Steele: Into Your Heart (Carolina Bad Boys #3 by Rie Warren Read Free Book Online Page A

her barefoot and . . . no, not pregnant. Jesus Christ .
    Aaand , time for a cold shower and maybe a dose of reality, too. I swooped down for a kiss as I passed her on my way to the vacated bathroom. She gave a startled gasp. Nice . I kept on walking to the sound of her wolf whistle. Guess she liked my ass.
    After a quick rub-a-dub, a tidy of my goatee with the razor, and the tooth-brushing thing, I left the bathroom. I rubbed my hair dry with a towel then tossed it over the door to the lounge. Ashe gave me some kind of look when I wandered around the room, buck-ass naked, looking for some clothes.
    She stopped zipping her boots to stare.
    “What?”
    Her gaze zoomed in on my erect cock, which just made me harder.
    Fact .
    “Oh, that.” I ran a hand through my damp hair and chuckled. “Told ya why last night.”
    “Yes, but you’re not in bed with me now.”
    “Easily fixed.” I pounced on her and tackled her to the mattress.
    She squealed and struggled beneath me.
    Futile .
    “ Now I’m in bed with a beautiful woman.” Leaning over her, I grinned.
    She stopped trying to wriggle away. I ran one arm beneath her neck and lifted her head. Ashe’s sigh melted against my lips before her tongue swirled into my mouth. The kiss was slow, dangerous in its intensity. It went deeper, lasted longer than I’d meant it to.
    When our lips eased apart, our gazes remained locked together. I backed off her with my palms skimming down her body from her shoulders, over her breasts and hips, and from her legs.
    “You took off my shirt.” I frowned. She’d changed into her cut-off one from the night before.
    Ashe reclined on her elbows. “Did you want me to wear it?”
    “Yeah.” Shit. I really did.
    “Okay. I will.”
    I grunted in response, but pleased warmth filled me.
    “But you have to put something on too, you know?” she added.
    “I don’t think me ridin’ down the strip with my dick waving like a flag would be much of a crowd pleaser.” I searched my bag for a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.
    “I beg to differ about that.” Her voice lowered to a husky tone.
    At this rate I’d never lose my erection.
    I dragged on my clothes and boots. She took off her top and replaced it with mine. The flannel looked a million times better on her, especially when she tied the tails a little above the curve of her waist, and unbuttoned it a bit farther down her chest.
    “S’pose you want breakfast now,” I said.
    Grabbing my towel from the door, she twisted it. With a menacing expression, she stalked to me. I didn’t even bother getting away. She whipped out the towel, snapping me on the ass. I caught the end and towed her to me.
    “Was that a no to breakfast?” I asked.
    “Actually, I need to at least change my pants.” She peered up at me.
    “Your hotel?” I all but invited myself along.
    “Come on.”
    I grabbed my room key, chained my wallet to my belt loop, stuffed my phone in my pocket, and made sure to stay a step behind Ashe as we left.
    “You’re walking a little stiffly ,” I mentioned as we approached the elevators.
    She spun around and kept walking. “You’re one to talk.”
    She was right. I hadn’t stopped boning for her yet.
    I stayed on her tail all the way to her hotel, which I noted was also not a Motel 6.
    “Just a quick pit stop,” she assured me as she let me into her room.
    “Right. You forget I have a sister.” I prepared to pace her room while I waited a good solid hour. Maybe I’d break out the Candy Crush.
    Ten minutes later, Ashe reappeared. I’d timed that shit. She was faster at getting ready than any woman I’d ever known. Didn’t cover her face in ten tons of shit, either. ’Course, she didn’t need makeup. She was beautiful just the way she was.
    “Holy crap. You’re done?” Color me fucking flabbergasted.
    “Told you.”
    “What’d you actually do in there?”
    She blushed as she stood in front of me, fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt.
    “Oh. You shaved your