Page 59 of Boots, Bucket Lists & Bad Ideas
“Not the hat.” Dean smooths his finger over the front of his Stetson, so dead serious. “You don’t mess with a Cowboys hat.”
Levi rolls his shoulders like he’s just been waiting for permission. We all are. We won’t throw the first punch—at least, not at strangers.
Vin lunges at me.
The biker crew whoops, and my brothers split into action.
It happens fast. One shove turns into a punch, then a full-on brawl. Boots scuff gravel, fists fly, bodies crash into bikes, and each other. Someone gets tackled, someone else ends up rolling across the pavement. Grunts, shouts, and the crunch of fists hitting jaws. It’s all the fixings of a barroom brawl.
Then, just as I swing again, a sharp yelp of a siren rips through the noise.
A police siren.
Sheriff Nash.
Why not end the night in jail?
11: SIRI, END CALL
JADE
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OUR BODIES BRUSH together. His breath is hot on my neck as his hands explore my curves. The woodsy scent of him drives me wild.
Cedarwood and pine.
It’s engraved in my head.
“I can’t wait to get my mouth on that wet pussy of yours.” I didn’t know I liked dirty talk until he says it, his voice dripping with lust.
His hand trails down my stomach, then his fingers brush against my tender spot, spreading my legs wider.
I gasp.
His deep chuckle has a powerful effect on me. He slides a finger inside me, making me moan even louder.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, Jade.” His voice is husky with desire. “I can’t wait to make you come.”
I feel my breath falter at the dirty talk. I want more. So much more.
“Are you ready, darlin’?” His voice is rough and quiet in my ear.
“Yes.” I’m a shaky whisper.
He removes his finger, and his mouth replaces the hot spot. A rush of heat floods me. His tongue laps at my folds.
I moan beneath him.
His lips close around my clit, his tongue flicking at it, turning my world upside down.
My moan intensifies, my fingers threading through his hair, thick and soft, pulling him closer to me.
“You taste so fucking good.” His mouth and tongue work together in perfect harmony, making me see colors I didn’t even know existed.
My orgasm builds, my body tensing, as I get closer and closer to the edge. Each flick spiralling me there.
As I finally reach my blissful peak and the world around me explodes into a kaleidoscope of sensations, he looks up at me from between my legs.
