Without Limits: Austin (Rugged Riders Book 4) by Ambrielle Kirk Read Free Book Online

bench.
    “Can you handle business in bed like you used to,” I asked, teasing him with my fingertips. “Or have you lost that touch?”
    “Fuck it,” he growled.
    He slammed his mouth down on mine, devouring me like a man with a relentless craving. I demanded no less from him, meeting his lips and tongue with a passion of my own. He tasted like chocolate and mint. His tongue dove deep and possessed every corner of my mouth. My nails dug deep into the skin on his chest. His hands were on my ass, grinding me into his hard core.
    He tore his lips from mine. “You’re playing with me.”
    “Am I?”
    “I know that look in your eyes.”
    “Do you want to fuck me or not?” I asked.
    “Fuck yeah, I want to.”
    “Then take me home,” I said, un-straddling him and straightening up my skirt.
    Austin wasted no time rising to his feet and adjusting his pants, before taking my hand and leading me toward the parking area where the valet service had taken his car.
    I was extremely aroused. There was no doubt about that. I wanted Austin to take me in a hundred different ways over and over again. On the way to my apartment, I grasped his thighs and even massaged his dick a few times.
    He walked me to the door and I fumbled with my keys. Once I got the door opened, I shoved him back against the wall and kissed him passionately until he was rock hard against my belly again.
    I trembled against him, almost giving in to the need to have his tongue against my pussy and feel his perfectly sized dick thrusting in and out of me again. But I knew what being deprived tasted like and I thought he should share the feeling with me.
    I pressed my hand on his chest. “Thanks for the date and the dinner. Like I said, I’ll pay you back that loan.”
    He frowned, his eyebrows coming together in confusion.
    “Valerie…?”
    “Reconciliation doesn’t have to result in hot makeup sex. You’re forgiven. Good night, Austin,” I said, and then slipped over the threshold pulling the door behind me.
    The door was almost closed before I heard him say, “You’re kidding me, right?”
    “No, I’m not. If you need a reason to run again, here it is.”
    Against my better judgment, I closed the door on his face.

6
    T he next day , it rained buckets for the entire day. Almost non-stop. By the time Monday morning rolled around, the rained still hadn’t let up. It was a bit of blessing in disguise since the number of customer visiting the store remained relatively low. I used that time to catch up with things I didn’t have time to do earlier in the week. The best part of my morning was logging into my bank account to see the deposit had come through for the large wedding party I’d sold dresses to last weekend. From the profits, I was able to cut three separate checks. One to buy more inventory, another to pad the payroll account for my employees, and another paid to the order of Austin Clark. I wasn’t sure if he’d gotten the memo that I’d called or if he’d received my message requesting where to send the check.
    I wasn’t sure until Austin walked into my shop about two minutes to closing like he owned the place. My mouth had already dropped to the floor the moment he reached the counter where I was locking down some contents at the front desk.
    “What are you…?”
    “You called.” He rested an elbow on the counter and glanced throughout the store and then turned his wicked gaze back on me.
    “I did, but that was hours ago,” I said.
    “Was it to apologize?”
    I almost laughed. “For what?”
    He pressed his lips together. “I think you know.”
    This time I did laugh.
    “You think it’s funny that you left me standing at your doorstep with blue balls?”
    “Blue balls,” I exclaimed. “I didn’t know there was such a thing.”
    “That’s what it felt like,” he said.
    “Well, you didn’t have to endure it. You had your hand and I’m sure at this point you could’ve found any woman willing to help you. After all,