Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
“I processed it all,” Sawyer argued. “I don’t need to write a double album about it.”
He felt his lips tick up as he stared down at Sabrina. She was beautiful, with lush lips and wide eyes and a nose he wanted to drop a kiss on. It felt right to be here with both of them, safe and warm in this cabin. “He’s talking about my musical preferences. When I lived with my family, it was all screaming rock songs. Turns out I like Taylor Swift.”
“I do, too,” she said with a grin. “So you mentioned we should have a talk. How about we skip it and I say yes?”
All he needed was a yes, but he found himself deeply enjoying talking to her. Flirting with her, his hands finding the curves of her hips. “How about I take your yes and run with it? If we talk, Sawyer will go into all the ways he’s damaged and can’t possibly have any kind of a human relationship outside this cabin.”
She turned her head slightly, and Sawyer shrugged.
“He’s not wrong,” Sawyer said.
She winked his way. “I promise I won’t ask for a ring unless it fits around your neck and I can strangle you with it. After, of course.”
“After,” Sawyer said, moving in beside them. “Did I mention how mean you are?”
It seemed like every time Sawyer managed to get the super-sweet woman to take a swipe at him, his interest went through the roof.
“You bring out the bad in me,” she said and then looked back to Wyatt. “How does this work? I’ve never… I mean I have…”
“You’ve never had this kind of sex,” Wyatt concluded. “It’s pretty much the same except with four hands on your body.”
“And there are two dicks,” Sawyer added as though she wouldn’t be able to figure it out.
“No, there’s one dick and then there’s Wyatt,” she shot back and went on her toes.
She was fucking perfect. He lowered his head, letting his mouth find hers as Sawyer groaned and moved in behind her. Wyatt kissed her for real this time, allowing himself to take control. He moved one hand up to cup the back of her neck while the other wrapped around her waist, pressing her against him. He let his tongue run over her plump bottom lip and then inside when she flowered open for him.
“I was only trying to make her understand we’ll both want her,” Sawyer said, his voice deep and thick with arousal. “I didn’t want her to think we would like whisk her off to one of our bedrooms and she’d only be with one of us. We’re not switching off. If we’re doing this, we’ll all stay in the big bedroom for the weekend.”
Her eyes looked a bit glazed when Wyatt let go of her mouth. “Yeah, I got that part. My sister’s boyfriends don’t pass her off to each other on a nightly basis. They’re all in one big bed. I have to say, it sounds nice.”
“It is nice.” He intended to make it so nice for her she would overlook the fact that Sawyer was an ass who was going to fight this tooth and nail for a long time. Eventually he would come around. At some point, Sawyer would think it was nice, too. “But you know what’s going to make it even nicer?”
Sawyer was already turning her his way, getting his mouth on hers so she couldn’t answer.
“Getting you naked.” It was time to take charge. This was where he felt the most in control. When he was with a woman, giving her pleasure and affection, taking care of her needs.
This was everything he’d wanted since the day he knew he was going to find a way to leave the club. By any means necessary.
She made the sweetest mewling sound as Sawyer seemed to try to inhale her. No matter what the asshole said, he was so into Sabrina. Wyatt had known him a long time, and he’d never seen Sawyer react to a woman the way he was now. Wyatt watched as Sawyer turned her fully toward himself, his hands cupping that luscious ass of hers.
They looked good together. She was small and curvy to Sawyer’s blatant masculinity.
Wyatt sat down on the couch, willing to watch the show now that he understood he wasn’t being left out of it. He’d let all those old voices play with his head, and he wasn’t going to do it again. He was in a good place now, and he was going to enjoy it.
Damn, but he was going to enjoy her.
Sawyer finally let her breathe, turning her around so she faced Wyatt. “He wants to see you naked. I want to see you naked, too. I want to be naked with you most of the next couple of days, so you should be aware.”