Zay is held captive by the VP, Riggs, of the motorcycle club Snakes because her ex-boyfriend, Adam Lovett, owes them money. Little does she know, she's more connected to the club than she thinks. Will she escape? Will she end up six feet under? Unve...
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I tossed and turned all damn night. I didn't dare sleep in the same room as her because I knew if I did, she'd be riding me until the sun came up.
I paced.
I showered.
I drank some more.
All it bought was the thought of her perky breasts in my mouth. Those sexy legs wrapped around me. Kissing those lips.
She's a dream I'll only taint with my nightmares.
Forbidden fruit.
I can't fuck up this time. I can't. I have to focus.
She comes into the kitchen with little jean shorts on, a tight white tank top, and hair in a messy bun on top of her head. Breathtaking.
Fuck.
"Morning," her cheery voice says.
The fuck is wrong with me?
I don't go after women like this.
I don't go after women.
I don't fall for women.
I fuck them.
Use them.
That's it.
But her.
She's different.
She's secretive.
Quiet.
Sexy.
There's something wild hidden inside her.
I know it.
"H-hey." I clear my throat, bringing the coffee to my lips. "Morning."
She pulls herself up on the counter beside me, taking the coffee from my hands and sipping it. "So what're the plans today, big boy?"
Little wild cat.
Spunky.
No woman has ever pushed me to the edge.
Tempted me.
Dangled their body before me and I refused.
How can I refuse this beauty?
This temptress is driving me crazy.
"Don't know yet."
"You need some sugar in this coffee."
We lock eyes and she holds my mug out to me as if expecting me to make my coffee to her taste. To her liking.
Like the animal that I am, I snatch it from her and continue drinking it, staring down at the paper in front of me.
Bloody newspaper. I never read this crap. I'm not into sports or politics or anything worldly. My focus has only been this club. As I live and breathe. It's only been this club. Yet here I am, reading about the politics that are tainting our country.
