Sam Crescent's TINY
Eva stared at him feeling the intensity of his gaze.
Not once had he asked her to stay, and yet she knew it was what he wanted. They
were not good for each other. The last few years had confirmed that for her.
This game they played was only hurting the both of them. One of them needed to
make it stop, and she was going to be the one to do it by leaving. Vegas was
her safety ground. Her father would guarantee it.
“Tiny, I’ve got to go.”
If she didn’t get out of Fort Wills now then she never
would. Eva knew in her heart she would let Tiny walk all over her simply to be
near him. Her love of Tate was nothing compared to the feelings this man evoked
within her. At times she thought she’d drown on her love for him. No man, not
even Gavin, had made her feel this way.
“No, you don’t.” He took a step closer, and now she
had no choice but to back away. His presence alone made her feel like jelly.
She took a step back, but Tiny kept on coming. Eva finally stopped with her
back against the wall. His hands rested on either side of her head. Tiny was
taller than she was, even in her heels. The top of her head reached his chest,
and she had no choice but to look up at him. His dark brown eyes, so like
Tate’s at times, stared down at her. Where Tate’s eyes were filled with
innocence Tiny’s eyes were filled with pain and power. This man knew what he
was doing at all times. He had a past, and it was colorful in a bad way.
“What are you doing?” She wasn’t afraid of Tiny. He’d
done everything he could to protect her over the last few months. She’d been
shot and hurt because of his club. No, Tiny wouldn’t hurt her, but his enemies
would.
“Nothing you don’t want.” He leaned in close. His
breath fanned across her face. She smelled the mints he kept inside his drawer.
Eva kept quiet waiting for his next move. His lips
brushed across hers, and she jerked back. She stopped herself from slamming her
head against the wall. The small touch was like a bolt of lightning through her
body. Her cunt clenched as her nipples hardened becoming attuned to this man
before her. He owned her responses. There was nothing else for her to do other
than let go.
The door to the room was closed, so no one would
interrupt them. No one would dare interrupt them if they saw her enter.
“Open for me,” he said.
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