Contents ( 50)
- Contents
- Chapter One
- Kylo
- Chapter Two
- Saint
- Chapter Three
- Kylo
- Chapter Four
- Saint
- Chapter Five
- Kylo
- Chapter Six
- Saint
- Chapter Seven
- Kylo
- Chapter Eight
- Saint
- Chapter Nine
- Kylo
- Chapter Ten
- Saint
- Chapter Eleven
- Kylo
- Chapter Twelve
- Saint
- Chapter Thirteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Fourteen
- Saint
- Chapter Fifteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Sixteen
- Saint
- Chapter Seventeen
- Kylo
- Chapter Eighteen
- Saint
- Chapter Nineteen
- Kylo
- Chapter Twenty
- Saint
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Kylo
- Epilogue
- Kylo
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Lila Rose
- Connect with Lila Rose
- Releasing next year:
- West's Story
“You’re callin’ for some chick to suck your dick,” he said again with a glare.
“Among other things, so fuckin’ what?” I demanded. “You got no right to look at my personal shit in the first fuckin’ place.”
“I’ll do it,” he stated. Then he paled a little and stepped back until he was at the end of the desk.
“Do what?” I asked. My dick and heart already knew what he was getting at. They were both perking up, but my mind wanted clarification.
His hands fisted at his sides. “Don’t be a prick. You know what.”
I stood, pocketing my wallet and keys. “You want to suck me off?”
“Yes,” he hissed, still glaring at me.
I shrugged. “Fine.”
“Right then.”
“Yep.” I nodded, then added, “But not here.”
“Agreed.”
“Good.”
“So where?” he asked.
Shit, where did we go? Lucas was no doubt back at my place with Wreck. The compound was out, too many brothers there. Kylo lived with Boom and Wendy, so that was a no go. From the way Kylo was frowning, it looked like he’d come to the same conclusion.
“There ain’t anywhere,” I said, making my way to the door. “Looks like it’ll have to be Jenny.”
“Hold the fuck on,” Kylo snarled. Before I faced him, I wiped the smirk off my face. Yeah, he wanted this as much as my dick did.
“What?” I asked.
“Boom and Wendy are stayin’ at the compound tonight.”
There we have it. He found a solution and was willing to take me back to his place. “I’ll follow you,” I told him and opened the door wide before stepping to the side. As he passed, I could see the rapid rise and fall of his chest. Was he excited, nervous, or both?
Hell, I knew my dick was thrilled, because I was as hard as steel. My gut was also singing a song of happiness, while my heart swayed to my gut’s music.
This was weird, messed up, but fucking thrilling.
I wasn’t even going to try and make sense of it. All I had to remember was, bottom line, I was gonna get off.

Boom and Wendy’s place was a nice one-story clapboard four-bedroom home. I’d been here when Boom had hosted a cookout, so I knew it was homey—just like my parents’ place had been before they sold it and moved to Australia, only to come back because they’d missed home so much and were now building a smaller place while staying at my aunt’s.
As I climbed off my ride, which I’d parked just behind Kylo’s, my dick throbbed and my pulse kicked into the next gear. Yeah, I could admit I was nervous, but it was a good kind.
I shoved the negative thoughts of how crazy it was that I was excited about getting head from a guy and reminded myself how epic it had been the first time.