Unfiltered & Unlawful (The Unfiltered Series) by Payge Galvin, Ronnie Douglas Read Free Book Online

into the room, but not all the way to the bed. “Keep my name out of it, okay?”
    He dropped the cigarette into a longneck bottle on the bedside table. “Sure.”
    I reached the edge of the bed, and he grabbed me and yanked me onto him. Instead of sliding into me like I expected, he put a hand on either hip and ordered, “Up.”
    He guided me up his body with firm hands until I was kneeling over his chest.
    “Hands on the head board.”
    “You don’t need to—”
    “Hands on the head board.”
    Once I obeyed, he slid down farther so I was straddling his face. I wanted to argue. I hated this position, and my pussy was sore and swollen from so many hours of abuse. But his tongue was amazing, and we both knew that I’d let him put me wherever he wanted me because of it.
    My hands tightened on the headboard like they had so many other nights while he licked and sucked. My hair fell over my face as I bowed my head.
    He was gentle with me.
    I didn’t want soft touches, even though I was sore. I wanted Tommy to lose control. I took one hand off the headboard, holding myself steady with the other and reaching back to stroke him with my right hand. He groaned and arched into my hand instead of stopping me.
    He licked slower, and I knew he was still punishing me for disobeying even though he didn’t tell me to stop. I tried to push against him, but he held me up so I couldn’t get the pressure I wanted.
    I removed my hand and in an instant, he had slid me down his body and impaled me. Even now that I was on top, he was the one in control. His hands bruised my skin, controlling how fast and how deep I could take him.
    I looked down at him and met his eyes. “I want you .”
    He pressed his lips together.
    I had to fight the urge to try to push against his restraining grip, even though I knew it wouldn’t work. I couldn’t say the words he wanted. I didn’t love him. I wouldn’t love him. I couldn’t stay around the drugs that were in his life all the time. I couldn’t stay around him. If I did, I’d die. It was that simple.
    “I need you, Tommy,” I whispered.
    He gave in. Not only did he thrust up, but he let go of my hips, letting me fuck him instead of controlling me, letting me make him lose control for a change.
    I slid my hands up his stomach and chest, settling them on his shoulders, and leaned down to kiss him. My hair fell over my shoulder and brushed against his face.
    He reached between us and fingered my clit, making me gasp into his mouth, and I started moving again, slowly , oh so very slowly for the first time. I didn’t speed up even as his fingers danced faster and faster. I kept kissing him because I needed to keep him from saying the words I didn’t want to hear. I only stopped kissing him as my orgasm crashed over me.
    A moment later, he followed me over and once spent, he pulled me tighter to him. “Love you,” he muttered against my throat.
    When I didn’t say anything, he wrapped an arm around me and held me to his chest. “You’re sleeping here.”
    I nodded.
    “And Sugar?” He paused, waiting for an answer this time.
    “Yeah?”
    “I know damn well that you didn’t just find the coke.” He brushed my hair back and gently trailed his finger along my jaw. “These bruises were already on your face, along with the ones on your arm, when you got here.”
    My breath hitched at his words.
    “You don’t have to tell me what really happened, but promise me you’ll be careful.”
    “I will,” I whispered. “You need to get rid of it for me. I’m going to go in and quit work. Whoever it belonged to won’t ever find me.”
    I tried not to think about what happened a few hours ago. A man died, killed with my gun, and I couldn’t go back to that job except to quit. I didn’t have any savings, and I needed to leave Rio Verde. I wasn’t sure what I’d use to run if not for the dead man’s money, but I walked out of the night’s mistakes with thousands of dollars and a good