club skanks left and right. You ain’t got a reason to trust me but I’ll prove it to you, Kyra. Just give me a chance.”
She slowly began to break down before his eyes as her hands gave his a slight squeeze. “One chance, Trey. Don’t break my heart and don’t fucking cheat on me. I know it’s not a simple request; I understand I’m asking the impossible but I have to be able to trust you. I’m not Gisela—I wouldn’t be able to forgive you for straying, not even once. I’m stubborn as hell and I know myself…when you break my trust, I can’t go back.”
“Done,” he replied as he leaned closer to her. “I don’t need anyone else when I got you, babe. Don’t want no one else either. You’re it, you’re the one.”
Kyra’s face looked up to him before she kissed him, soft and slow, her tongue working into his mouth with all the seduction and power only a woman could possess and he found himself responding. How could he not when she was so fucking perfect for him? He didn’t give a shit what they would go through to be together. It might not have been written in the motherfucking stars but they would carve their own destiny.
Their lips separated reluctantly as he continued to look into her eyes. “I have a few ground rules of my own, sweet stuff. Don’t fuckin’ lie to me and don’t you ever keep anythin’ from me I need to know, you got that? I couldn’t give a fuck if it’s attorney-client privilege…if somethin’ happens and I shoulda known about it, I want you to tell me, is that clear?”
A small smile played on her soft pink lips. “Fine…if I tell you then you have to keep it very close to the vest. I could lose my livelihood and, yeah, I know you could take care of me but that’s not the point. I don’t want you to have to.”
“Understood.” He looked around her adequate bedroom…for a woman who lived alone. “One other thing. Cillian wants me to look at this place in his gated community—Serenity Village or some shit. Anyway, there’s a house on the market, and he wants me to buy it—you know, get outta my parents’ old house in Pine Bluff. Can you…”
“Handle the purchase? Of course. I’ll oversee the paperwork and make sure everything is filled out according to specifications.”
Trey kissed her lips again. “Nah, that’s not what I meant. I want you to take care of all that shit but then I want you to move your ass in there with me. You can keep this place but I don’t want us livin’ separate lives. I want to wake up with you and go to bed with you, you feel me?”
Kyra stared intently at him with bright blue eyes. “Not yet… but I’m beginning to.”
Chapter Six
Kyra
T here were times when I loved everything about Trey, and other times where I could have kicked him in the balls. I felt all of this and more, and we hadn’t been together for a full day yet.
We’d gone from reluctant friends to full on lovers within the space of hours. And, like most bikers, he either wanted all or nothing. There would be no half measures with him. He wanted me to claim and own. It didn’t matter I’d been with my fair share of men and I wasn’t virtuous or a doormat.
Trey seemed to like his women tough. The better we gave, the more we seemed to get from him.
After our minor little spat, he laid me back in bed and made love to me like I’d never been serviced in my life. The pleasure was worth every minute I walked around later on in the office, my thighs and sex feeling bruised and battered but completely sated. I hadn’t been worked over by a man like that ever in my life and it was a feeling I could become used to really quickly.
I sat at my desk in my office, completely satisfied and over the moon as Gisela walked in and sat across from me.
Although still active, her bump was getting bigger with each passing day. She still looked gorgeous with her olive toned complexion, bright amber eyes, perfect Germanic bone structure and slim
She slowly began to break down before his eyes as her hands gave his a slight squeeze. “One chance, Trey. Don’t break my heart and don’t fucking cheat on me. I know it’s not a simple request; I understand I’m asking the impossible but I have to be able to trust you. I’m not Gisela—I wouldn’t be able to forgive you for straying, not even once. I’m stubborn as hell and I know myself…when you break my trust, I can’t go back.”
“Done,” he replied as he leaned closer to her. “I don’t need anyone else when I got you, babe. Don’t want no one else either. You’re it, you’re the one.”
Kyra’s face looked up to him before she kissed him, soft and slow, her tongue working into his mouth with all the seduction and power only a woman could possess and he found himself responding. How could he not when she was so fucking perfect for him? He didn’t give a shit what they would go through to be together. It might not have been written in the motherfucking stars but they would carve their own destiny.
Their lips separated reluctantly as he continued to look into her eyes. “I have a few ground rules of my own, sweet stuff. Don’t fuckin’ lie to me and don’t you ever keep anythin’ from me I need to know, you got that? I couldn’t give a fuck if it’s attorney-client privilege…if somethin’ happens and I shoulda known about it, I want you to tell me, is that clear?”
A small smile played on her soft pink lips. “Fine…if I tell you then you have to keep it very close to the vest. I could lose my livelihood and, yeah, I know you could take care of me but that’s not the point. I don’t want you to have to.”
“Understood.” He looked around her adequate bedroom…for a woman who lived alone. “One other thing. Cillian wants me to look at this place in his gated community—Serenity Village or some shit. Anyway, there’s a house on the market, and he wants me to buy it—you know, get outta my parents’ old house in Pine Bluff. Can you…”
“Handle the purchase? Of course. I’ll oversee the paperwork and make sure everything is filled out according to specifications.”
Trey kissed her lips again. “Nah, that’s not what I meant. I want you to take care of all that shit but then I want you to move your ass in there with me. You can keep this place but I don’t want us livin’ separate lives. I want to wake up with you and go to bed with you, you feel me?”
Kyra stared intently at him with bright blue eyes. “Not yet… but I’m beginning to.”
Chapter Six
Kyra
T here were times when I loved everything about Trey, and other times where I could have kicked him in the balls. I felt all of this and more, and we hadn’t been together for a full day yet.
We’d gone from reluctant friends to full on lovers within the space of hours. And, like most bikers, he either wanted all or nothing. There would be no half measures with him. He wanted me to claim and own. It didn’t matter I’d been with my fair share of men and I wasn’t virtuous or a doormat.
Trey seemed to like his women tough. The better we gave, the more we seemed to get from him.
After our minor little spat, he laid me back in bed and made love to me like I’d never been serviced in my life. The pleasure was worth every minute I walked around later on in the office, my thighs and sex feeling bruised and battered but completely sated. I hadn’t been worked over by a man like that ever in my life and it was a feeling I could become used to really quickly.
I sat at my desk in my office, completely satisfied and over the moon as Gisela walked in and sat across from me.
Although still active, her bump was getting bigger with each passing day. She still looked gorgeous with her olive toned complexion, bright amber eyes, perfect Germanic bone structure and slim
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