Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 119650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
“Yeah,” she murmurs, her gaze locked on the ground, making sure she doesn’t trip over any stray branches or rocks. “I just don’t like when our friends are fighting. I feel bad for Arizona. She’s devastated.”
“I know,” I tell her. “But I think Jax did the right thing. If he doesn’t think he can be what she needs, then it’s best he tells her now before she gets too attached.”
Bri scoffs. “She’s already attached,” she says, letting out a heavy sigh. “You don’t think Jax feels the same way?”
I press my lips into a hard line, really thinking it over. “I think it’s a possibility, but I don’t think he’s ready to face whatever it is he’s feeling. When it comes to stuff like this, he’s the complete opposite of Logan. Jax … he likes to keep his options open.”
“Even if it means hurting someone in the process?”
“To be honest, I don’t think he’s really taken a moment to consider how his actions have been hurting Arizona, but I think tonight might be a reality check for him,” I explain. “Maybe he’ll come around to the idea, or maybe he’s already certain that it won’t work. Jax isn’t the easiest to read, but what I do know is that if he feels pressured into it, he’s going to close off from her entirely.”
We venture deeper into the thick trees, not stopping until Bri perches her ass against the trunk of a fallen tree. She leans back, her head tipping as she gazes up at the few lone stars visible through the thick branches. “These past few weeks have sucked,” she mutters, briefly closing her eyes and giving herself a moment of peace, and while I know she’s trying to relax and take it all in, all I can think about is how fucking beautiful she looks in the soft moonlight and how desperately I want to put my hands on her.
“They have,” I tell her, moving into her and dropping to my knees, my hands resting against her thighs.
Feeling me here, she opens her eyes and brings her chin back down to meet my stare, and those gorgeous bright blue orbs are filled with hunger. She reaches for me, her fingers working the buckle of my belt as she leans in and drops her lips to mine.
I kiss her back, giving her everything she’s asking for.
My hands slide higher on her thighs before curling around to her ass and yanking her forward until that sweet little cunt is pressed right up against me. Bri groans into my mouth. “Oh God.”
Fuck, the way she needs me … I’ll never get used to it. No matter how many times I fuck her, no matter how hard or fast, she always comes back for more, and I fucking love it.
Bri releases my belt and gets straight to work, opening my pants and freeing my straining cock from its confines. Her warm hand curls around my shaft, squeezing tight as she slowly works her way to my tip only to destroy me when her thumb curves right over it, just the way I like it.
I strip her bare, pulling her soft tank over her head and flicking the clasp of her bra between her tits, letting the fabric fall down her arms. She arches her back, tipping her head to the sky, and I take every fucking advantage as my lips come down on her breast.
Her nipple pebbles beneath my tongue as I work my hands down her toned body, taking her hips and lifting her just enough to pull her jeans down past her thighs. I tear them from her legs, panties and all before pushing those pretty thighs wide.
Bri gasps, feeling the cool, midnight air against her pussy, but that’s not all she’ll be feeling.
Too hungry to wait, I hook her thighs over my shoulders and she squeals as she tips back, having to catch herself against the log. “Holy shit,” she laughs, but the laughter quickly morphs into a low groan as I bury my face between her legs.
My mouth closes over her clit, gently sucking as I flick my tongue over it, loving the way her whole body jolts as though a bolt of electricity just shot right through her system. I do it again and she buries her fingers into my hair, knotting them and holding on for the ride.
I fuck her hard with my tongue, working that little bud of nerves until she’s wound so tight she can’t help but scream. My cock strains, desperate to feel her slick pussy so tight around me, but there’s no way in hell I’m about to rush this. Fuck what I need, this is just too good.
“Holy fuck, Tanner! More.”
Exhilaration pulses through my veins as I bring my hand up and push two thick fingers inside her, curling them just the way she likes and grinning when her grip in my hair tightens. She gasps loudly, her back arching again and I give her more.