Road to Desire

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Authors: Piper Davenport
you.”
    “Charming,” I ground out.
    “Don’t typically do flowers, babe, but tell me your favorites and I’ll buy ’em for you.”
    “Don’t bother.” I pushed at his shoulders again, but he didn’t move.
    My doorbell rang and it was the perfect opportunity to put distance between us, but apparently, Austin wasn’t done and he kissed me again.
    “The pizza’s here,” I said as the doorbell pealed again.
    He nodded. “We’re gonna eat, then we’re gonna talk some more.”
    “I think you’ve said enough.”
    “Babe,” he said with a sigh.
    “Let me up so I can pay for the pizza.”
    “You’re not payin’ for the pizza, Dani.”
    I let out a frustrated groan. “You are not the boss of me.”
    He climbed off me. “For the sake of our current argument, baby, let’s say I am.”
    I couldn’t stop my jaw from dropping open as he sauntered away from me toward my front door. I knifed off the sofa and made my way to the kitchen muttering to myself. How could a man who drove me so frickin’ crazy manage to also make me mad with desire? It didn’t make sense to me.
    Austin joined me, setting the food on the counter as I opened the fridge, but before I could grab him another beer, he wrapped an arm around me and turned me to face him. His hand went to my neck again, his thumb to my pulse, and he studied me for several seconds. “I wasn’t expecting you.”
    I sighed. “Same.”
    “Will you be patient with me, Dani?”
    I shook my head. “We can’t do this.”
    “Yes, we can.”
    “We can’t .” I pulled away from him. “My family’s all about the law, Austin. Your club’s not. It’s a total conflict of interest.”
    He leaned against the counter and crossed his arms. “My club’s clean, babe.”
    “Clean, clean, or just untouchable?”
    He frowned.
    “Club business?” I snapped.
    “What the hell do you want me to say, Dani?”
    “I just want you to be realistic. It’s obvious we’re attracted to each other, but you can’t base a relationship on just lust.”
    “We’re in a relationship now?” he challenged.
    “Absolutely not.” I took a deep, steadying breath. “How about you take your pizza and go? I’ll find a way to pay you back for the car. I really appreciate all your help.” I started for the front door. “I hope you have a nice life.”
    I’d made it just past my dining table when he grabbed my arm and tugged me into his arms. His mouth slammed onto mine and he kissed me with an intensity I’d never experienced before. I hated that I loved it. Hated that I couldn’t resist him. Hated that heat pooled between my legs as he slid his hand under my shirt.
    Austin broke the kiss with a scowl. “You’re a fuckin’ pain in my ass, baby.”
    “Then leave.”
    He shook his head. “Not gonna happen.”
    “I don’t understand what you want from me,” I snapped.
    “I’m gonna show you.”
    I shook my head. “Not tonight you’re not.”
    “Dani,” he said, his tone pitched low in warning.
    “What, Austin?” I bellowed. “I don’t know you. I’m not jumping into bed with you just because I’m attracted to you. For all I know, I could be one in a long line of women you like to “do” on a regular basis. I’ve heard about your types of gangs and how you pass women around and that is not me. You may be used to biker whores who like that… hell, they probably live for the chance to provide you with fellatio… or other kinds of sexual favors, but I’m not one of them.”
    “Fuck me.” He raised an eyebrow. “Fellatio?”
    “Yes. Oral sex.”
    “You think I’m standing here expecting you to suck me off?” he asked.
    “Don’t be crude,” I said, my face on fire.
    “You can’t say it, can you, Dani?”
    “I just did,” I countered.
    His hand went to my neck again, the familiarity of his thumb sweeping over my pulse, and he smiled. “Baby, one day… soon … you and I are gonna take this further. Maybe you’ll suck my cock, maybe you won’t,

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