webnovel

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
Zu wenig Bewertungen
179 Chs

Chapter 31: LYON

Today I think I've been what the women of an older time would've termed 'a beast', though I did take time out to feed her and even gave her two turns in the sauna.

Then again, maybe those didn't count, since the fist time I ended up having her ride me, and the second, I nailed her from behind while keeping her pinned against the side.

What do you expect though, I'd been denied for way too long, and besides, she'd been with me every step of the way. It does me proud to admit that my girl really does love my cock.

Right now, we've been on a little two-hour break. She'd eaten, bathed, and was now sitting on my lap eating grapes and feeding me some in between me tonguing her down.

She looked hot as fuck in nothing but a thong and some bobby socks, her nipple piercings and ankle jewelry catching the light.

My jeans, which were all I wore were tenting already in anticipation.

"You ready, Angel?" She squirmed on my lap, she knew what was coming. I'd explained a little bit to her.