Page 325 of The Tempted
“Fine, fine, whatever,” I replied. I’d eat the fifty bucks for a chance of having Bianci’s sister in my bed. Oh, how sweet was that? I mean sure she was hot, but the fact she was off limits definitely sweetened the deal.
Kitten: Sorry. I was fighting with Mia. I could kill her right now.
Me: What happened?
Kitten: She left me! So much for girl code.
Me: I’ll come get you.
“Well, are we going or not?” Bones asked annoyed.
“Change in plans, bro. One-man job,” I said, grabbing my shit off the table. “You still owe me that fifty.”
Kitten: No I’m going to take the train back to Ant’s.
No. No. No.
I stalked toward the door, dialing her number instead of texting and listened as it rang.
“Can you believe that bitch?” she answered, slurring her words. “Leaving with the first guy that winks at her and buys her a damn drink.”
“Hussy!” I replied, as I climbed onto my bike. “Listen, stay there I’m on my way.
“What? No!” she yelled into the phone.
“Why not?” I said, ripping the engine.
“Because if you come and get me there’s no telling what will happen,” she said.
“Oh, I know exactly what will happen babe, and you do too,” I replied, loud enough so she could hear me.
“Riggs?”
“Yeah, Kitten,” I said, kicking up the kickstand of my bike.
“I’m waiting outside,” she whispered sexily into the phone, so low I barely heard her over the noise of my engine.
“Give me ten,” I ground out, ending the call and slipping my phone into my jacket pocket.
Hang on Kitten, your Tiger is coming.
I almost crashed three times on the way there just picturing her naked. That round ass bent over as I pounded her first from behind. God, I hope she wore those shoes she had on at the bar. The second time I’d make her ride me and I’d bury my face in between those tits. Then I’d eat her pussy until she came all over my tongue. After a blowjob, I’d fuck her again nice and hard until she screamed my name.
I parked my bike in front of the bar and spotted Lauren leaning up against the brick wall talking to some guy. I threw my leg over my bike and readjusted my throbbing cock, then stalked toward her.
She laughed at something the schmuck she was talking to said, turning her head slightly her eyes locked with mine.
“Making friends?” I questioned, peeling my eyes away from her to the man leaning way to close to her.
“You know how it goes man,” he laughed, running his hand down Lauren’s arm. What the fuck was she wearing? My eyes traveled the length of her, taking in the jeans that molded to her legs like a second skin, ripped and shredded at the knees showing just a hint of her olive skin. The top she wore was see through and fell off her shoulder sexily. And then, there was the shoes, the ones that haunted my dreams. Thank you, God.
She smiled at me and that’s when I noticed she wasn’t wearing her glasses.
Wow. She was fucking gorgeous.
Her bright, blue eyes darkened making them appear navy as they stared back at me.
“Say goodbye, Kitten,” I ordered.
