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Jesse Carter is crass, foul mouthed and paired with his dangerous body and the fact he is in a biker gang, the man is serious bad-boy territory.
Jesse Carter is dangerous. His words are his weapons, and when up against him, I’m left unarmed.
“Tell him you’re gonna need your V card back. You’ve turned into a whiney, gushy lame woman.”
“Okay, now go to sleep.” The order is firm, strong, and I love it.
“See that you make me want to be different. You make me need you,”
It’s not the first time I’ve seen him naked, but I still take a minute to appreciate the view. “You keep staring at me like that, I won’t be able to control myself.” Jesse’s voice breaks my stare. I look up at him, realizing I’ve been caught.
“You fucking love her.” Jackson’s accusation is the first words spoken after the girls leave. The wind gets knocked out of me for a second and I give myself a moment before answering.
“You’ve got five seconds to remove your fucking hands off my woman, or I’ll break every one of your fucking fingers.”
Forgiveness isn’t about the person asking to be forgiven; it’s about allowing yourself permission to stop hurting.
We’re family. Not by blood but by love. And sometimes those families are stronger.
“I’ll give you time. I’ll fucking count the seconds, the minutes, the hours until I can prove you’ll be safe with me. But I’m fighting for both of us, baby.”
“You ever think about having another man’s cock near your pussy, my pussy, I’ll tie you to my bed and keep you there for a week to remind you who you belong to. You understand me?”
A growl erupts from my throat in frustration.
