Free Bullet Proof: A MacKenzie Family Novella (The MacKenzie Family) by Avery Flynn

dying to know what rule number two is," she panted, looking at him from beneath her long lashes.
    "You haven't guessed?" He grabbed a condom from the bedside table and rolled it on before joining her on the bed, lying on his back next to her still-panting form. "You come again."
    "I think I'm beginning to like your rules." She rolled over and straddled him, leaning down to kiss him, sucking in his bottom lip. "But I have to warn you I have one of my own."
    She enveloped his cock in her heated center in one slick downward stroke. The sensation of her holding him tight within her core was nearly more than he could take. "What's that?" he managed to get out.
    "No pretending this was the drugs. This has been six months in coming between you and I." She moved her hips in a figure eight that nearly blinded him with pleasure. "We go into this with our eyes open."
    Bianca looked down at him, her long hair tangled around her shoulders and desire hooding her big brown eyes. The soft glow of the light filtering in from the kitchen area emphasized the ebb and flow of her curves as she rocked against him, taking them both higher and closer to heaven than they'd ever get on their own.
    "I won't pretend." He couldn't lie like that, not to her. 
    "Smart man." She increased the speed of her hips, tilting so that her clit rubbed against his pubic bone. "I'm going to come."
    "Don't hold back." He couldn't look away from her. "Don't ever hold back with me."
    She arched her spine and flung her arms back so she balanced with her palms on his shins. The move changed the angle, so the sensitive nerves just inside her entrance rubbed against his cock with each forward and retreat. Wanting to take her higher, he reached lower and circled her clit with his thumb. She tightened around him and he nearly lost it. Holding on to every last bit of self-control he had, he forced himself to ease back from the edge so he didn't fall into the abyss before she came.
    Her legs began to shake and he grabbed her ass, rocking her hard against him until her nails dug into his skin and she screamed out his name. Only then did he let himself go, lifting his hips off the bed and driving into her as deep as he could. Three fast, hard strokes and his balls tightened. The vibrations built in the base of his spine and he made one final thrust before coming with enough intensity to obliterate the rest of the world.
    She collapsed on top of him, her chest heaving in time with his own, and he closed his eyes and tried to catch his own breath. Dangerous? Oh, yes. Taz knew Bianca was fucking deadly to his keep-to-himself way of life. Falling for Bianca was more hazardous to him and the life he'd created for himself than he could wrap his brain around. Even with his brothers, he maintained a distance that wasn't possible with her.
    She pressed up and stared straight into his eyes, as if she could see into his heart, before sliding off him. "Stop thinking. It was just sex."
    He tightened his arms around her and pulled her tight against his side. "Nothing is just anything when it comes to us."
    And that's what it was—us—because he loved her. It hadn't happened overnight and it wasn't a side effect of the Genie's Wish. He'd starting falling for her the moment she walked into Devil's Dip Gym. She'd KO'd him and there was no going back.
     

CHAPTER SEVEN
    Taz was wrong. Bianca closed her eyes and shoved all the niggling doubts into a cold, dark hole in her subconscious. It was just sex. 
    Yeah, and Texas hates high school football, BBQ, and cowboy boots.
    How could she fall for a man who was so much like the old self she was trying to change? The one who only looked out for herself, even if it meant three girls' death. Taz's heart beat steady and strong against her cheek as she skimmed her fingers over his dark, coarse chest hair. His deep breaths calmed her, even as the demons clawed their way to the surface. If she'd only been brave enough, brazen enough, to speak up sooner,