Free The Beginning—A Duet: Ryder & Two Worlds Colliding by Jani Kay Page B

“I’m guessing your dick must be really small. Cause if you need to give me such a sales pitch, your package is obviously lacking.”
    I threw back my head and roared with laughter. “Oh baby, you have no idea what’s waiting for you. The ride of a lifetime. And a hundred percent money back guarantee if you aren’t satisfied. Only, my guess is you will be begging for seconds.”
    “You don’t listen well do you? I said never . As in N.E.V.E.R.” She snarled, her eyes on fire.
    It wasn’t funny anymore. She was serious. Fuck.
    I grabbed hold of her shoulders. Her eyes snapped to mine. They were burning holes through me. Her body trembled beneath my grip. My insides were churning.
    “You’ll never want another cock once you’ve had mine. And you’ll beg me to fuck you. Long and slow. Hard and fast. Against the wall. In your bed. Anywhere and everywhere. You won’t ever get enough. Your body will respond to me when I just enter the room, quivering for me, your juices flowing the second you know I am near. And I will know you are wet for me before I even touch you.”
    She shook her head, her body shaking with rage. I loved getting this much fire out of her—and I wasn’t even fucking her yet.
    She looked like a wildcat, hissing at me. “Screw you, Ryder Knox. I’ve got news for you. So listen up. I’m going to marry my kinda boyfriend. He’s perfect for me. You and I will never happen. Find some other woman to degrade with your bullshit. It won’t be me .”
    Her fists hammered my chest and she gave an almighty shrug that loosened my grip on her shoulders. My arms dropped to my sides. Stunned, all I could do was stare at her as she stormed off.
    No woman had ever said no to me. Usually they lined up to suck my dick.
    Jade reached the door, stopped and turned back, glaring daggers at me. “Oh. And Ryder? I won’t be doing another inspection. Uncle Eric will arrange for someone else to do it.”
    I sneered. “Suit yourself. There’s plenty of other pussy out there.”
    The door shook as she left. Fuck her.
    Why the hell was I feeling sick to the stomach?

Chapter 17 ~ Ryder
    M y phone buzzed in my pocket. What now? Irritated, I withdrew it and checked for caller id. Max. I hadn’t spoken with my brother in over a year. What the fuck did he want now ?
    “Hey, Max. What's up, brother?”
    “Ryder. I'm good. When are you going to give up that shit in LA and come to work for me in New York? I need you to help me run Grant Global. I could do with a mean motherfucker like you to keep things straight—if you get my drift.” He chuckled softly.
    Since he’d left the club, things had worked out well for the little bastard. Always the fucking golden child, he was adopted by a rich family. The Grants had sent him to a grand school where he really applied himself and came out top of the heap. He changed his surname to theirs—shaking off his past and anything that reminded him of Marianne, and the father who never acknowledged him.
    He was no longer a Knox. Or any part of Jake.
    He was Maxwell Grant. A self made man.
    Little did I know then that Max would be one of America’s greatest philanthropists. He used part of the profits—of the millions of dollars his company made—to rescue homeless boys, and to keep them off the streets. Yet, the irony would always remain that the one boy he could never save, was his own blood.
    Like I’d said, Max was always the smart one. I was proud of the little shit—that he had risen from the ashes and made something of himself. But I'd never tell him that, because then he’d never stop nagging me to leave this life behind and become someone he believed was ‘respectable’.
    On some level, Max understood that the Scorpio Stinger MC was as much my adopted family as what the Grants were his. That didn't stop him from trying though. He was a tenacious asshole. He never gave up when he wanted something—just like me. I had to laugh at that.
    “I know you're busy, so just