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  “No.” She shook her head. “I might have wished you’d gotten here sooner, but having this time to think was good. I needed time to think about whether I could really do this. Be with you with all the secrets and risks that come with your job. I never told you this, but there were a number of nights when I lay awake after you left, wondering if I’d ever see you again.”

  I squeezed her tight, my stomach dropping. Had she decided being with me wasn’t worth all the worry and secrets?

  “I take every precaution. I can’t lie and say what I do isn’t dangerous, but I’m careful. I want to come home to you.”

  “Have you ever thought of giving it up?”

  My whole body tensed. “I can’t. It’s who I am. Who my father was. No one ever just leaves, angel.” Not even the boss.

  She nodded. “That’s what I thought, but I wanted to ask.”

  “My biggest regret about this life is the danger it brings to those closest to me.”

  “And to you,” she reminded me.

  I nodded, although I didn’t matter. She did.

  “You have to take this seriously, Sinclair. Because you have to look after yourself. I want you to come home to me every single time. You understand?”

  The ferocity in her face made my heart beat faster, but it was her words that really caught my attention. “You want me to come home to you?”

  “Of course I do! God, Sinclair, you have my insides tied in knots. I can’t lose anyone else. This last month has been hell. I told myself maybe it was best to just break things off. Because then I would never have to go through the heartache of losing you. But spending just a day without you is too much. I might lose you. I might not. But at least I can spend the days we do have loving you.”

  I took a deep breath. “Nothing is going to happen to me.”

  She placed a finger over my mouth. “No lies, remember? This is important. If you want to put protective measures in place, then we’ll talk about it. No sneaking around behind my back. I want to stay safe, so I’m going to agree to most things.”

  I nodded, hope bubbling away inside me. “If I promise then you’ll move in with me.”

  “Yes.”

  “You’ll marry me?”

  A tear dripped down her face.”

  “Yes.”

  “You’ll love me.”

  “I already do.”

  Darcy

  I watched hope fill his face before he grinned. Why hadn’t I contacted him? I should have. But as time went on, and I hadn’t heard from him, my confidence dropped. Like the sun baking the land, the damage Nick had done had placed cracks in my new-found sense of self-worth.

  I’d started to convince myself he was never coming. That I’d lost him.

  “I’m never giving you up again,” he warned me. “You’re mine now.”

  “All yours.”

  Leaning in, he kissed me gently. Then suddenly he stood. I squealed slightly at the sudden movement, but he merely placed me on the large, plush sofa. Standing over me, he quickly stripped off his shirt then slid off his shoes.

  “I have to have you.”

  I nodded eagerly, anticipation spilling through my blood. Yes. I reached for the bottom of my T-shirt, but he grabbed my hands, shaking his head. “My rules. My pace.”

  My heart beat so hard, I felt dizzy as I pulled my hands away. I watched as he completely stripped. I licked my lips, which felt dry and chapped.

  “Sinclair,” I whispered.

  He grinned. “I’m here, angel.”

  I hungrily drank him in, staring over every inch of that firm body. His hair was rumpled, longer than he usually kept it, and his five o’clock shadow was in danger of becoming a beard. He’d never looked sexier.

  “Sit up,” he ordered.

  Almost as though I was in a dream, I sat. He stepped forward, grasping his cock around the base with his hand. “Suck me.”

  Oh, hell yes.

  I leaned forward and took him into my mouth.

  “Take me deep. Good girl. Pull slowly back, lick me. Yeah, that’s it.”

  His husky voice spurred me on. I reached up to clasp hold of his thighs, steadying myself.

  “Hold my balls in your hand. Easy now, not too hard.”

  They were silky smooth, his skin shaved clean. I cupped them lightly, delicately.

  “Squeeze them a little. Feel them.”

  Tentatively I squeezed as I continued to suck on his firm dick.

  “Angel, that feels so good. Your mouth is silken and hot. So delicious. Take me in quick then back slowly.” His breathing was growing choppier, and pre-cum hit my tongue. I swallowed eagerly.

  “Are you ready for me, Darcy? Are you going to swallow me down?”

  I nodded.

  “Good girl.”

  Those words filled me with warmth.

  “Faster, angel. Faster.”

  He thrust into my mouth and exploded. I swallowed hastily, trying not to miss a single drop.

  “Lick me clean. Good. Very good.”

  I licked my way around his still-firm cock as he murmured encouragement.

  “Enough, angel. I’ll get you some water. When I get back I want to see you lying on the sofa, naked, your legs spread wide.”

  Oh hell.

  Sinclair

  When I returned, she was exactly as I’d ordered her to be. Possessiveness rolled through my body, and I smiled at her. Moving closer, I held the straw to her mouth.

  “It’s just water and ice,” I told her.

  She drank it down eagerly before laying back, watching me with anticipation. “Hands behind your head and keep them there.”

  Quickly, she placed her hands behind her head. “I love it when you obey me so beautifully.”

  “Not always going to happen,” she warned.

  I raised an eyebrow, attempting to look stern. She just grinned. Brat. “Keep those legs spread, I want all of you open to me. This is my body, and I want to explore.”

  I kissed up the inside of one thigh then spread her pussy lips, brushing the tip of my tongue over her clit. Dew glistened on her lips. Oh, she was ready for me. Too bad for her she’d have to wait. I moved on, keeping my smile hidden as she let out a little moan of complaint.

  “Here are the rules. No coming without permission. No touching without permission. And no talking without permission.”

  Her mouth dropped open then closed, a frown pulling at her face.

  “I knew that last would be a challenge for you,” I teased.

  She let out a deep breath, her lips remaining closed. I couldn’t resist. I leaned up and kissed her, slipping my tongue between her lips. She relaxed beneath me, her whole body melting into mine. I teased and played with her tongue until quiet moans of enjoyment escaped her.

  Pulling back, I moved once more to her mound, skimming kisses over it.

  Reaching up, I lightly pinched her nipples, and she arched her back with a cry. “Sinclair!”

  “Uh-uh-uh, no talking. Do I need to gag you?”

  She shook her head, her eyes wide. I didn’t think she was ready for that. I lightly slapped her ass. “You’d best keep quiet then. Pull your legs up to your chest and hold them there. I need to taste you. Remember, no coming without permission.”

  Biting her lip with her teeth, she nodded. Then she raised her legs, displaying her gorgeous pussy.

  “Delicious,” I muttered as I licked at her with light, soft flicks of my tongue. I ran my tongue around her clit. Once. Twice. She shivered, her grip on her legs tight. I continued to play. Teasing her until I knew she was close and then backing away.

  I thrust my tongue deep inside her. I loved the way her silken warmth gripped me. As I pushed my tongue in and out, I reached up and cupped her breasts, running my thumbs over the nipples.

  By the time I was finished playing, her breathing was sharp and fast. Sweat glistened on her skin. My own control was near its end, my need pounding at me.

  “Hands and knees,” I ordered. “Hold ont
o the back of the sofa.”

  Cheeks flushed with arousal, her mouth swollen and red, she shuffled into place. I knelt behind her and kissed my way down her spine. Cupping her ass cheeks, I pulled them apart.

  “Sinclair!” she yelled as I licked between her lower cheeks.

  Pulling back, I gave her two hard smacks on the ass. “Naughty girl.”

  “Oh, God. Oh, shit. You can’t do that!”

  “What? Spank you?”

  “Lick me!” She glared at me over her shoulder.

  “Really? I thought you liked it.”

  “Not there!”

  “Ever tried it?” I asked her.

  Eyes wide, she stared down at me. “No.”

  “Then how do you know if you’ll like it or not. Let me play. You don’t like it, we’ll never do it again.”

  She turned and leaned her forehead against the back of the sofa. “All right.”

  I grinned and gave her another couple of smacks on her ass.

  “Hey!” she protested.

  “You never said you didn’t like a spanking.”

  “You’re terrible.”

  “Terribly good.”

  She snorted. I pulled her cheeks apart before she could rethink her acquiescence then leaned in and ran my tongue over her asshole. It puckered, her body tensing. But as I slowly played, kissing each cheek, squeezing her ass with my hands, she finally relaxed into the pleasure.

  I stood and leaned against her. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I whispered in her ear.

  Darcy

  Wasn’t so bad? It’d been incredible. So hot that at one point I actually thought I’d forgotten to breathe. I shook my head as he kissed down my neck. I didn’t know how much more I could stand, though. I was close to coming, and his dictate to wait was being pushed further and further from my mind.

  He brushed his cock against my pussy, back and forth, the tip hitting against my clit. Not enough to send me over, but just enough to keep me riding the edge. I whimpered as he slowly entered me, inch by inch.

  “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of the feel of you around me,” he whispered. He thrust back and forth. Faster and faster. Reaching down, he tapped my clit with his finger.

  I cried out. I needed to come. I needed it so badly.

  “You can come, angel. Come now.”

  I screamed. I arched my back and thrust forward as I shook my way through the storm of my orgasm. Sinclair let out a loud groan behind me as he followed me over, his body slumping against mine, hot and heavy and delicious.

  If I could have stayed that way forever, I might have. But he soon moved, pulling away from me. Standing, he drew me up into his arms.

  “Come on, angel. Time for a bath.”

  “Are we going back to your place tonight?” I asked with a yawn.

  “Tomorrow,” he told me.

  “You should really let me walk,” I told him as he started up the stairs.

  “Why? You’re light as a feather.”

  “There goes another one of those lines. You’re such a charmer.”

  “Only for you, angel. The woman I love.”

  I smiled up at him. “I love you too.”

  I hope you enjoyed Sinclair! Read on for the blurb from Luke, next in the Bad Boys of WildeSide series.

  Laylah xo

  Luke

  Luke Carlson swore he’d never set foot back on Baton Ranch. Not while his father was alive. Then the old bastard has passes away. Luke thought he’d be happy or at least have some closure. But his father’s death is the catalyst that sends his whole family into a dark hole of secrets and regrets.

  Ali Morrow has always loved Luke, ever since she was a little girl. Too bad he sees her more as a sister than a girlfriend. Not that she could blame him, she wasn’t exactly his type, and her crippling shyness and painful past keep her isolated and lonely.

  But coming back to Baton Ranch has made Luke re-evaluate his life and the people he chooses to have in it and a certain shy little writer with a heart of gold might be just what is needed to help him heal past pain. If only he can get past the barriers, she puts in his path.

  Secrets come to light, and the past comes back to haunt them all. Ali will do anything for the Carlson brothers. And it turns out, she just might have to.

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