Dirty Sex (BOOK 2)

sked, his annoyance comin

ct digital cel

found Kimber, all right. And just like she had at seventeen, she’d tied his gut

ing her off and make sure she doesn

ly a temporary solution to a problem that wasn’t going to just go away because he wanted it to. Kimber was t

e they didn’t know what the hell they were doing. At wo

her because he’d had his dick in a knot. Her old man

ld pick that over Kimber picking up a very minor acquaintance in a bar and doing— he couldn’t think about what she mig

reat for jacking off to. But reality was far stronger, like comparing a gust to a category-five hurricane. She’d tasted like su

tic, going on about the girl like

he hated to admit it, might be stronger than his self-control. He should be pushing he

sn’t going to let anyone else tutor her. Blowing out a breath with a short, u

r anatomy. With thighs bared by a skirt so short it neared indecency, a strip of pale belly bared, she danced—sandwiched between Adam and his br

tening to me

elf real clear last night, cuz. I’m going to

t the apolog

ck

ely. No mention of using her ass so h

s foolish, reckless idea. Luc knew that, but admitting it out loud w

e push

away when she’s done nothing but ask for a favo

ushed her away.

sn’t H

w low this conversation had become in the space of a heartbeat

used. Hell, he could barely remember another woman’s name f

club owner with the

d, knowing from previous discussio

really want Alyssa.

d pissed Deke off when he’d las

’re only telling yourself that you wa

job.” Luc snorted. “You want Alyssa so bad that you jacked off la

fucking earplugs. Yeah, Kimber got me hot. So what? S

as a beautiful experience. The

er out o

a slew of ugly words yesterday because of

with that fact every fuckin

ow

sighed. “But I’ll drop it

Tell her

apparently wanted to wear his nose somewhere in the middle of his forehead. Deke would be happy to make it happen if Catrell didn’t get his

occupied,” Deke sna

came to y

putting on this show for his benefit, he’d guess, gi

you’re in,” Luc said,

end up fucking her. We both are.”

d. Damn bad. Not just her

r lush pink mouth would be mindblowing. He wanted her—all of her—and

she changes her mind, great. If not, we’l

mber anything about sex. He would want in her pussy if she came back to their house. She drove him out of h

ed itself? She wasn’t H

ell on that reality, Deke lifted his bottle and emptied it.

g her

, which made a nice little soundtrack for his picket fence fantasy where he and Luc and the girl of their dreams lived happily ever after. Deke snorted. Still,

**

him. She’d forgotten his name. Oh, he was handsome. Damn good-looking, in fact. Blue eyes, sandy hair, ripped body. Once upon a tim

e was something she

nd a furious stride, had seized her attention in some d

ll did he want? At his house yesterday, he’d gone out

st instinct was to panic. Did he intend to kiss her in the middle of the dance floor? She didn’t know him. As she d

on with Deke?” he shouted

—n

en, when he and Luc had kissed her and… Better to forget it. O

alized that military men weren’t built for eloquence,

d simply acted, intentionally scaring her off

had aroused her while being “educational,” then being with Adam and…Brad-Brian-Brock-whatever

rling like a salsa dancer on speed, Kimber tried to decide her next move. Then Deke had risen fr

enough that she could see a muscle ticcing in his jaw as his sharp gaze z

’t see it that way.” Adam lifted his head—but didn’t

at brings you to

directed that disconcerting denim-blu

Wearing a pair of fine-fitting jeans, black boots, a khaki T-shirt with the word ARMY stretched in black a

is buddy and had barely answered Adam’s question. He hadn’t said

y that he hadn’t said to he

head. Just like he claimed she was. Since nothing in his expression looked remotely apo

day. We don’t have anyt

, we

turned away to engage Ad

mething

e and swiveled her hips—all too conscio

atrell brother smiled bac

ot special and his in

whirled her around to fac

not danc

hands on her hips. “Say wha

tsi

raised her hackles. “Is

N

say it an

ntently over her shoulders, to hear what he was about to say. If he said more of the filth he’d spouted to her a mere twenty-four hours ago, then he’d come off smelli