The Bikers Sin. The Sinful Riders Book One

Fear

Griff was at his bi-weekly appointment with Dr Amanda.

He both hated and liked these appointments. He hated talking about his past and all of his fuck-ups, but he also found out a lot about himself through doing so. That was the point after all, he supposed. He had spoken a lot about his childhood, parents and Grandfather and came to the conclusion that his parents were selfish for what they had done, and that they should have spoken to him about what they had planned out. He may have only been young at the time, but he would have behaved a lot better if he had known that it was a permanent situation and not one of their couple of week jaunts. He also knew that he owed his Grandfather an apology. He hadn't been a good kid at all, and it wasn't like he had been warned either.

The only problem was that he wasn't sure that he could face the old man. He had never been able to look him in the eyes after what had happened. And as soon as he could he had left the house and never looked back. He knew that he was still alive and still living in the same house but he just didn't think he had the strength to face the man who had beaten him so badly in a drunken rage.

"So, what do you want to talk about today, Griff?" Amanda asked. She let him decide what to start with, even if it was something that had happened that day.

"I think I need to figure out why I agreed to Mags proposition."

"Okay, so, why don't you start with what drew you to her in the first place and we can go from there, hmm?"

"She was hot." Amanda looked at him with a 'seriously' kinda look. "Yeah I know, obvious, but it's the truth. She was hot and I wanted a piece of her from the get go, but she turned me down."

"And that made you need to prove that you could get her?"

"Yeah, but no matter what I did she just wasn't interested. Looking back I should have just accepted it and moved on, I had never been hung upon a woman for that long before."

"So what was different about her?"

That was a good question, and he thought about it before he answered. "She would flirt with me but then turn me down. So I knew she wanted me. I thought that she was just playing a game, one I intended to win."

"Would you have given up eventually if she remained resistant?"

"Yeah, actually I had told one of the guys at the bar that I was gonna give up right before she made the suggestion." He laughed as realization suddenly dawned. "She must have heard me. Must have decided it was now or never, 'cause the next thing I knew I was being led into a stall in the men's room and had her hand round my cock."

"But she still didn't give into you until you agreed to start dating Gin?"

He frowned, trying to remember the conversation. "It's kinda fuzzy but I guess that's what happened. I was more focused on the hand stroking my dick then whatever she was saying to me. But the next thing I knew was she was thanking me for agreeing and going down on me." He frowned even more.

He really was a messed up guy. He had just agreed to anything she had said just because she had said she wanted him.

"So you didn't even see who she was talking about until after?"

Again he frowned, "No, I just agreed 'cause I wanted to fuck her." And that spoke volumes about the type of guy he was, didn't it? What kind of person would do something like that? A shit one that's who!

"And what were your first thoughts when you first saw Gin?"

He tried to remember, but it was still a but unclear as his mind was full of what had just happened. He did remember thinking he was acting like a girl for being unable to stop thinking about the blow job he had gotten.