Boss Without Benefits (The Mcguire Brothers #1) Read Online Lili Valente

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: The Mcguire Brothers Series by Lili Valente
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 60081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
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So, when Drew asks if I’d like to get another roll of quarters and continue our quest to get the ball in the secret trout fishing hole, I shake my head and say, “No, I think I’m ready to head home.” Disappointment flashes in his eyes, giving me the courage to add, “But I have beer in the fridge and three different kinds of pretzels, if you’d like to come watch a movie or something.”

His hands drop to my hips, giving them a squeeze that makes my thighs tingle. “I’d love to come watch a movie and explore your wide variety of pretzels. I have a thing for pretzels…and sexy redheads.”

Now, it’s my turn to bite my lip, and silently celebrate as his focus shifts to my mouth, hunger sparking in his eyes. “Then let’s get going.” I nod to my right. “I’m just down the street, above the taco restaurant.”

He winces. “I’m sorry. I feel the need to apologize to everyone who’s new in town for that name. The owner’s the sweetest old lady, but her English isn’t very good. She has no idea that The Dirty Taco sounds scandalous.”

We start toward the door, waving at the bartender as we go. “No need to apologize. With a town name like Bad Dog, I think people would be understanding about weird names. How did it get called that anyway?”

We step out into the brisk winter wind. He instantly wraps one side of his big coat around me, sheltering me from the cold and giving me the perfect excuse to snuggle closer. “That’s a long story. One better told over pretzels. You have any of the kind filled with peanut butter?”

“I have peanut butter filled, almond butter filled, and the skinny stick kind with lots of salt that are perfect for dipping in hummus.”

He groans low in his throat, and I instantly decide I need to hear him make that sound again. While he’s inside me.

I don’t know when my spicy side got so supercharged, but I’m too weak to fight it. I’m helpless against this man’s sex vibe, a fact I prove when we get back to my place by shutting the apartment door behind us and launching myself into his arms.

Chapter Two

ANDREW MCGUIRE

A man about to reconnect

with his long-dormant wild side…

Her apartment door snicks shut behind us and suddenly Tatum is in my arms with her lips on mine.

I’ve been fascinated by those plush lips since the moment she flashed her crooked smile my way from across the bar. I also indulged a few fantasies of what it would be like to kiss her while we were playing Trout pinball, but every fantasy pales in comparison to the real thing.

This woman is…fire.

She tastes like salt from her dirty martini, wood smoke, and something warm and comforting I can’t quite name. I only know that as I lift her up and her legs go around my waist that the warm and comforting part goes straight to my heart while everything else about this firecracker of a woman surges straight at my dick. The Herculean control I exerted to keep from stabbing her in the back with my erection while we played pinball vanishes.

I’m instantly hard and aching behind the fly of my jeans, groaning into her mouth as I find my way to the living room in the dark. We tumble onto the couch, shedding coats and shoes and then coming back together for an even hotter, deeper kiss.

“I won the sexy fisherman lottery,” she says, her fingernails digging into my shoulders through my flannel.

I smile against her lips. “I’m not a fisherman, but thanks. I’m feeling pretty lucky myself.” I glide my tongue against hers as I squeeze her hip again through her jeans. “I’m obsessed with this part of you,” I say, squeezing again.

“My birthing hips?” she murmurs into my mouth with a husky laugh. “Thanks. My mama always said they’d bring all the boys to the yard. Didn’t happen in high school or community college, but I figured the magic would kick in sooner or later. My mama is always right.”

“So is mine,” I say, thinking of how many times my mother told me not to marry Nicky, even though she was pregnant, and I’d been raised to take responsibility for my actions. But she seemed to know from the get-go that Nicky would leave me high and dry and being married would only make things harder, not easier. I sigh. “It’s the fucking worst.”

Her giggle becomes a swiftly drawn breath as I push her sweater up around her ribs. “It really is. But let’s not talk about our moms, shall we? Let’s talk about other things.”

“Like how much I also enjoy your ass?” I reach around to grip her perfectly round, firm backside and shift lower, bringing my lips to the marble white skin on her stomach. “Or how soft this part is right here?” I kiss the skin right above her belly button, loving the way her breath shudders out and her hips lift closer to my chest, silently asking for more.


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