Craving You (TBX #2) by Ashley Christin Read Free Book Online Page A

sing-a-long and a smile takes over my face. His cute face covered with passion singing, ‘yes, please!’ taking over behind my eyelids.
    “What’s the smile for?” Parker’s voice breaks my good moment. Asshole.
    “Not you.” I roll my eyes at him.
    “So bitchy. You ever think that’s the reason I’m not going to fuck you again?” My mouth falls open. “Keep that mouth open and I’ll give you something to put in it.” He’s so crude, but it gets my lady parts attention. Dammit.
    “That’d mean you’d have to touch me, which you will never do again.”
    “Tell me something I haven’t heard before from those sexy lips of yours.” His words contradict his voice. He sounds harsh but laced with want.
    “I hate you.”
    “Yup. Heard that already. Next .”
    “You’re such a little fuckface.”
    “What, you want me to fuck your face? Damn, okay.” He starts for his jeans in mock sarcasm.
    “Ohmygosh. NO!” His laughter rings through the truck, and I, again, roll my eyes at him as we pull into the driveway of our home. Quickly reaching for the door handle, he hits the locks before I manage to open it. I’m really getting tired of this door lockin’ bullshit.
    Parker leans over in the cab of the truck and invades my personal space as I press my back up against the window. If he tries to kiss me, I’ll cave. I know it. Even though I’m so pissed at him, I still want him . Fucking hormones and his glorious dick .
    “We’re not done playin’ this game, Kelsey. The question is, are you ready to wave the white flag? You know you want me so just admit it. Admit it, and I’ll let you have what you want. Admit you crave me, sweetness.” He’s inches from my face. His lips are right. There. If I admit any of that, then he wins. He will have the upper hand, and I just can’t give him that.
    “Unlock the damn door and get out of my face.” Anger laces my voice, but it’s not true anger. It’s lust anger.
    I’m Lustry . I’m angry I can’t rip his clothes off and straddle him right here. Right now.
    Click.
    The doors unlock, and I’m released into freedom.
     
     
    Parker
     
    My fuckin’ balls are so blue I’m legit worried they may fall off. Kelsey has been parading around the house in her short as fuck shorts and bikini top for the past hour while she and Brealynn wait on Savannah and Hannah to come over. Right now, she’s in the kitchen trying to reach for the vodka, her ass shimmying in her shorts tryin’ to gain more ground with the vodka.
    “Do you have the Bluetooth speaker, Kels?” Brealynn calls out.
    “Yeah! It’s in the bag.” My front presses against her back while reaching above her for the vodka. I’m tired of watching her struggle. My dick can’t take much more . She turns around quickly, facing me. Her eyes look up into mine.
    “Thanks,” she whispers, never leaving my stare. Fuck, I want her. I can’t take much more of icing her out. I’m a weak man when it comes to her.
    “I know a better way you can thank me.”
    “Parker,” she warns with her hand on my chest but not pushing me away. A knock at the door causes us both to jump before we hear Brealynn answer it. It’s Savannah and Hannah.
    “You look so sweet, I just want to lick you.” I bend down to whisper in her ear then slowly pull her earlobe into my mouth. A sigh leaves her body.
    Then I walk away. Because if I don’t, I would have fucked her right there, her friends be damned.
     

     
    “Cindy called.”
    “Who the hell is Cindy? Is she hot?” I respond to Colt’s statement as we walk toward the box, Tim following to take some pictures of us riding for the TBX website.
    “She’s the one organizing the photo shoot. She’s cute—that’s beside the point.” He shakes his head in frustration. “They have moved the shoot to Wednesday instead of Monday, somethin’ about technical issues.”
    “All right, well, you know what that means.”
    “Party this weekend?” Tim chimes in.
    “You bet