Sexy Bastards Anthology: Bad Boy, Biker, Alpha, Motorcycle Club, Contemporary Romance Collection

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Book: Sexy Bastards Anthology: Bad Boy, Biker, Alpha, Motorcycle Club, Contemporary Romance Collection Read Free
Author: Lexy Timms
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standing there, as if he’d conjured her up just by thinking of her.
    “Hey, you,” she murmured, her voice husky and trembling.
    Fuck.
    Mike’s tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth as his brain tried to catch up with what he was seeing.
    Little Kitty Pepper, the ginger girl next door.
    The ginger girl he’d spent the past fifteen years teasing mercilessly just for kicks.
    The ginger girl who had somehow morphed into the smoking hot woman standing in his foyer wearing only a cleavage-baring trench coat and a shaky smile.
    His pulse kicked into overdrive, sending an unwanted shaft of need through him even as confusion clouded his mind.
    What was she doing here? And why was she talking to him so sweetly?
    He was still trying to untangle that mess when she stepped closer and pressed her soft lips to his.
    The reaction was instant and all consuming. Like she’d lit a match and set him on fire. His brain sizzled to a stop and pure instinct took over. What did it matter why she’d come? She was here now. And apparently, she wanted him.
    The exhaustion and aches from the day of hard labor vanished in an instant.
    His arms snaked around her trim waist and he jerked her closer, suddenly desperate to feel her curves crushed against him. He slanted his mouth more tightly to hers, sliding his tongue between her lips, and she parted them with a moan low in her throat.
    She was all mint and heat and softness and he let his hands drift lower to grip those rounded hips. And even then, he was totally unprepared for it when she rolled those hips against him, grinding her pubic bone into his swollen shaft.
    Another hot rush of blood drained south and he made one last grasp for common sense.
    This was wrong. He might be a cocky son of a bitch in need of an attitude adjustment, but the last time he checked, he had some morals. He drew the line at sleeping with women who didn’t know the score. Clearly, she was out of her depth here, and primed for regrets.
    Hell, she didn’t even like him most of the time.
    Maybe she was drunk?
    That only made it worse. He might tease her, but he they’d known each other since they were kids and he would never want to take advantage of her that way.
    Just when he worked up the strength to push her away, she stepped back on her own. Her glittering blue eyes never left his as she reached down to the belt still loosely knotted at her waist and tugged, letting the coat fall open to reveal what it had been hiding.
    And, damn, was it good.
    Some sort of bustier, heart-shaped contraption clung to every curve, leading to a V right above her belly button that pointed down to a teensy pair of panties that looked like they were made of the same material fairy wings were made out of.
    One thing was for damned sure.
    Little Kitty Pepper was all woman now.
    She sucked in a shuddering breath and her full, firm breasts threatened to spill over the top.
    God, give me strength.
    He clenched his fists at his side and called on every ounce of self-discipline in his notoriously undisciplined mind.
    “Ah, shit. Kitty, look--”
    “No!” She wet her lips and stepped closer, the flush on her cheeks giving her that freshly-loved look that made his already iron hard erection even harder. “Please don’t say anything. Just let me…”
    Her husky voice trailed off as she straightened her shoulders and rolled up onto her toes. The scent of cookies washed over him and he swallowed a groan.
    Leave it to Kitty to pick the one scent no man in the world would find sexy as the frontrunner for her big seduction.
    Only—damn it to hell—it was sexy.
    On her.
    And why was that? She was like an annoying kid sister to him.
    Was being the operative word. But in the past few weeks, he’d started to realize she wasn’t a kid anymore, which only irritated him more. Now here she was, twenty-five and half-naked, bent on seduction.
    She pressed against him harder, peppering his jaw with awkward but enthusiastic kisses and pushing him

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