Pretty Baby [Wolf Creek Pack 7] Read Free Page B

get to the father type of things. The moment it was over, the man pretty much forgot that Elliot existed. Elliot’s father never let him forget that he’d been used either.
    “Tommy, have you ever heard of Spence Corp?” Elliot asked quietly, holding his breath as he waited for Tommy’s response.
    “No, should I have?”
    “You’ve never invested money before?”
    Tommy shook his head. “I bought a house a couple of years back but I went through the bank here in town for my home loan. Does that count?”
    Elliot grinned. “Yes, that counts.”
    “Spence Corp,” Tommy said, “as in Spencer Corporation? Any relation to Elliot Spencer?”
    Damn! Elliot cringed. “My father’s company.”
    “Cool, my father is the mayor of Wolf Creek.” Tommy shrugged. “I think local government is kind of a family thing. My brother, Joe, is the local sheriff and my cousin Robby is a deputy.”
    “And you didn’t go into the family business because…?” Elliot felt Tommy’s chuckle as if the man was pressed against him. He shivered in response. The man was just too luscious for his own good, or Elliot’s.
    “My bad boy reputation didn’t mix well with law enforcement.”
    “Yeah, I can see that.” Elliot grinned as he looked over the large muscled man sitting next to him. The tribal tattoo around one thick arm and the bald head gave Tommy an air of danger. Add in the tight black cotton shirt, the tight jeans, and the black boots and the man was definitely a bad boy.
    Elliot leaned over and licked the dark tribal tattoo on Tommy’s right bicep. He giggled when he felt the car swerve just a bit. “I like bad boys, lover. They are very hot. They know all kinds of nasty things people can do together. Do you like nasty things, Tommy? Regular sex has its place but being pushed up against a wall while a bad boy has his di—”
    Elliot’s eyes widened when Tommy growled and slapped a hand over his mouth. He knew he’d been talking dirty and not everyone liked that, but he figured Tommy might if he was a self professed bad boy. Maybe Elliot was wrong.
    “The only thing I want to hear come out of your mouth right now, pretty baby,” Tommy said, “is the groans and moans you make while you get yourself ready for me. Is that understood?”
    Elliot nodded, excitement filling him at the feral glare Tommy shot in his direction. Tommy wasn’t mad, he was aroused, which was exactly where Elliot wanted him. Well, Elliot wanted the big man between his legs but he knew that was coming soon enough.
    “You can hold on to the condom. I’ll hold onto the lube because we’re going to need both if you’re going to fuck me against the wall, and I’m really looking forward to you fucking me against the wall. I don’t think I’ve thought of anything else since you sat me in your lap at the bar.”
    Elliot grabbed the condom and bottle of lube he’d dropped on the seat earlier. He held the condom out to Tommy, waiting until the man took it and shoved it in his pocket, then opened the bottle of lube.
    He pushed his boxers and pants down to his knees and spread his legs. As he started to scoot down in his seat, a sudden thought entered Elliot’s head. He glanced over at Tommy, curiously.
    “Do you want to watch because I know I like to watch? It’s very arousing, don’t you think? I could lean back against the door if you wanted or even turn over onto my hands and knees, whichever you prefer? I’m okay with either and—”
    “Elliot!”
    “What?” Elliot blinked at the barely controlled… well, he didn’t think it was rage because he didn’t think Tommy was angry, but…
    “Stop talking about it and just do it!” Tommy snapped. Elliot’s eyes widened when he heard Tommy’s knuckles crack around the steering wheel. Maybe Tommy was angry. “You have about three minutes to get yourself ready before we reach my house and I’m not waiting once we get there.”
    Elliot inhaled deeply as arousal suddenly swamped him. He