Jace: The Pride of the Double Deuce by Kathi S. Barton Read Free Book Online

her pretty ass, and then eat her pussy for his dinner. After that, he would love to just take her to the nearest hard surface, then fuck her until neither one of them could walk. And do it all again. Nope, he was reasonably sure that he’d be kicked out on his ass, then run out of town…after they tarred and feathered him.
    “I think we both know that I’m not suited to your daughter.” Palmer asked him why not. “Shit, you can see what I am, what I have. Nothing. I can’t even fill up my truck most days, for fear of not having enough money to go and get a loaf of bread for Aunt Georgie should she need it. I’m not…I’m no way near what you more than likely had in mind for your only child.”
    “And why on earth would you think that I’d want to have a damned thing to do with you in the first place?” They both turned at the sound of the pissed-off voice. Jace had to swallow three times before he felt that he could answer her, but Holly continued before he could. “You are another Douglas man, I take it? One of the…which one?”
    “Jace Douglas, ma’am.” He nodded to her and she came toward him. Jace held his hat in his hand like it was a lifeline when she was suddenly standing in front of him. “You’re healing up pretty good.”
    “Don’t give me that. You were saying that you’re not good enough for me. I want to know why you think I’d even want you.” His cat stirred, and it was all he could do not to show her just what he wanted of her. “Answer me, damn it. I have a pounding headache and I’m in need of some coffee.”
    “Coffee isn’t good for you.” He watched her eyes change from the dark blue they were to something almost black when he touched his fingers to her face. Christ, he kept telling himself. It was time to leave. “You’re very pretty this morning.”
    “What are you doing here?” Jace touched his fingers to her throat, the pounding pulse that was there just heating her skin. He noticed, too, that Palmer had gotten up and left them. When Holly spoke again, her voice was low, husky, like she’d been having sex and was ready for some more. “You were making assumptions just now. I want to know why.”
    “I’d rather kiss you.” She shook her head, but Jace curled his hand from her cheek to the back of her head and under her glorious hair. “Just enough to see if you taste as good as you look. Just a small, hungry kiss.”
    “You’re hungry?” Her voice was as low as his, her eyes darker still. When her tongue came out and ran over her full lips, Jace pulled her closer. “This isn’t…I’m pissed at you.”
    “You’re going to be even more so when I’m finished with you.” He pulled her to him, her body a perfect fit to his flesh…her breast to his chest, her hips to his, her pussy right in line with his cock. “I just need a taste.”
    Lowering his head, he brushed his mouth over hers. The soft moan, a breath of air really that came from her mouth, made him want more. Taking her lower lip into his mouth, he nibbled gently on it, running his tongue over the wound there and tasting her blood from it. His cat wasn’t satisfied with the droplets he’d taken, but wanted more.
    Tilting her head and his, Jace took her mouth; took it the way he wanted to take her body. Hungrily, possessively, and without thought to what the fuck was going to happen now. He’d been wrong all the times he’d thought of her taste. It was unimaginably better than that.
    The kiss made him not just want her now, but need to claim her. His body no longer wanted to fuck her but to possess her, take her high and be there when she fell over the edge. Pulling her body to his, he deepened the kiss, slid his tongue over hers, and moaned when she put her arms around him. Mason had been right; he was well and truly fucked.

Chapter 4
     
    “Yes, I’m trying to reach Holly. Her phone doesn’t seem to be working.” The person who had answered the phone was polite, but Jeff was sort of