“Yeah, babe, but I put scum in my truck,” he informed me and then went on firmly. “You’ll be puttin’ you and my kid in yours and you’ll be drivin’ with Jonas around Carnal in a fuckin’ caddy.”
Jesus, I loved this man.
“Okay,” I gave in and it was his turn to blink.
“Okay?” he asked.
I curled my fingers around the key fob and said, “Yeah, okay, cool. When can we go get it? First thing?”
He stared at me then he grinned then his hand came to mine, his thumb forcing my fingers open, he took the key fob and tossed it on his nightstand.
Then his arms curved around me and he pulled me down into the bed, his lips coming to mine where he said, “Yeah, first thing, after you go down on me.”
“Unh-unh,” I shook my head slightly, my lips brushing his, “I get your fingers in the shower.”
“Ace, you rode my fingers not thirty minutes ago.”
I tipped my head to the side, again brushing my lips against his. “So?”
“So, tomorrow I get your mouth,” he replied.
My hand slid from his back around to his front, where I wrapped it around his cock.
“How about you get my mouth now?” I whispered and I felt his mouth smile.
“Jesus, babe, I knew drunk sex with you would kill me.”
I bent a knee, planted a foot in the bed and rolled him, my lips sliding through his beard and down his neck where I mumbled, “Thought you said you wouldn’t mind dying this way.”
My lips kept sliding down his chest and his fingers glided into my hair.
“Why don’t we see,” he growled because my hand was still wrapped around his cock and it was stroking.
“You got it,” I whispered then slid down further.
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Tate
Tate slid out of Laurie, kissing her gently as he did so. Then he rolled off and to his side where he reached to turn out the lamp on the nightstand.
Lauren rolled into him, fitting her body down the length of his back, her arm tight around his middle. He settled into the bed, he felt her lips kiss the eagle at his shoulder blade and then she settled, fitting her body deeper into his. His hand found hers and his fingers linked through, pulling her even closer as he lifted their arms to bent and pressed their hands to his chest.
“You good?” he muttered into the dark room.
“Oh yeah,” she muttered back and he felt his lips smile.
“Sweet dreams, baby.”
“You too, Captain.”
He waited, like he always waited, for her body to grow heavy with sleep. It took about thirty seconds.
Then Tate followed her into sweet dreams.
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About the Author
Kristen Ashley lives in the beautiful West Country of England with her husband and her cat. She came to England by way of Denver, where she lived for twelve years, but she grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana. Her family and friends are loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.
Kristen’s Mom moved her and her brother and sister in with their grandparents when she was six. Her grandparents had a daughter much younger than her Mom so they all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched). Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.
And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting better.
Discover other Titles by Kristen Ashley at Smashwords.com
The Rock Chick Series:
Rock Chick
Rock Chick Rescue
Rock Chick Redemption
Rock Chick Renegade
Rock Chick Revenge
The ‘Burg Series:
For You
At Peace
The Colorado Mountain Series:
The Gamble
Other Titles by Kristen Ashley:
Penmort Castle
Three Wishes
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Official Website: www.kristenashley.net
Kristen’s Blog: www.kristenashley.net/menu/blog.html
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Cover Art and Photograph by DM Ashley
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