Destined to Change by Harley, M. (top android ebook reader TXT) 📕

We locked eyes in the mirror and I could see he was being sincere. “Why didn’t you tell me you saw us?” I asked.

“I heard you tell him you loved me. That’s all I needed to know. I saw the look on that asshole’s face when he was walking toward you. He has strong feelings for you, Lor. It had to break his heart when you told him you love me. I’m not gonna lie to you, I wanted to break his fucking face. But I needed to see if I had lost you. Now I know you’re mine. One hundred percent mine. And that’s all that matters to me.”

I turned around, looking him right in the eyes. “Jaxon, I love you too. And I’m one hundred percent yours. Can you say the same? What is going on with Stacy?”

“She’s still in town. We have some things to wrap up, and then she’ll be heading back to California.”I turned around and Jaxon avoided my gaze in the mirror.

“Are you talking about the divorce? Is she going to fight you on it?” I asked.

He caught my gaze in the mirror as he was sliding his hands down my hips, “We just have some things to figure out. She’ll be gone before you know it. I don’t want to be with her, Lor, I love you.” That last statement was so sincere. I had no doubt in that moment of his love for me.

The look on his face suddenly changed. He slid his hands from my hips up to my breasts. He never took his eyes off of me. He caressed my breasts so gently. God, it felt amazing. Then he reached down and pulled my shirt up over my head. He released the clasp on my bra and it fell to the floor.

Jaxon leaned in and pushed me against the counter. I could feel how excited he was and that amazing piercing. He unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them and my panties down to the floor.

He whispered, “Step out of your jeans, babe.” I complied and before I knew what was happening he was pressing into me from behind. He leaned in and nuzzled my neck. Then he nipped my earlobe. “Rough or gentle? Tell me how you want me to love you.”

I almost lost it when he asked me that. I said the first thing that came into my mind, “Rough, please Jaxon, love me rough!”

I barely got the words out before he told me to, “Hold on to the counter, baby.” He thrust into me so hard that my head almost hit the mirror. He was relentless. He didn’t let up. Over and over. Harder and harder. His piercing was rubbing me in all the right places. I looked up and saw our faces in the mirror. Jaxon looked so focused. Like he was trying to prove to me that he loved me and he would do anything for me. I looked like, well, someone getting loved rough. My whole body was shaking and the orgasms wouldn’t stop. Apparently, I liked it rough and Jaxon certainly knew what he was doing.

Chapter 10

Cade

Holy fucking shit! What the hell was wrong with me? I hadn’t had sex in days, and I didn’t even want to. I was sitting in my favorite hole-in-the-wall bar with an ice cold beer in my hand. The gals were hanging all over me. They were begging me to take them home so they could see my big “ranch”, but all I could think about was Loralei Harper. What the hell was the deal with that fucking woman? Sure, she was hot as hell, so sweet and shy, with just enough of a wild side to totally get my blood boiling. Oh hell, I had it bad for that woman.

I had to work her out of my system. I surveyed the room trying to cull the herd and pick one of the lucky ladies to go home with me tonight. I had a lot of options, all repeat performances of course, but still great options. Alison was always a fun lay. Or Shannon, that chick was crazy in the sack. Then I remembered I had seen Michelle standing at the bar with her skin-tight jean skirt hanging low on her hips and her tramp-stamp peeking out for all to see.

Michelle was the lucky lady tonight. She was so fucking hot, and it didn’t hurt anything that she reminded me of a certain blonde I was jonesing for. I decided it was time for me to make my move. It wouldn't take much.

“Hey babe, let’s go.” I leaned in and slid my tongue along that special spot behind her ear. I knew she would leave with me. She was always up for a night with me. She nodded and went to get her purse. We headed out toward my truck, and I decided I just needed to get this over with. I grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall, jammed myself between her legs and pushed my hand up her skirt. I found what I was looking for, a nice, warm, wet pussy. So what the hell was wrong with me? Why wasn’t “cowboy” excited? Usually by now I would be in and ready to ride. But I wasn’t getting hard. You gotta be fucking kidding me? What the fuck had Loralei done to “cowboy”? Shit, had she ruined me for all other pussy?

Michelle decided to take matters into her own hands, so to speak. She dropped to her knees, unzipped my pants, grabbed my dick, and had me in her mouth before I could say “holy fuck”. That girl could suck the chrome off a bumper, but tonight it just wasn’t working. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up and told her, “This ain’t gonna happen tonight, babe.”

“Did I do something wrong, gorgeous? Why aren’t you excited?”

“No, baby it’s