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Billionaire Untamed ~ Tate (Billionaire's Obsession #7) Page 4
Author: J.S. Scott

Me?

His grin grew even larger as he walked out of the bar. She had walked away from him quite easily, never looking back, and that intrigued him. It made him all the more determined to know her…and to fuck her.

I lied when I said I didn’t want to fuck her. He did want her…had wanted her since the moment he saw her tripping out of the elevator.

It had been a long time since he’d desired a woman like he wanted Lara—since way before his accident. His cock had been as hard as a rock from the minute he caught a glimpse of her, and his blatant arousal wasn’t going away. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair, soulful brown eyes that seemed to hide a thousand secrets, a gorgeous body that he itched to explore. Her slender legs seemed to go on forever, and there was nothing he wanted more than to have them wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her. They would both be left sated and satisfied.

It had taken all the strength he had not to wrap those silken strands of hair around his hand and taste those plump, gorgeous lips of hers right here in the bar.

But I will taste her. Soon.

She might not land in his bed tonight, but Tate could wait. He was an expert at waiting, picking exactly the right moment to act. She’d definitely be worth it.

I need to find out more about Lara from the East Coast with a stressful job and an asshole for an ex-boyfriend.

That was all he knew about the woman who had aroused his interest and his cock, except for the fact that she was a guest at the resort, but it didn’t matter. He owned part of the resort, so getting access to her information wasn’t a problem. Hell, getting any information about her wasn’t an issue. All it would take was a phone call.

He planned his strategy as he made his way to the reception desk to learn whatever he could about the woman who had brought his libido back with a vengeance.

It had been so long since any woman had awakened his interest, much less his cock, and they both felt pretty damn good. Lara stimulated both, and he knew no other woman was going to do for him now that he’d met her. He wanted her, and he was going to get her, even if he had to play dirty. It had been too damn long since he’d scratched that itch, and now that a woman had brought back his desire for carnal pleasure, he wasn’t letting her get away. She wanted him, too. He could sense it. But something held her back. It wasn’t a game for her, and she wasn’t playing hard to get. She’d truly meant to give him the cold shoulder, ignore him.

Not. Happening.

Tate shot a killer smile at the hotel receptionist and moved behind the counter to access the computer for the resort.

Tate didn’t accept failure well. Never had. He’d have a plan in place before the night was over, his sole objective to get Lara into his bed as soon as possible.

If her heart was really broken, he’d fix it in the most pleasurable way imaginable.

Lara let out an audible yawn as she took the separate elevator from her room that led to the resort gym the next morning. Her stomach rumbled for her breakfast. She’d managed to get into the town of Rocky Springs the night before and found a small family restaurant. The two double bacon cheeseburgers and chili cheese fries she’d consumed last night had worn off, and she was starving.

Workout first.

In a pair of black yoga pants and a gray T-shirt, her hair confined in a ponytail at the back of her head, she was ready to get her workout done quickly. She slugged down the last of her coffee that she’d made in the room and dropped the cup into a trashcan outside the gym. It was early morning, and she expected the gym to be deserted like it had been yesterday morning.

She was wrong.

The door was propped open, and Lara peeked into the large gym, surprised to see a young couple on the large, padded mat in the middle of the room. The brownish-haired man was tall and slender, sporting a white judo gi with a black belt cinched around his waist. The female, dressed similarly to Lara, she recognized as Chloe Colter.

Lara moved closer to the door as she heard the sound of distress in Chloe’s voice. “James, you’re hurting me.”

The man had a hold on the smaller woman’s wrist as he said arrogantly, “You said you wanted to share some of my interests, Chloe. Martial arts require some pain and discipline.”

Lara rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth as she watched him deliberately twist the woman’s wrist in the guise of showing her some moves. The bastard apparently enjoyed his sadistic twist to teaching—something that was obviously apparent to Lara that he wasn’t even qualified to do. He tossed Chloe to the ground with more force than necessary without giving her a reason, or actually teaching her anything.

The bastard just enjoys hurting her. He’s not teaching Chloe a damn thing except pain. The asshole must have a mail-order black belt.

Chloe yelped. “We have to stop. I hurt my back. I don’t understand how to do this.”

Understandable, considering the asshole teaching her wasn’t really instructing. He was punishing.

“Get up, Chloe. You’ll hurt more than once before you understand,” the man said impatiently. He practically yanked Chloe’s arm out of the socket as he forced her to stand. “You said you wanted to lose some of that fat off your body before we get married.”

Lara flinched. Oh, God. This was Chloe Colter’s fiancé? Unbelievable! He was a major jerk.

“I do want to lose some weight,” Chloe answered dejectedly, a hand to her sore back.

Lara watched in horror as the tall man tossed Chloe again, harder this time.

“Ouch!” Chloe’s outcry was one of real pain. “James, I can’t do this.”

As Chloe’s fiancé reached for the smaller woman’s arm again, Lara exploded into action. The guy was a damn sadist. Chloe Colter wasn’t fat, and her fiancé was a pain-loving bully. What the hell was she doing with a jackass like him? Not only was Chloe pretty, but she was also rich and educated.

Lara hastened to the mat and gently helped Chloe up. “You can watch,” she whispered to the dark-haired woman as she steered her away from the mat and off to the side. “Teaching shouldn’t be painful,” she said in a louder voice. “And you should learn something every time you’re bested. A good instructor will start with the basics, and it shouldn’t be horribly uncomfortable.” She wanted James to hear her last statements, and she let her disdain for the teaching techniques of the man on the mat leak into her voice.

“Who in the hell are you?” His voice was angry and arrogant.

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