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Holy shit. Was that only this morning?

It feels like I’ve lived a whole lifetime since then.

CHAPTER 4

SPOOK

Fucking Maverick. He knew what he was doing, pushing me like that. Dirty bastard. Just wait until his woman arrives. I hope she gives him a run for his money. I’ll help her any way I can.

It’s as I’m walking up the steps to my porch that I realize I’m still running a hand over Honor’s luscious ass.

Fuck it. I’m so far gone for this woman, it’s not funny. My head is full of all the dirty things I want to do to her sweet body. But before that, we need a conversation.

Opening the door to my home, I carry Honor over the threshold, and only then, do I allow her to slide down my body.

I do it one achingly slow inch at a time until her toes touch the floor. Attempting to ignoring the way her skirt catches on my jeans, and the length of the smooth silky thigh that’s exposed.

“Christ, you’re beautiful,” I murmur, my hands cupping her neck, my thumbs tilting her face up to mine.

Crystal-blue eyes widen, pupils darkening, and lips that had started to curl into a smile, instead part as she lets out a gasp.

I’ve been patient. I took the teasing, the hounding... now I’m done.

Lowering my head, I take her mouth. My lips close over hers as my tongue sweeps into her mouth, swallowing the whimper that escapes.

Need rolls through me, as I curl one hand around the nape of her neck. The other slides down her back to just above the curve of her ass, pressing her to me so she’s in no doubt how she affects me.

Her fingers tighten on my shoulders, before she slides her hands over them and into my hair, fingers curling tight. Tugging. The small hint of pain breaks through our sensual haze, and I slowly, gently lift my lips from hers, pressing a kiss to the corner of her puffy, pink lips.

I kiss along her cheek to her ear. “I’m still going to give you a week, baby.” I whisper and nip her earlobe. She hisses at the small bite of pain.

“A week to get to know Axle and Angel. A week to know my boys, know me,” I inform her. “You won’t be in my bed, but you will be in my house.”

I lift my head to see if she’s understanding everything I’m laying out. I’m not sure what I expected to see in her eyes, but what I got was heated, blue eyes filled with desire and questions. Questions she doesn’t hesitate to ask.

“Why a week?”

I don’t lie to her when I explain, “Because that’s what I promised myself I’d give you.”

“Oh,” she whispers, eyes wide, cheeks flushed. Fuck me. It was going to be a long week. I wanted to taste every inch of her. I bet her pussy is as sweet as her mouth.

I like sex and before the boys I’d had it regularly. I didn’t have a type. I liked women of all shapes and all sizes, but Honor… there was something about her. And had been from the moment I’d laid my eyes on her.

“You didn’t heed my silent warnings,” I tell her.

She lifts her eyebrows. “I’m not a mind reader you know,” she sasses me.

I narrow my gaze. That sass.

“Careful baby. Sass like that will get you a spanking.” Honor flushes, bites her lip and shivers. “Jesus, baby. You like that idea?”

“Maybe,” she smirks, lowering her lashes. “But you’re making me wait a week. So I guess we’ll both have to wait to find out.”

I bark out a laugh. “Cheeky,” I mutter. “It’s one of the reasons I’m giving you a week. So you can get comfortable, and we can get to know each other. I’m giving you time, baby. You need to listen, and understand the type of man I am.”

When she stays silent, I grip the nape of her neck and tilt her face up to mine.

“You listening, Honor?”