Pretty in Kink by Titania Ladley Read Free Book Online

“Yes?”
    “What do ya say? Come home with me. Now.” He moved closer,
so close his erection singed her lower stomach through their clothing. His eyes
looked down into hers, holding her captive, and his arms tightened around her
so that her breasts smashed against his chest. She caught his manly scent again
and imagined it surrounding her in the tangle of sheets and the passion of
unabashed sex. Her mouth watered and she tasted the scrumptious flavor of his
last kiss. But she craved more, needed to embrace the decadent sin he offered
her.
    “Come on, babe. Let me make love to you all day long. Let me
show you things you’ve never seen before.”
    Britt’s knees turned to hot jelly. The frank request in his
sexy voice and the carnal gleam in his eyes made her vision wobble. “I…oh god.”
She closed her eyes and swayed against him, her hand planted on the swell of a
hard pectoral.
    He caught her up before she collapsed into a heap at his
feet. “Is that a yes?”
    Britt looked up at his downcast face. Handsome, rugged. The
devil himself. “I don’t know what to say.”
    His mouth curved up at the corners. “How about yes?”
    She inhaled, gathering her wits about her, and whispered,
“N-no.”
    He stiffened and sighed. His eyes smoldered with flames of
desire. “Okay. I understand.”
    “I want to go to the bike rally first, then we’ll see about
that…meal in your bed.” She gripped the lapel of his jacket and grinned. “I’ve
never been to a biker function before. I’m intrigued. Besides, it’s a gorgeous,
sunny day. I bet it would be a perfect kind of day for riding a motorcycle.”
    “That’s my girl.” He hitched her up so she straddled him and
then headed toward the door in long strides.
    “So now that we’ve got all that out of the way,” she said on
a giggle, doing her best to ignore his arousal grinding into her pussy, “can I
have that ride on your bike you promised me?”
    “Damn right.” He set her down and snatched up her backpack.
Handing it to her, he asked, “You brought the bikini, right?”
    She nodded, unable to suppress a grin and the words that
tumbled out of her mouth. “Every string of it.”
    He swiped a hand over his forehead. “Let’s go. You tell me
any more about that suit, I guarantee you we won’t be going to the rally.” He
strode out the door.
    She locked up and followed him out to the bike. Her pulse
spiked in anticipation. “Can’t wait to ride it,” she murmured, wringing her
sweaty palms together.
    Thrusting a helmet at her, he drawled, “Darlin’, stick with
me and you’ll get the ride of your life.”

Chapter Four
     
    Britt couldn’t believe her eyes. They stood at a makeshift
tiki bar in the middle of a fenced-in field waiting for the bartender to take
their order. The worn wooden fence stood eight feet high and enclosed what at
first glance looked like an innocent carnival.
    But on closer examination, there wasn’t anything innocent
about it. Naughty, yes, but far from innocent.
    Britt’s face warmed as she took it all in.
    A band played classic rock music on a platform nearby. The
beat of the drums pounded in her chest while a crowd of leather-clad men and
women cheered, whooped and danced suggestively in the baking sun.
    Up on the far hill, an all-nude motorcycle race followed a
trail of what appeared to be dangling sausages. Ha. And the women passengers
nipped at them as their partners attempted to maneuver their bikes without
crashing or stalling before their ladies deep-throated the sausages.
    Wow.
    She glanced to her right. A built-in swimming pool up by a
ranch-style house overflowed with clothed and non-clothed partiers.
    Men and women, women and women and groups of men and women
made out in the water, on the pool deck, in front of pop-up campers, in the
crowd watching the band, on the tailgate of pickup trucks, anywhere and
everywhere.
    An orgy, or just goofy fun among friends?
    Britt couldn’t decide as she stood next to Diego