REAPER'S KISS by Jaxson Kidman Read Free Book Online

here?”
    I gritted my teeth. She was
definitely bold. And her beauty just poured off her. I could tell her hair was
pulled back quick. No make up on. Her dark eyes oozing with fear. I normally
didn’t look at a woman like that, you know?
    “I don’t make offers,” I said. “I
make orders.”
    “Then make an order,” Ava challenged.
    I walked around the island. Ava
started to lift the coffee mug but I put my hand to her wrist and stopped her.
I then put my hands to her waist and forced her to stand. She was nervous but
going with me as I walked her to a wall. I pinned her against it, staring down
into her eyes again.
    “You’re a fucking liar,” I
whispered.  I brought my lips down to hers, gently brushing against them. “Want
to know what I do with liars?”
    Her bottom lip shook. “What?”
    “I kill them. ”
     

 
    chapter twelve
     
    (ava)
     
    *NOW*
     
    My blood had been boiling as Jace
touched me. A surge of wetness crept between my thighs when his lips touched
mine. But then he spoke and I went cold. Frigid cold.
    His grip tightened on my waist.
    I grabbed his arms.
    He was thick with muscle and tattoo.
His eyes were a dangerous green color.
    He meant what he said.
    “Who said I’m lying to you?” I
asked.
    “I did,” he said. “You’re a fucking
liar, sweetie.”
    “How?”
    “You really want to play this game?”
    “I’m not playing…”
    Jace broke away from me. He grabbed
me by the hand and started to walk. I ran with him, flying through the house
and down a hallway. When Jace turned and kicked open a door, he swung his arm,
tossing me forward, right toward a bed. The sheets were messy and smelled of
outlaw and sleep.
    I caught myself with my hands on
the bed and quickly turned.
    Jace grabbed his jeans and opened
them, showing me that the lines of sexy stomach muscle cut down into a V shape.
I saw the hair trail from under his belly button down to his pubes. I swore for
a second I caught sight of where his cock began. A thick root.
    I was wet.
    I shivered though.
    I had never been so scared and
turned on at the same time.
    “Now,” Jace ordered. “Take those
pants off, sweetie. Turn the fuck around. Bend over. You want to stay here?
Show me how desperate you are.”
    His eyes were on fire - green
fire - as he stood there so beautifully defiant. I wasn’t the kind of
person to just sleep around. I definitely wasn’t the kind of person to be in
the bedroom of an outlaw taking his orders to strip and bend over.
    But if this is what he wanted from
me… and I’d get protection…
    I touched my jeans. I slowly opened
the button.
    “Jace…”
    “Shut up, sweetie,” he said. “You
know what I want. I know what you want. So we meet halfway. Right now.”
    Christ, I hadn ’t even
been in his house for thirty minutes yet …
    I opened my jeans and started to
push them down. I stopped when they were at my knees. I eased my fingers up and
touched my panties. My middle fingers traced the lines up and down and then I
slipped them into the front. I started to push, feeling dirty.
    Jace then quickly buttoned and
zipped up his jeans. He stepped at me and grabbed my hands.
    “Stop,” he growled. “Are you
fucking serious right now?”
    “What?” I asked. “You want this.”
    “You’re that desperate? You’re that
scared?”
    “Yes.”
    “Shit,” he said.
    “My mother was killed, Jace. Right
there in the store.”
    “What?”
    “When I was little. She was killed.
So my father did what he had to do to save the store and raise me. He’s not
perfect but neither are you. Or your entire group of outlaws. I’m not perfect
either. I’m just trying…”
    Jace grabbed a t-shirt and put it
on. He then grabbed his leather cut and put that on.
    He pointed at me, his lip curled. “You’re
lying to me, sweetie. I know it. Right now, you should be on your ass. Or dead.
But I can’t stomach the thought of that fucking creep guy touching you. It
fills me with rage. So you’re going to