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Lyon

Jordan Silver is the author of more than one hundred and fifty novels and novellas spanning multiple genres including romance, erotica and new adult fiction. All works feature over the top alpha males and the women who love them, with a happily ever after guarantee. Colton Lyon is a tough as nails biker who has no time for bullshit. He’d long given up the easy life afforded him by his wealthy upbringing to live life on his own terms. He lives hard and loves harder but has yet to meet a woman he’s wanted for more than a few screws that is until he meets his new assistant. The mousy little filly who’s afraid of her shadow. He gave her a week, even though his right hand man had begged him to give her the job. Nothing he hates more than sniveling females afraid of their own damn shadow. Kat’s moving halfway across the country to escape a dark past that’s left her scarred. Barely eighteen, she should have her whole life ahead of her, but instead fear has robbed her of the spark she once had. When she first meets her new boss she knows there’s no way she could take the job, he’s just too much of everything with his gruff demeanor and those smoldering looks. The first time she almost swooned at the sight of his muscular tattooed arms she knew she was in trouble. Meanwhile; Colton was trying to figure out what kind of hex the little mouse had worked on him to keep her on his mind. No matter how he tries to avoid it, there’s just something about her that keeps him

Jordan Silver · Urban
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179 Chs

Chapter 19: LYON

I could see she was rattled by all the attention I'd shown her during dinner. I'd purposely not given her any wine with her meal. I wanted her to have a clear head.

"Come 'ere." I pulled her down on my lap and we sat and watched the skyline, my hand on her bare leg, rubbing circles with my fingers.

"Give me your foot."

She lifted first one leg, and then the other, so I could remove her killer heels. They looked fucking hot on her feet, but I know they had to be just a little uncomfortable.

I played with her anklet for a minute before releasing her leg, and she shivered.

"Cold?"

"Uh-uh."

"Lips."

I nuzzled the side of her neck up to her lips and went under. She was wearing a different flavor on her lips this time. Something sweet and spicy that made me nibble on them softly.

My cock was poking into her ass, and I pressed her down harder, enjoying the little grind she added.

"You trust me? Look at me. You trust me to take care of you?"