Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 63139 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63139 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
“I don’t like bein’ ignored, Gabby. Don’t like it one fuckin’ bit. You answer me, even if I don’t like the answer, we clear on that?”
Anger bubbles in my chest. “We’re fuck buddies, Remy. Not besties. I don’t owe you shit.”
He drags his fingers from my aching flesh. “It’s common respect. You want my cock, you answer me when I call.”
“Fuck your cock then,” I snap, shoving at his chest.
“No,” he growls. “We’re fuckin’ and we’re goin’ to do it so fuckin’ hard this car will need an extra tune up.”
“Fuck you,” I spit, shaking my head. “We’re not fucking.”
“Are you sayin’ you don’t want this?”
He pushes his cock against my pussy, it aches, immediately wanting more. God damn, my body tightens, and I need it, I really, really need it.
“Not if it comes with terms,” I whisper, trying to keep the pleasure from lacing my voice.
“Answerin’ a phone isn’t a hard term. Tell me you’ll answer it, and I’ll plunge my cock into you and take away that stress. Say no, I walk away.”
“You know I want you,” I grind out. “You’re playing hard.”
“I’ll fuck you harder. What’s it goin’ to be?”
God damn.
I need this.
I need him.
“Okay, I’ll answer.”
“Good girl.”
He plunges inside of me so hard I cry out with shock. My body takes a little longer than normal to adjust to him, but when he starts moving, jerking those hips, I forget about the pain. Pleasure rips through my body as I hang onto him, tilting my hips and rolling them with every thrust. His cock does dangerous things to my body, and god, I could sit here all day and take what he’s giving.
“Yes,” I moan, panting as pleasure builds and builds. “Oh, god, Remy.”
“Fuck,” he grinds out. “So fuckin’ sweet.”
“I can’t ... oh god ...”
I cum with an explosion that makes me weak at the knees. Remy growls, pleased with his efforts, and keeps riding me. He fucks me hard and deep, until I’m finding another release, two blissful pleasures in a row. Only then does he find his own, shuddering as his body joins mine in delicious relief.
When he stops shaking and I stop panting, he pulls out, ripping the condom off and tossing it in the trash before jerking his pants back up. I do a quick clean up to the best of my ability and pull my pants on. We really don’t have time to spare, a customer could come in at any second needing assistance and we need to have those doors open.
Remy presses the button and slowly, they roll back up.
“You wanna tell me what’s got your eyes all haunted?” he asks me, taking my chin in his hand and tipping my head back.
“We’re friends, Remy. That’s it.”
“Friends talk.”
“Not about everything.”
I jerk my head away and get back to work, just in time for the guys to come back in.
“You getting soft in your old age, Rem, that didn’t take long.” Hugh grins, walking back to his car.
“Fuck you, man,” Remy snaps.
I smile.
The first smile all day.
They have that ability, these guys.
The ability to make me forget.
There’s just one problem ... I’m not meant to like them.
Not even a little bit.
9
“SERIOUSLY,” I MUTTER, crossing my arms. “I’m not going to some fancy ass ball with a family that can’t stand me.”
Becky glares at me, her arms crossed, too. “You don’t get a choice, Gabriella.”
“I’m sorry, since when did you become my mother? Last time I checked, I haven’t been anywhere near your vagina let alone come out of it.”
Her face goes red.
“That’s enough,” my father orders, shaking his head with an exhale that goes on for quite some time.
A bit dramatic if you ask me.
“Why do I have to go? I thought you like keeping me out of the public eye?” I question.
“Because this family needs to come together and put on a good front, to do that we need to look like a happy little fucking group.”
Oh, you mean so people stop suspecting you of murdering someone?
That little thing?
“If those bikers find out who I am ...”
“Who gives a fuck?” Dad cuts me off. “You’re there looking for a job, as far as they know we have no problems and they have no reason to suspect me. If they found out, they find out. Better they know now, less chance of it coming out down the track and them not trusting you.”
I’m not loving this.
“So now we’re all just out in the open, I’m part of the family and everything is dandy? I don’t think that’ll work; nobody is going to believe you’re suddenly dad of the year.”
My father glares at me, his eyes narrowed, his jaw tight. “You’ll do as I fucking say, Gabriella, or you can get out of this house and find your own way in life without a god damned cent. You do that, you get to make the big calls.”