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Chapter 18. Gwen’s Temptation
The knocking turned to pounding, like she was trying to break the door down.“Come on, Coyote, we need to talk!”He shut his eyes and prayed she’d take the hint and leave. He wasn’t in the mood, not tonight, not after what happened last night.Then, silence. For a moment, he dared to believe she’d given up.He was wrong.His phone rang, Gwen’s name flashing on the screen. He declined the call. Seconds later, he spotted her standing outside his glass window. She pulled a lipstick from her bag and scribbled something across the glass.Coyote stepped closer to read it:“If you don't open the door so we can talk, I’ll sleep on your doorstep in this cold night.”A frustrated groan escaped his lips. She was impossible, but he couldn't leave her out there all night. His conscience wouldn’t let him.He got up and opened the door. “Gwen, what do you want?”Gwen, already lying dramatically on his doormat, stood up with a triumphant smile. “I knew you were in there.”Coyote sighed, rubbing the b
Chapter 17. Last Day At The Autoshop II
How the hell could he tell? Coyote hesitated, weighing his response, but before he could say a word, Jax burst out laughing.“Oh my God, you did fuck her.”“Jesus Christ! I didn’t even say anything,” Coyote said, stunned.Jax smirked. “Didn’t have to. You paused for a while after I asked, and you made that face you usually make when you’re about to lie.”[Man! This your friend knows you very well.]“We’ve been friends since childhood, of course he knows me,” Coyote responded silently to the System.[So... he might be the first person to figure out I’m in your head?]Coyote was about to respond when Jax unknowingly cut in.“So tell me, what was it like fucking billionaire pussy?” Jax asked, winking, clearly giddy for the details.Coyote smirked. “Come on, dude, you know I don’t kiss and tell—though there was very little kissing going on between her and I this morning.”Jax beamed and shook his hand. “That’s how it’s supposed to be, bro. Wear that pussy out.”They both laughed. Coyote p
Chapter 16. Last Day At The Autoshop R18
Coyote’s eyes met hers, unwavering. For a moment, he stood frozen, caught off guard. He didn’t know what to say, didn’t even know where to start. But one thing was certain—he couldn’t tell her the truth. Not now. Not ever.“Come on! Tell me. Are you a mutant or some supernatural creature?” Isabella asked, stepping closer to him. Her approach was strategic, closing the space between them, pressing in on his thoughts. She was trying to catch him off guard—control the conversation before he had a chance to dodge it.Coyote gave her a sly smile. “Would you still want me to take you from behind if I was any of the things you just mentioned?”Before she could answer, he spun her gently around, her back against his groin. He pressed his growing hardness against her butt, and she let out a soft moan, breath hitching. He leaned close, lips brushing the shell of her ear.“Would it really matter, if I can take you from this position and work your gorgeous body like no one ever has?”She quivered
Chapter 15. Can You Handle Me II R18
Coyote began to increase the pace of his thrusts gradually. He lifted her legs, placing them on his shoulders, adjusting the angle so he could drive into her deeper, smoother. Isabella’s southie was dripping like a faucet, soaking the couch beneath them as she writhed beneath him, trying to match his rhythm.And then Coyote started slamming into her with ferocious intensity.Isabella’s head tilted back, her eyes rolling like someone losing control, lost in the overwhelming pleasure. Coyote reached down and wrapped a hand lightly around her neck, applying just enough pressure to make her feel his dominance.“Look at me, gorgeous. Look at me while I am doing you,” Coyote said, his tone authoritative, commanding.He slammed into her harder. Isabella let out a low whimper. He repeated his command.“Look at me.”And she did.Their eyes locked, the heat between them rising with every stroke as he slid in and out of her, relentless and consuming.Coyote’s thrusts grew even more intense. Isab
Chapter 14. Can You Handle Me R18
Coyote kept the devilish grin on his face, even though a flicker of doubt twisted inside him. Did I just screw everything up? But he chose to own it rather than apologize. No flinching, no retreat. She wants this, he told himself.Isabella leaned back in her chair, a slow smile forming on her lips. “Do you think you can handle me, Mr. Watkins?”Coyote’s eyes dipped to her chest for a beat before rising to meet hers. “There’s only one way to find out, Miss Cruz.”Without breaking eye contact, Coyote stood and walked around the table. Isabella turned toward him, still seated, watching him approach like prey watching the predator she hoped would catch her. He stopped in front of her, bent down, and let his hand trail down her chest before leaning in to kiss her.Their lips collided—hungry and unapologetic. Isabella kissed him back just as fiercely, her mouth parting as Coyote slipped in his tongue, tasting her, exploring her, claiming her. One hand roamed to her chest, squeezing it firml
Chapter 13. A New Sponsor
During breakfast, Isabella’s eyes hardly left Coyote. She watched him as though he were the main character in a film she didn’t want to miss a second of. Her focus was intense—unwavering.Coyote noticed. He caught her staring more than once, but she didn’t glance away. If anything, it felt deliberate, like she was asserting control without saying a word.“Are we going to talk or are you just going to keep staring at me while I eat?” Coyote asked, right as a waiter filled his empty glass with orange juice.Isabella didn’t flinch. Her expression remained as serene as ever as she casually motioned for the waiter to leave. “Does my staring make you uncomfortable, Mr. Watkins?” she asked, her voice smooth and unbothered.“No, it doesn’t. I just thought someone like you must be very busy managing your businesses,” Coyote replied, lifting the glass and taking a sip, never breaking eye contact.Isabella let out a soft chuckle. “You Googled me, didn’t you?”“Yes. I couldn’t help it. Which made
Chapter 12. Meeting Isabella Cruz
Slipping on a black leather jacket over a clean white T-shirt, Coyote ran a hand through his tousled hair, smoothing it back as he studied himself in the bathroom mirror. He fastened a watch around his wrist—an accessory that he rarely wore, he just wasn't a watch guy, and gave himself a final once-over.Yeah, this ought to do it, he thought with a nod of approval.He wanted to look sharp for his meeting with Isabella Cruz. This wasn’t just another day—it could be the day he gets the break he needed, a shot at landing a sponsor. He gave himself a couple of spritzes of cheap cologne, stepped through the mist, and just as he exhaled, a car horn blared from outside.That must be the chauffeur, he figured. Twenty minutes had passed since he sent his location to Isabella. Stepping outside, he spotted a sleek black Ford SUV idling at the curb—definitely not from around the neighborhood.The window on the driver’s side rolled down, revealing a middle-aged man whose hair had clearly lost it
Chapter 11. Fighting With My System
The next morning, Coyote woke up still reeling from the events of the night before. The weight of what he’d done pressed heavily on his chest. Every detail came rushing back—each movement, every aggressive thrust with Gwen replayed in his mind like a curse. The more he remembered, the more his stomach turned in disgust.He turned his head slowly toward the other side of the bed, silently praying she wasn’t there.When he saw the empty sheets, he exhaled a long breath of relief.She must’ve left early for her job at Louie’s dealership, he thought, rubbing his face.Dragging himself out of bed, he shuffled to the bathroom. He turned on the tap and began brushing his teeth, hoping that with each stroke, he could scrub the guilt out of his mouth. After rinsing, he splashed cold water on his face, again and again, as if trying to wash away the memory itself.But it clung to him.Why the hell did I let myself go like that? Why was I so horny?For years, he’d fought Gwen off. She never stopp
Chapter 10. Sisterly Love R18
“Hey, Jax, it’s been a while. How have you been?” Gwen asked, completely ignoring Coyote’s question.Coyote’s face tightened with irritation, but Gwen wasn’t paying him any attention. Her eyes were locked on Jax.“I’ve been just fine, though not as fine as you look tonight,” Jax replied with a sheepish grin.Gwen’s face lit up. “Thank you. You always know the right words to say. What a gentleman you are.”“I asked you a question, Gwen,” Coyote interjected, trying to cut through whatever strange energy was building between them.“I wanted to see you, brother, and know how you were doing,” Gwen said, still not looking at him.“At midnight?” Coyote asked, eyebrows raised.“Yeah. Is there something wrong with that?” Gwen responded, her expression turning serious.“No. It’s just... odd. And it’s not exactly safe to be in this part of town this late at night,” Coyote said, sitting down on the bed with a wince.“I’m a grown woman, Coyote. I can take care of myself. Back to my question—why do
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