Page 60 of Nanny For Biker Wolf Daddy

After he left, Rory sent a mass text to the Griffins, giving them a head’s up and telling them that they were to let the sheriff know if they spotted Mark. They agreed that he was no longer a Griffin.

It was a long day, and Rory was exhausted by the time he got back to the house just in time for dinner. The pups talked him into taking them for a walk after they ate and then they gathered in the living room to watch a few episodes of Scooby Doo.

“We need a talking dog,” Cat said.

“You are a talking dog,” Savvy replied.

Cat thought about it for a minute and laughed. “I don’t solve mysteries, though.”

“When you get older. Right now, it’s time for shower and bed,” Savvy said.

Rory helped get them settled. He read to them and then he and Savvy tucked them in. Then, Rory headed to his office to get a little more work done.

A couple of hours later, his stomach rumbled and he decided he needed a snack, so he headed down to the kitchen. His heart thudded in his chest when he saw the sexy vision leaning against the counter, eating ice cream from the carton. Savvy was wearing a long white T-shirt that reached her mid-thigh with a pair of tight black shorts under it.

She looked at him and gasped. Her face flushed red, and she said, “I didn’t think that there would be anyone awake.”

“I have the munchies. I don’t suppose you want to share that ice cream,” he said.

Savvy grabbed a spoon from the drawer and handed it to him.

As he dipped the spoon into the carton, he said, “Rosa would have a fit if she saw this because it’s unsanitary.”

Grinning, Savvy said, “It’s my own personal stash, so it’s okay. Besides, what Rosa doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

“True enough. I never took you to be the devious sort,” Rory teased.

“I have my moments every once in a while. She’s on a need-to-know basis, and she doesn’t need to know about this,” Savvy said.

She grinned and Rory laughed. “You have some ice cream in the tip of your nose.”

He grabbed a paper towel and wiped it off. Rory stared down into her bright blue eyes and said, “You know what else she doesn’t need to know about?”

“What’s that?”

“This,” he said, and lowered his head, pressing his lips to hers.

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Savvy

The ice cream carton and spoons fell to the counter, as Rory pressed his lips against hers. After a minute, he pulled away from the kiss. Rory put both hands on the side of her face and stared into her eyes. Savvy licked her lips and gently touched his face. The kiss had left her breathless and wanting more. She nibbled on her bottom lip and willed him to kiss her again.

Savvy’s heart thundered in her chest as Rory’s face drew closer. She could see the desire burning in his eyes and feel the heat radiating from his body. His lips brushed against hers, soft and gentle at first. His low growl escaped from his throat and the kiss became all-consuming. She met the intensity of the kiss, parting her lips to deepen the kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth, tangling with hers in a passionate dance.

She moaned, her hands threading through his hair. Lost in hungry exploration of his mouth and intoxicating scent Savvy pulled him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him against her. Rory’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her into his hard chest. Then, one of his hands buried itself in her hair, while the other traced a fiery trail along her curves. His hands roamed down her back, cupping her ass. He lifted her onto the counter, stepping between her legs.

The kiss never broke as he moved. It only grew more intense, more desperate. Savvy could feel his hardness pressed against her. She rocked against him, a whimper escaping from her lips. Rory groaned, his fingers digging into her skin.

The kitchen faded away until there was only the electrifying feeling of Rory’s muscles, the dance between their tongues, and an overwhelming aching need that built between Savvy’s legs.

He broke the kiss for a brief second. The heat in his chocolate eyes and tousled hair made her crave more of his kisses. She captured his mouth in another ravenous kiss.

A guttural groan escaped from the depth of her being. He continued to press his hardness against her core, and Savvy was sure that she was going to explode right there in the kitchen.

The kiss became hungrier. Savvy nibbled at Rory’s lower lip. A moan of naked want escaped from deep in his throat. Rory trailed heated open-mouthed kisses along her neck. She whispered Rory’s name in a desperate chant. Savvy mewled when he kissed a sensitive spot right behind her ear, before finding her lips again.

He pulled back, gasping for air. Savvy’s lips felt swollen, her chest heaving. Rory rested his forehead against hers, his eyes closed.

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