Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 125517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 628(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 628(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
“I tried to make that suggestion before coming in here.”
Tink’s interest piqued, and she stopped trying to escape. “What did he say?”
“Currently, he isn’t receptive to any suggestions I want to make.”
Tink frowned. “He’s that upset at being interrupted?”
“He’s upset Mama saw his dick.”
Despite the pain-filled grimace on her face, Doom didn’t miss the laughter dancing in her eyes.
When she bobbed her head to the side, Doom realized Tink was making sure no one was listening nearby.
“To tell you the truth, it wasn’t the spectacular sight I thought it would be.” She giggled.
He winced for the brother. “To be fair, most men have cocks his size.”
Tink gave him a pat on his chest. “Don’t worry; I won’t tell him yours is bigger.”
Doom stared at her, not knowing how to respond. Was she that naïve after knowing how The Last Riders liked to party that Wizard wouldn’t know what his dick looked like?
“Size doesn’t matter where women are concerned. What counts is girth.”
“I wouldn’t know.” Tink mischievously linked her hands behind his neck to rest against him. “I get the best of both worlds.”
The walls of his chest constricted as a dart of loving warmth struck his heart unexpectantly.
His hands went to her ass to lift her higher in his arms. The movement rubbed his cock against the butter-soft material of his jeans, bringing his mind back to a question he was determined to find the answer to.
“As great as it is knowing how much you appreciate my dick, we need to get back to what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Oh… I thought it was Wizard you wanted to discuss. What do you want to talk about?”
“I want your approval for me to give my vote to Oasis.”
Hardening his heart, Doom watched the light in Tink’s eyes die. To give her credit, she didn’t attempt to get out of his arms, actually acting so cool about it that he almost believed she didn’t care.
Until he felt the sting of her nails biting into the back of his neck.
“Go ahead. Have fun.”
He put her back on her feet at her quick acceptance, and as soon as her feet hit the floor, Tink took off for the kitchen doorway.
He followed her out of the kitchen and saw her reach for her purse under the bar.
Placing a hand on each side of her on the counter, he effectively caged her in his arms with her back turned toward him. “Where are you going?”
“Home.”
Doom lowered his head to talk softly next to her ear. “You can’t go home yet. Remember how you wanted to be there?”
“I don’t have time right now.”
He removed one of his hands from the bar and circled her wrist to put her hand back under the counter. “This won’t take long. You won’t need your purse.”
Doom heard the sound of her purse dropping from her fingers.
Straightening off Tink, he released her wrist to circle her waist. He maneuvered her from behind the bar and through the crowded space, tightening his grip on her waist as he felt her tensing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her head turn toward the door and knew she was seriously thinking of bolting. He moved her to his other side, then propelled her toward the hallway.
“I don’t know how I got so lucky to find a woman as understanding as you are.”
“Why should I care—”
Doom almost laughed at her stilted movements as they walked down the hall. He practically had to lift her to make her feet move.
“—if you want to have sex with another woman? It’s not like we’re in a normal relationship.”
Quizzically, he stared down at her. “You don’t consider our relationship normal?”
“I meant it isn’t a committed relationship.”
“I get your meaning. That is what we agreed on. Just never had another woman who didn’t have a scream-fest for us to go back on our agreement.”
“Yes… Well—I wouldn’t do that.” Her reply was so strangled he could barely make it out.
“I appreciate it,” he said, bringing her to a stop outside of Wizard’s door.
Holding her snugly, he knocked on the door.
On hearing, “Come in,” Doom opened the door.
A gasp coming from Tink didn’t deter Doom from his plan.
“Mind if we—”
Even with him holding Tink tightly, she managed to squirm in his hold until she was able to turn around, which was what he had expected from her scandalized expression. He allowed her enough room, so she was able to slide to the side, where she could no longer see Oasis sitting on Wizard’s face while she sucked on his cock.
“—watch?” Doom moved his body to hold her against the wall. From where he was standing, he could easily tilt his head to see into the bedroom while keeping Tink contained where he wanted her.
Wizard lifted Oasis’s hips so he could see what they were doing in the doorway. “You can come in. You don’t have to stand out there.”