto her stomach.All while making sure he was gentle since she was pregnant.
“Well, well,” he growled as he straddled her hips with that low, dangerous chuckle that always made her toes curl.“Talking dirty about zero-turn radiuses and dominant energy?You really do know how to push my buttons.”
Riley laughed into the pillow.“What can I say?I like my machines responsive.”
Nails leaned down and brushed his lips against the shell of her ear.“You say you want powerful?”His voice dropped, sounding dark and delicious.“I’ll show you powerful.”
A shiver ran down her spine as he gripped her wrists gently but firmly, pinning them above her head.
“You say you want dominant and well-equipped?”he murmured.Each word sounded like gravel and silk.
She could feel his hard cock pressed against her backside.She wiggled her ass, knowing that would drive him insane.
He laughed as if he knew exactly what she was doing.“Sweetheart, you’re literally playing with fire right now.”
She got her arms free and rolled over onto her back.Nails retook his position, settling between her legs, and then leaned down and kissed her lips.
“What if I said I still wanted the mower?”she asked, smiling against his lips.She really did want a riding lawn mower once they got a house.
He pulled back just enough to look at her.He had an incredulous look on his face, and then he burst out laughing again.“You are unreal.”
