Jailbait (Souls Chapel Revenants MC #3) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Souls Chapel Revenants MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69785 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
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There was an unusually long pause before someone finally came on the line.

“Collect call from Foster County Jail,” a monotone voice said. “Do you accept charges?”

“Yes,” the woman at my side said, sitting up and reaching for a notepad that was on the bedside table, and a pen that was even farther than that next to it on the floor.

We’d been a bit exuberant earlier, and her place was a mess.

Hell, even the lampshade was off the lamp.

“This is Robert Kaft with the Folsom County Sheriff’s Department,” a deep, raspy voice said, making me frown. “I have a suspect here requesting legal counsel.”

Swayze took a deep, long sip of her beer before saying, “I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

Then she was hanging up, tossing her phone down onto the bed, and taking another sip of beer. Then she continued to read as if she didn’t have someone waiting at the jail for her.

I thought it was the sexiest thing that I’d ever seen.

“You gonna go there after you finish that beer?” I asked curiously.

She jolted, spilling beer on the t-shirt of mine that she was still wearing.

The move also caused the shirt that was covering her backside to ride up, revealing her ass and nothing else. She had forgotten her panties.

My eyes automatically zeroed in on her butt.

God, what a nice ass she had.

She reached forward and placed her beer mug on the nightstand and then turned over onto her back and glared at me as she held the t-shirt away from her chest.

“I was going to finish my chapter.” She paused. “I’m at the end of the book, though. What I’d really like to do is finish the entire thing. But that would be mean on my end, so I thought the chapter would be a better decision.”

I grinned. “What about if we do something else for those couple of minutes you would be reading.”

“I don’t have that much time,” she teased.

“Not even five minutes?” I asked, prowling toward her.

She grinned and widened her thighs, showing me that she was very much naked underneath that t-shirt of mine.

I dropped my cell phone onto the bed beside her foot, then slowly moved my hands to the button of my jeans. Eyes on her, I unzipped, unbuttoned, and untucked.

Her eyes widened at the way my cock was already hard for her.

“Do you just stay like that?” she asked curiously. “Isn’t that an affliction?”

I grinned and leaned down, grabbing her good foot and yanking her toward me.

She came with a squeal of delight, and bonus points, her shirt rucked up underneath her armpits as I did it, causing her breasts to spill out for my viewing pleasure.

I growled and put a knee on the bed, then fisted my cock before dragging it through her folds.

It didn’t take much to coat my cock in her wetness. She was already ready for me, and likely had been for some time.

“You thinking about me?” I asked, notching the head of my cock at her entrance.

Her breath hitched.

“I’m reading a good book,” she groaned. “There’s another woman, a good friend, that the heroine finds out that the hero slept with while they were separated for years. The other woman never lets the heroine forget it, either. So the hero finds out because he hears them fighting about it. He’s ready to kick her ass to the curb and never allow her in his life in any capacity. But the heroine convinces the man to do everything to her that he’s ever wanted to do to her, and make the other woman hear every sordid detail of their coupling. So he does, and they do naughty, naughty things together.”

“So not about me at all,” I teased as I dropped down and pushed into her a little more.

Her breath hitched.

“Yeah,” she breathed. “Kind of. I was thinking about you and our separation. How sad I would’ve been if you’d moved on while I was on the inside and you were in my position.”

I studied her eyes as I pushed in all the way to the hilt.

“I would’ve never allowed you to make that decision that I made for you,” I said softly. “I’d have taken the blame in a heartbeat. You’d have never, not ever, seen the likes of a jail cell as long as I had breath in my body.”

Her eyes filled with sorrow. “I wish I could’ve done that for you.”

I’m glad that she couldn’t.

I was also glad that our roles hadn’t been reversed.

That the things that had happened had led me to where I was today.

Twelve years was worth it as long as it meant that my girl was happy and healthy and alive.

“I’m an awful person, baby,” I said, letting her see the sincerity in my eyes. “For twelve years, I’ve blamed you. But, honey, you did nothing wrong. You were the one unconscious on the floor. I was the one that lost control. I should’ve never, not ever, been in that position in the first place. I should’ve gotten him off of you and called the cops. I didn’t. I chose to beat him like that, and he deserved every single fuckin’ hit to the face. I should be apologizing to you for the way that I acted all these years. And the way that I told you to stay away when I first found out that you were close to me. Needless to say, I didn’t handle things anywhere near as well as I should have.”


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