บททั้งหมดของ The Devil's Silver (The Road Devils Motorcycle Club 2): บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Almost three hours later, Jo happily looked around her new bright, spacious bedroom. She’d unpacked and fussed and arranged, and now everything was precisely where she wanted it to be. Silver had helped unpack, between setting up the new security codes and cleaning up a few bits and pieces, and then he’d offered to go out and buy her some groceries.She’d stared up at him, her hands full of t-shirts that she was folding and putting in her dresser, stunned at how thoughtful and kind he was being. More and more, the New and Improved Silver was morphing into the Old and Amazing Zeke – and she was liking this transition more and more with every passing moment.“You’d really do that?” she’d asked. “You don’t mind?”“I don’t mind, angel,” he’d said. “Make me a list and I’ll go for you. The last thing you want to think about is hauling ass to the store after you unpack. All’s you’re going to want to do is plunk down in front of the TV and kick back with some junk food.”She’d laughed. “That

Jo stood there holding the bottle of bubble bath in both hands, trying to stop her shaking as her thoughts raced and twisted back on themselves. It was real now, really real: Brian was back in her life, he was in her space, he was watching her. Wolf, Scars, Ice, Silver, all the guys – they were involved now. They were going to look at and talk to and think about her differently.Everything was different and she didn’t want it to be. She wanted things to go back to the way that they were yesterday. Except for this house. She’d definitely want to keep living in Silver’s house. But everything else could be the same.“Uh-huh,” Silver said and she tensed. It was only an ‘uh-huh’ but it sounded ominous. Then again, pretty much anything was going to sound ominous right about now. “I see. Yeah. OK. I’ll do that, Ice. Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure. Every day. Yes, both ways, to and from.” He paused. “End of discussion, I’m doing it. Tell Wolf. Yeah. Yeah. Bye.”He disconnected, set the phone back on th

When Silver had told Jolene that he’d be taking her to and from work every day, it hadn’t occurred to him that he’d have so much damn fun with the woman. OK yes, he knew that he’d enjoy being around her intelligence and warmth, and God knows he’d like looking at her beauty first thing every morning and at the end of every day.What he hadn’t expected was what had happened on the third day that he’d brought her home.On that day, he’d pulled up in front of her house and come in to make sure that everything was OK. As was their established routine, she’d made him a coffee while he’d quickly reviewed the security cam footage from that day, looking for anything weird or unusual. It had been clean and clear, so he’d finished his coffee and was about to head out the door. That was when something different had happened.As it turned out, Jolene was one hell of a cook. She’d told him that her father had taught her, and she loved it. While he’d been sitting in the laundry room off the kitchen,

Without another thought, without any real plan beyond the next two seconds, Silver picked her up and kissed her. Jolene wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing him back like he’d never been kissed in the whole of his life. God, the woman kissed like she lived: honest and hard and open. Not holding a single damn thing back, and not hiding how she felt or what she wanted.When Jolene kissed him, Silver knew her.She pulled back now, that gorgeous wicked glint in those dark eyes, her lips glistening with the wine. “Hi.”“Hey, sweet thing.” He lowered her to the counter, stepped more snugly between her thighs. “How are you doing?”“Awesome.”“Is that so?”“Yep.” She rubbed herself against him and Silver groaned as his cock hardened. “I have a confession, actually.”“Do you now?” he asked as he pulled her hair out of its elastic. “What would that be?”She leaned forward, moved her generous lips to his ear and whispered, “I lost the card game on purpose.”Silver grinned and moved his ow

Silver held her hips tightly as he moved inside Jolene’s lovely, curvy body. He plunged deeper with every thrust, moved deeper into her snug, soaked warmth with every push. He wanted to last, he wanted to have it go on forever, but it wasn’t going to happen. Not with the way that she was moaning and pushing back against him, impaling herself on his cock; not with the way that her hot little pussy tugged and pulled on him, her internal muscles tightening and releasing on him.He lowered himself over her back, his hands clenched into fists on either side of her and digging into the sofa cushions. She whimpered as this new position rubbed his length against her little bud with every slide in and glide out.“Sweet thing,” he muttered into her ear, his movements turning almost savage in their intensity. “You need to come again and you need to do it now. ‘Cause I’m so fucking close, but I’m not going without you.”“Oh,” she gasped, struggling to brace herself up on her hands. “I don’t know