Big Bad John (Bigger in Texas Series) by R.G. Alexander Read Free Book Online Page A

upper lip and then he smiled. His teeth scraped her lower lip lightly…and then he withdrew.
    “What are you doing?” she gasped softly when his breath puffed against her lips, though he didn’t move in to take what she knew he wanted.
    “Waiting.” His reply was just as soft. “For you to admit what you want so I can give it to you. Right now, when your friend could come down at any moment. Right here, where anyone could see.” He skimmed her lips once more with his and groaned. “Prove me wrong, Trudy. Tell me you don’t want to know.”
    Every word he uttered was a seduction, and every struggling breath she fought to take was one more step toward succumbing to it. She did want to know. Wanted to know if a decade of fantasy could be topped by the real thing. If her memory had made it into more than it was.
    Her hands fell onto his shoulders and she wrapped her legs around his thighs, pulling him closer. “Kiss me then. I want you to kiss me.”
    “There’s Trouble. Good girl.”
    After that it was hard for her to think. His mouth was on hers, claiming her the way he had years before, when she hadn’t been ready. Hadn’t known that no one else would ever come close. Their tongues tangled and she tasted sweet barbecue and spice…and John.
    She wanted more.
    Her fingers reached for the buttons on his shirt but he stopped her, his hands reaching up to grip her wrists and lowering her arms until they were behind her back. Until her spine was arched and her breasts were pressing hard against his chest.
    Oh God, she didn’t want to stop touching him but… oh God . How did he know? How could he know that what he was doing was only making her want him more? Pushing all her buttons. Turning her on. Arousal washed over her and the heat made her tighten her thighs, desperate for more contact. For the pressure she knew could help alleviate the ache inside her.
    John leaned back, away from her questing mouth and chuckle roughly. “A kiss, Trudy. That’s all you asked for and all you’re getting tonight.”
    “What?” 
    She struggled in surprise but he didn’t loosen his grip on her wrists. Didn’t stop smiling. “What the hell is this?”
    “This is a taste of what’s coming. And a challenge.”
    He knew she could never resist a challenge.
    Damn it.
    “I’m listening.”
    “I hope you are.” His grip tightened momentarily on her wrists, making her gasp…making her wet. He bit his lip. “I don’t see the point in denying it when it’s clear we still have something between us. Unfinished business. You still want me. I still want you…”
    And it was still an impossible situation. “John, I—”
    “Hush,” he reprimanded lightly, leaning forward to bite her chin in a gentle warning. “Two weeks, Trudy. You’re here for two weeks. I know you feel the need to sort Jefferson out and you want to help your friend get her story. All while you get ready for your life to change forever. But other than that, for as long as you’re here…say you’ll be mine.”
    “Yours?”
    He nodded. “In every way. You’ll come with me wherever I want to take you. Do whatever I ask you to do, and unless you draw a line or tell me to stop, I’ll be asking for a lot.”
    This sounded… “John, are you negotiating with me?” How did he find out? Had he talked to Caroline when she was with her brother? “Are you…are you asking me to…?”
    “Give in. Submit.” His expression was hard and resolved. His free hand slid up her ribcage and caressed one heavy breast, as if he couldn’t help himself. She pushed into his hand instinctively. “I’m not asking for strings. This ends the day you leave and without any regrets. I’m asking you to give yourself to me, Trudy. The way we both know you’re dying to.”
    Cocky, arrogant—irresistible. “Just sex?”
    His smile was dangerous. “Oh no. This is going to be so much more than just sex, Trouble. I think you know it. The question is, after all these years, are