Hunter (The Untouchables MC #6) Read Online Joanna Blake

Categories Genre: MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Untouchables MC Series by Joanna Blake
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Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
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I pushed myself away from the counter, not caring if it was rude. I just wanted to get some space from this man. He was making me uncomfortable.

And the kitchen was definitely feeling overheated!

"Hunter."

I stopped at the deep, rough silk sound of his voice. He really should get a job working in coffee commercials. If you couldn't see him, that voice would sound sensuous. Comforting somehow.

"What?"

"It's just Hunter."

Now it was my turn to smirk.

"Oh, really? Like Madonna?"

He scowled at me slightly. Ding, ding, ding! Score one for Team Claire! Gran covered up the uncomfortable silence.

"Now, Claire, you sit down and have a snack. Girl doesn't eat half enough, I tell you."

Hunter dragged his eyes down my body again. Slowly. I cringed, almost feeling his eyes on my skin. He paused at my breasts on the way down and between my legs again on the way up. I was frozen, shocked at his forwardness. My face felt like it was actually aflame by the time his eyes met mine again.

"She looks all right to me."

All right? ALL RIGHT?

My feminine pride took immediate offense to that. First, he eye fucks me, then he insults me? Not to mention, I knew he was lying.

I'd had doctors chasing after me from the first day of my residency. Mostly married doctors, which I was repulsed by. But still. I was asked out by someone on a daily basis. Doctors, patients, deliverymen, strangers, you name it.

And Mr. Eye-Fucker Extraordinaire thought I looked all right?

I narrowed my eyes and opened my mouth to lambast the idiot. Gran must have sensed my mood because she closed her hand over my shoulder and hastened me out of the room.

"Okay, Claire Bear, maybe you do need to unpack after all. Go on now."

I turned and left, vowing not to give the bastard a second thought.

Chapter Five

Hunter

Hot damn, that was a fine looking woman. Probably the finest I’d ever seen. Definitely the finest, I thought as she walked away.

A fine looking woman and also a right pain in the ass.

I felt something unfamiliar sweep through me as I stared at her stiff back and gorgeous legs. It was hard not to imagine grabbing that unstoppable ass as she powered out of the kitchen looking good enough to eat.

I watched as my sweet elderly neighbor bustled her bratty granddaughter out of the kitchen. After everything I'd heard about the girl over the past few months, I'd been expecting a plain-faced saint. Or an angel.

But Claire was no angel.

She might look like one, but her temperament was more that of a devil.

But her eyes, her eyes were something else entirely. Smart. Whiplash smart. Sexy. But innocent, with the puritanical zeal of a preacher’s wife.

Not our Preacher’s wife, but still.

Damn. What the hell had I gotten myself into? And I was into something, like it or not. It wasn't just sparks that were flying between us.

It was great big giant fucking lightning bolts.

Best to walk away before I got in too deep. Keep my distance. Because a woman like Claire wasn’t a club girl you could tumble and forget. A girl like her would get under your skin. She was old lady material. She was Wifey with a capital ‘W’.

If I were smart, I would walk away. Hell, I might have to move away. I should wash my hands of her, once and for all.

Immediately, the thought of what to do with those clean hands turned into a vision of exploring Claire's hot little body. Taking my time. Making her squeal with pleasure.

Making her beg me to do all kinds of filthy, naughty things to her.

Of course, I'd have to get past her defenses first. And the prickly little miss had NORAD level defenses. If I hadn’t seen the few missing links in her armor, I might not have known she was feeling it, too.

I’d never bothered to try to get a woman before. And I’d never smelled danger like this before. Not even overseas.

But those eyes, man. Jesus. Huge, thick lashes, bright blue stars throwing daggers at me. And the color. I'd never seen anything like it. Beauty wasn't everything, though. The girl might be as smart as a whip, but she was also as cantankerous as a mule.

She certainly didn't care for me. She clearly did not approve of the outlaw biker lifestyle. No matter what the sight of that tight little body was making me want to do to her. With her. But I never messed around with girls that innocent, educated or not. No matter if I knew the sex would be explosive.

She had no idea the filthy things I wanted to do to her. The girl would flip a switch if she had even a hint of the images going through my mind. Come to think of it, I would like to watch her pop off. She’d been holding back for her granny’s sake. I’d love to see her really let loose.



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