Chapter 4
Blake
Those meds Wren had suggested ended up working like a damn charm. I could smell her sweetness—berries—and had sucked her scent deep into my lungs as she’d stared up at me with stubborn fire in her eyes that made my d**k hard.
She’d feigned disinterest, pretended I didn’t turn her on, but her body didn’t lie as easily as her lips. Her pulse had thumped in her neck as I’d stepped in close. And those perky n*****s of hers had begged for my fingers and teeth to play with them until she moaned and arched into my touch.
I’d never felt such a power trip, and I wanted more of that s**t. Craved it.
“Well?” Reid asked as I walked into the trailer office and adjusted my junk she’d kicked into full-on f**k mode.
“Says I’m not her type,” I muttered to my best friend and foreman, m
