Tempting Enemy (Beckham Dynasty #1) Read Online M. Robinson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, Forbidden, MC, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Beckham Dynasty Series by M. Robinson
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 80261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
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“Yeah.”

I pulled back my aim, hitting the white ball as hard as I could, but my ball skidded off the pool stick, and I didn’t hit anything.

“That was pathetic. Were you even trying?”

“Hey! That’s not very encouraging.”

“You’re right. Where are my manners? Let me help you.” He quickly stepped behind me and molded the front of his body to the back of mine.

“That better be your cellphone that’s digging into my ass, Taz.”

“Baby, you can call it whatever you want.”

“Taz!”

“All right, all right, I’m kidding. Don’t get your panties in a bunch.” With his right hand, he grabbed mine that was now holding the pool stick the right way. While the other hand gripped onto my hip. “You need to be one with the game, Haven. Do you feel that?”

“I don’t know, I thought it was your cellphone but now I’m not so sure.”

He chuckled. “You need to loosen up. You’re too stiff. You’re playing a game of pool, not about to be fucked in the ass. Relax.”

I glanced at him, our lips getting closer to one another.

“I am relaxed.”

“This is your relaxed? How about you shake out the nerves?”

I wiggled my body.

“Do that again, except this time squirm a little to the left.”

“Taz!”

“I love it when you scream my name.”

I giggled.

Oh my God.

At least he was making my horrible day a little bit better. Hayes definitely put me through the wringer. I didn’t remember the last time I cleaned this much. I needed this job. I had to hold out that he’d eventually let me wait on some tables.

I could have gone to Billy and complained. I was positive he’d put Hayes in his place. However, I wanted to do it on my own. Prove to him it didn’t matter what punishment he gave me. I’d beat him at his own game.

As much as I wanted to stop thinking about him, I couldn’t. The entire day I thought about how much I craved to strangle him. Especially after I cleaned the fifth toilet of the day. The hours were dragging but flying by at the same time. My hatred for him only grew as the minutes carried on. It was the motivation I needed to put up with his endless antics.

My glance caught Billy’s. He was sitting at the stand behind the pool table with a bunch of bikers. They were taking shots, shooting the shit. When his stare caught mine, he lifted his glass at me.

I smiled in response.

After slamming the shot down onto the table in front of him, he chucked it down in one swig while the bikers hooted and hollered. A bunch of barely clothed women circled around them, fawning over their every word.

My gaze moved to Cove. She was playing darts with the guy I briefly met last weekend.

“Hey,” Taz rasped into my ear, stirring tingles down my spine. “Where did you go?”

“I’m here.”

“Okay, we’re going to do this together. You ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

In one fluid motion, he rocked his hips into my ass and shot the stick straight into the balls. Hitting three solids into different holes.

“Ahhh!” I shrieked in excitement.

“We make a good team.”

“We did it!” I instantly turned around, jumping into his arms. Taz didn’t waver, lifting me up off the ground to sit me on the edge of the pool table and stand in between my legs.

Was he going to kiss me?

“That’s my girl.”

“Your girl?” I questioned, caught off guard.

“You want to be my old lady?”

“What does that mean?”

“You want to be mine?”

I swallowed hard, opening my mouth to respond, but I was cut off.

It was like I felt him from across the room. I didn’t have to look. My gaze just intuitively found Hayes’s furious one.

Staring. Right. At. Us.

He must have just entered the bar from wherever he disappeared to since he was standing near the door, wearing a black leather jacket on top of his signature black muscle shirt, ripped jeans and combat boots. There was a black beanie on his head, making him look every bit the bad boy he was. I’d never been more attracted to him than I was in that moment.

There was this karmic energy that immediately shifted in the air as if we were the only two people in the room.

I swallowed hard again. My mouth suddenly got dry while my heart began hammering against my chest. I couldn’t believe this was happening between us and I didn’t want to let it go.

Not for one second.

There was something about the way he was staring at me making my body explode with this urgency to want to feel him against me in any way I could. Seeing him in this way only triggered my ache to see how far I could take this.

Wrapping my arms around Taz’s neck, I skimmed my lips across his cheek.


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