Free Addicted (Outlaws Book 2) by Elle Kennedy Page A

my secrets, and then you can go running back to Connor so he can say ‘good job’ and pat you on the back.”
    Rylan’s jaw tensed.
    Her laughter just pissed him off further. “We both know that’s your agenda.”
    “I’ve had the same agenda since the moment I met you.” He smirked. “Me, you, naked.”
    “Yes, but this time your end goal is more than just a couple of orgasms.” She dropped her hand to her side and stepped back. “And for the sake of argument – even if you weren’t acting as Con’s spy? I still wouldn’t spread my legs for you. You’re trouble, Rylan.”
    He regained his composure, flashing a wicked smile. “Trouble’s fun.”
    “Trouble gets you killed.”
    Before he could blink, her hand snapped out and covered his groin.
    “When I’m around, honey? This stays in your pants. I don’t want it.” She gave him a teasing squeeze and he almost came in her hand. “I don’t need it.”
    “Reese —”
    “Keep me updated on my people’s progress,” she cut in, her voice a cheerful chirp. “I expect daily reports,
gorgeous
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    She squeezed his cock hard enough to make him moan, then released him so abruptly that his dick wept from the loss.
    With a soft laugh, she sauntered off in Sloan’s direction, leaving Rylan cursing after her in frustration.

7
    “Don’t block with your dominant hand. You want to be ready with that right cross even as you’re deflecting my attack,” Lennox explained to the teenage boy he was sparring with.
    After four days of training, Rylan and Pike had decided to split the morning crowd into two groups: one was honing target shooting skills with Rylan, the other learning basic fighting moves under Pike’s tutelage. Lennox had been recruited to help out. He’d been paired with Randy, a sixteen-year-old who hadn’t known not to tuck his thumb into his fist until Lennox showed him the harmful error of his ways.
    “But you came at me from the right,” Randy protested. “My first instinct is to use my right hand to block.”
    “Then you need to develop some new instincts.” Lennox grinned and came at him with his fist again.
    This time Randy used his left forearm to block, but he wasn’t fast enough. Lennox’s fist connected with the kid’s solar plexus, sending him sprawling ass-first on the pavement.
    “Can’t we do this on the grass?” Randy complained. He rubbed his ass as he awkwardly rose to his feet. “The field behind the high school would give me a nice, soft place to land every time you lay me down.”
    Lennox snickered. “Helpful tip: If you find yourself surrounded by bandits or Enforcers, chances are, it won’t be in a fluffy meadow. It’ll be on a supply run or on the road. So get used to cracking your head against the pavement, kid.”
    Grunts, heavy breathing, and the sounds of fists slamming into flesh echoed all around them. Pike and Beckett were working with their own teenage novices; the others had been paired off to practice the blocking techniques Pike and Lennox had demonstrated at the start of the lesson. Jamie had joined the fold too, sparring with Kade about fifty yards away. She was laughing her sexy ass off as she managed to sweep Kade’s legs out from under him for the tenth time in a row.
    Connor was right – Kade definitely needed work if a tiny thing like Jamie could get the best of him.
    Randy followed Lennox’s gaze, then snorted. “I guess I don’t feel so bad anymore,” the teenager remarked. “That guy can’t block for shit either.”
    “Kade’s a city boy. Still has a lot to learn.”
    “What’d he do in the city?”
    “I’m not sure. Never asked him, if I’m being honest. But I assume he was assigned a job like all the other citizens.” Though Lennox wasn’t sure what kind of job Kade would’ve been suited for. The guy didn’t have Xander’s technological prowess, so the tech sector was out. Didn’t seem to have any farming or trade skills, so that was out too. A teacher, maybe?