Taming Blade (Kings Reapers MC Book 5) by Nicola Jane (mini ebook reader TXT) 📕

hand moves to my face and gently brushes my jaw before moving into my hair at the nape of my neck while his thumb rubs against my cheek.

BLADE

I see it in her eyes—she wants me just as badly as I want her. Her chest is rising and falling so damn quick and I haven’t even put my lips on her yet. This woman calls to me like no other, and I’ve zero control over anything that happens when I’m around her. Fuck it, I ain’t got no loyalty to this stalker she’s hooked up with. I press my lips against hers. Her sudden intake of breath gives me the green light to take it further, so I cup her gorgeous face in both hands and kiss her so damn hard.

I force her back until she hits the counter, not breaking the kiss as I lift her up to sit on it. Her tiny hands rest against my chest, gripping my kutte and pulling me closer. I don’t think as I slide my finger across the smooth skin of her slender shoulder, knocking the thin strap of her silk top so it falls down. I move the kiss along her jaw, down her neck, and over her shoulder. My cock is desperate to get to the heat of her, pushing so hard against my jeans, it’s painful.

I hook my finger under the other spaghetti strap and pull the top further down. When I see she isn’t wearing a bra, I almost come in my pants like a damn teenage boy. I drag gentle kisses across her chest and over her breast until the dusky pink nub is in my mouth. Tillie whimpers, throwing her head back in pleasure.

There’s something about her that makes me want to do shit differently. I don’t want to fuck her, bend over the work top—not right now anyway. No, right now, I want to devour her and take my time praising every inch of her goddess-like body. I lift her against me and she wraps her legs around my waist, allowing me to carry her upstairs. Once we’re on the landing, she points to a closed door at the end of the hall.

Inside, I move towards the bed and lay her down. I stand back and look down at the perfection that is her. She’s perfect in every way. I shrug off my kutte and throw it on a chair in the corner of the room. Next comes my shirt, and her eyes roam over the tattoos on my body. I loosen my belt before crawling onto the bed above her. “I’m sorry,” I mutter, kissing her again. “For everything. For fucking up so bad.”

Her hands go to my shoulders and she pulls me down for another kiss. This time, it’s full of passion and hunger. Her hands find the button on my jeans and she tugs it open, reaching inside and wrapping her hand around my erection. I groan against her lips. Just having her hand around me feels fucking good. I run my palm up her thigh and under her skirt until I find the scrap of lace that she passes as panties. I pull the material hard, ripping them away and stuffing them in my pocket. “Tell me you’re on the pill, Sunshine. I need to feel all of you.”

She nods, crying out as my fingers probe the heat of her pussy. Her nails rake across the skin on my neck and I welcome the burn as I line myself against her opening and gently ease inside of her. Christ, she’s so fucking wet and tight, it takes every ounce of restraint I have not to fuck her hard and fast. The little whimpering noise she’s making is the best sound I’ve heard, and once I’m fully inside, I pause to gain some self-control. It’s never felt so amazing to fuck a woman like it feels to be inside my Sunshine, and when I feel her tremble against me, it’s enough to send me spiralling over the edge with her. Both of us are lost in our own orgasm as we come apart, together.

I bury my face into her neck, panting hard. “Fuck,” I mumbleagainst her skin. “That was hot.”

“Goodbye sex is always hot,” she whispers, running her nails up and down my back.

She must feel me tense at her words, but she doesn’t follow it up with anything and I choose not to end this moment with an argument. This isn’t goodbye . . . it’s the beginning.

Chapter Eight

TILLIE

I wake and Blade is inside me once again. I’m not complaining. Something about having this strong, tattooed man moaning on top of me makes me feel fucking amazing. It’s the fourth time he’s woken me with sex. He’s an insatiable beast.

He grips my waist and rolls us over so I’m on top of him. He place his hands behind his head and stares up at me with eyes full of lust. I place my hands on his hard, muscled chest and begin to rock back and forth. He’s obsessed with my breasts. All through the night, he either had his hand resting on one or his mouth licking and sucking one. Even now, as I move on top of him, his eyes are fixed to my chest.

When I finally break free from him, I head for the shower. I need to clear my head because I could so easily get wrapped up in him and he has heartbreak written all over him.

I’m in a towel, brushing my teeth, when the bathroom door opens and Blade pop his head around the corner. “Listen, I hate to do this, but I have to run. Something came up with the club.”

I spit and rinse. “Really, Blade?” The words tumble out.

“I’m not running out on you. I’ll call you.” I stare at him for a minute and he sighs.

“I really like you, Tillie. What happened between us was the best decision I ever