Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
He took Tallulah to the playpen that I didn’t notice when I entered the great room and placed her carefully down in it.
Tallulah automatically face dived into the stuffed animals and immediately commenced chewing on every single one of them.
“You know her well,” I teased.
“Stopped by the store on the way home and got her her own shit,” he confirmed with a wink.
My heart swelled.
My little girl well and truly had this man wrapped around her little finger. Which made me happy. She hadn’t had much of a father figure to love her like she deserved to be loved, and I was grateful that she would have that.
“So, tell me what else happened since we parted ways this afternoon,” I ordered.
“Nothing.”
I growled, causing him to chuckle.
“That’s just it. Nothing.” He held up a hand when I went to protest. “They arrested Hadley for filing a false police report and likely will get her for extortion as well.”
“Extortion? And what did you find out about the dean, Martin?” I continued.
He grimaced.
“That’s the extortion I was talking about,” he murmured. “The videos that Aaron was able to locate showed a near knock-down, drag-out fight between Martin and Hadley in the lobby after hours. She threw something at him, photos of some sort that the camera angle couldn’t pick up, and Martin immediately acquiesced to her demands.”
“And what were those demands?”
I wasn’t sure that I wanted to know, but I was hoping that my ex-best friend wasn’t all bad.
I was wrong, though, which I found out in the next moment.
“She wanted him to expel you for having a relationship with me,” he continued. “There was more to it than that, but you don’t need to know the details.”
I studied his face, wary at what he would say, and nodded my head once. “Okay.”
If he said I didn’t need to know, then I would trust him on that.
And it felt good, having someone to trust. It was an amazing feeling, one that I didn’t think I’d ever had in Russell.
Speaking of Russell.
“I got a call today from my ex,” I murmured, lifting my arm to absently pet his chest.
He instantly stiffened at the mention of my ex, who he clearly had a dislike of.
“And?” he said shortly.
“He was backing off. His wife was under the assumption that I was going to force the child support issue, which I assured him I was not, and she said as long as I stay on ‘my side of the tracks’ that he wouldn’t pursue any extra time with Tallulah.”
Tommy growled.
“I don’t understand that,” he admitted. “The man has a perfect daughter, and he wants nothing to do with her,” he sighed. “I’ve known her for a short portion of her life, and she’s always in my thoughts. I see something at the damn store, when I’m there to shop for myself, and I leave with all kinds of shit for her and nothing that I even went there to get.”
I grinned.
“That sounds like something a parent would do,” I admitted to him, a laugh filtering out of my voice.
He gave me a strange look.
“If you offered that up to me, I’d take it in a heartbeat,” he told me softly, lifting his hand up and wrapping it around my head.
He pulled me into his chest, and I went willingly, his masculine scent surrounding me as I breathed it in.
Someone knocked on the door. I moved out of his arms to allow him to go answer it, and was unsurprised when he opened it and found his club members on the other side.
With beer in hand.
“Knew she would be here,” Big Papa murmured as he pushed his way through. “Brought you a couple of virgins.”
I waved two fingers at him.
“I’m twenty-one, now,” I told him. “No virgins for this girl.”
Tommy turned to me, his mouth gaping.
“When did you turn twenty-one?”
I scrunched up my nose. “Yesterday.”
When he was in jail went unsaid.
“Shit,” he growled. “I’ll make it up to you.”
I smiled.
I knew he would.
***
And he did, four hours later, as he slid deep inside of me.
I was already limp noodles by that point, though.
Four orgasms would do that to a woman.
“I can’t,” I shook my head as he pushed into me roughly. “I’m freakin’ dead.”
“One more,” he growled, squeezing the meat of my ass with both hands. “Pull your knees to your chest.”
I did, surprised that I was even able to control any of my extremities enough to make that happen.
The moment my knees touched my chest, he pulled his hard, thick cock all the way out, and then thrust back inside.
“Fuck you feel so good.”
“Yes,” I breathed, eyes closing. “You feel good, too.”
He growled and grabbed my feet in both hands, pushing my knees further into the bed and tilting my pelvis in the process. “And your pussy looks so good taking my cock.”