Devil on Wheels: A Biker Erotic Romance (Karthadossian Riders MC) by Emily Stone Read Free Book Online

 
    DEVIL ON WHEELS
    Ellie Thorn was never one for sleep, preferring instead to spend her nighttime hours with the characters that swirled around in her head. More often than not, exhaustion forced her to stop or risk waking up with keyboard marks on her forehead. Not anymore. Waking up in Rex Pershing’s arms was quickly becoming an addiction for Ellie. The knowledge that his face would be the first thing she saw in the morning made falling asleep all the more enticing.
     
    What worried her, more than how addicting waking up with Rex in her bed had become, was how much she hated watching him leave every morning for work. Spending the entire past weekend together had felt decadent and indulgent. In that short 48-hour period, they had managed to have sex on nearly every surface in her home.
     
    And now, Monday morning had come much too soon. He hadn’t wanted to leave her alone, but he had a job to do and they needed to maintain at least some illusion of normalcy. Plus, Ellie had been putting off work while Rex was in her house, both out of a need to protect her secret and because he was a walking distraction.
     
    In the end, they worked out a solution that allowed both of them to relax. He would text at random times throughout the day, and if she didn’t answer within a certain timeframe, he would come looking for her. They also set up a code word that she could text him very quickly if she needed him. It seemed a bit much, but she’d indulged his need for the reassurance.
     
    ***
     
    Rex and his Dad were doing everything they could to keep an eye on Xander and his guards without drawing their attention. Manny continued running his mouth to anyone who would listen about finding a way into the storage units. He also began grumbling about George, the traitor who had run off and whom no one had heard from in days.
     
    Rex continued running the day-to-day operation of their businesses. To everyone around, it appeared as if the status quo was being maintained. Manny obsessed with Xander and getting his clubs back, while Rex argued with him and basically ran things. If there was another traitor in their ranks, Rex wouldn’t have much to report.
     
    By Friday afternoon, Rex was stressed out and tired. Keeping tabs on Ellie, working full time, and meeting up with his Dad for updates and strategies was taking a toll. Rex left work early, stopped by his place to pack up a few things for the weekend, and downed a couple of aspirin to ease the pounding in his head before setting out.
     
    Ellie had given him a spare key that morning in case her meeting ran long, but he was reluctant to use it. Something about the intimacy of having a key to her place made him balk. The fact that she’d cleared space for his things in her bathroom hadn’t bothered him as much as her giving him that key.
     
    Pulling up in her driveway, he knew right away she wasn’t home. The place was too still, too lifeless without her there. His biggest fear was that playing house together was giving him the wrong idea. He liked it a little too much. Waking up to her warmth was addictive.
     
    Key in hand, he grabbed his bag and headed up the walkway. His misgivings pushed aside, he inserted the key into the lock, turned it, and pushed open the door. Her scent rushed out at him and his headache immediately eased. The tension of the day lifted from his shoulders and neck. Walking into his place never made him feel like this.
     
    He was in trouble.
     
    ***
     
    Ellie was ready to scream. There wasn’t much she hated in life, but these meetings were on top of that list. How one small group of people could take an even smaller group of topics and stretch it to last for nearly eight hours was beyond her. Even the tips of her hair ached.
     
    The current topic was the cover art for her latest book. No one could agree on whether to go simple, like in the previous series, or go bigger and bolder. Honestly, she didn’t care either way. This wasn’t her area