Saint James, Elle - Unbridled and Untangled [The Double Rider Men's Club 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

Saint James, Elle - Unbridled and Untangled [The Double Rider Men's Club 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Free

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Author: Elle Saint James
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    Perched on the edge of her stool, she watched his backside as he walked toward the direction of the bathrooms. Wild thoughts of having her legs wrapped around that spectacular ass as he brought her to repeated gratification drifted through her mind. She took another sip of champagne to cool off. Whew . Her clit literally throbbed with desire. It wouldn’t take much for him to send her over the screaming edge of climax. She hoped he was truly as interested as she was.
    She searched for Laurel as she waited and spied her with the same two men. When their gazes caught, Olivia gave her a smile and a thumbs-up. Laurel nodded, smiled in return, and finally winked once before turning back to the two men who obviously had her enthralled.
    The entrance to the room was on the opposite of where she sat waiting for Wade. When a fast-moving figure approached from that direction, Olivia caught a glimpse of tall, attractive man out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head slightly to get a better look.
    The man moved with supreme authority, and decisive power. He was a man no one would ever dare fuck with unless they wanted their balls handed back to them crushed beyond all recognition. Olivia’s mouth dropped open just watching him stride across the room like he owned the world and everything in it. Damn . Another man she would fight to fuck. Two fine men in a row after a room full of nothing.
    Before he got halfway across the room, his sizzling chocolate gaze captured hers. His direction suddenly shifted toward her instead of the end of the bar. She thought he was about to steal Wade’s seat, right where his bottle of ale waited. But he suddenly sidestepped and slid behind her. He stood next to the barstool on her other side.
    His wide shoulder grazed along her upper body, stopping at her center back as he stood at the edge of the bar. They were connected and she liked it. His fingers tapped the surface as if to expend nervous energy, but she suspected he was never nervous about anything. He was probably just full of powerful and exotic energy. And he didn’t seem to mind resting his shoulder against her back. He didn’t shift away from their warm, solid contact as he waited for the bartender to arrive.
    Olivia leaned back into his shoulder, wondering if he’d suddenly notice that he was touching her. The unyielding connection became even more intense. He didn’t move. Olivia curbed a smile and pushed back harder, wanting to illicit a response from the delicious man behind her.
    The bartender arrived and broke the quiet match of strength she was trying to use to get the stranger’s attention.
    “What can I get you, sir?”
    “Could I get shot of Cuervo Gold? As a matter of fact, make it a double.” His deep voice did nothing to dissuade her from the lust she had for him.
    Olivia felt the warmth of his shoulder continue to seep into the center of her back. After the push-and-resist moment before the bartender arrived, they hadn’t disconnected. She twisted on her stool to face the bar and broke their contact to get a better look at him.
    Close up, he was even more devastatingly handsome than she’d realized. And all she could see was his profile. Did women fall prostrate at his feet on a daily basis?
    Olivia watched as he slammed the double tequila back like a shot of water. He then requested another.
    “Getting ready for the performance?” Olivia asked. She didn’t know why her lips had even moved. Or why her brain thought it was a good time to engage and speak to the striking archangel standing next to her, about to slam down a second double tequila, but hoped she hadn’t just chased him off.
    One side of his perfectly chiseled mouth lifted in amusement. “I’m not performing tonight, but thanks for the vote of confidence.” He drank the second shot as fast as the first.
    “That’s not what I meant.”
    “Oh?” He turned and crowded her. Now she could see his full face and he was blindingly

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