Raw and Dirty: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Bad Boys MC Trilogy Book 1) by Violet Blaze

Author:Violet Blaze [Blaze, Violet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 2016-01-31T18:30:00+00:00

“Does, uh, that position have a name?” Lyric asks, trying to be nonchalant as she stares down at her cold steak, cutting off a tiny piece and putting it in her mouth. It's fucking delicious, I know that for a fact. The raised brows are reaction enough to tell me that she agrees. I grin at her, splayed out on the bed in nothing but my boxer briefs.

Lyric's still got on her panties, but her pants and boots are on the floor, one of my black wife beaters hanging off her shoulders like a short dress.

“A name?” I ask, like I'm seriously thinking about it. “How about So Desperate to Put my Cock Inside of You that I Couldn't Wait to Take off Your Pants?” She snorts and shakes her head, stabbing another piece of steak with her fork.

“Too long,” she says with a smile of her own blooming on those beautiful lips of hers. When she glances over at me, she finds me staring at her, my food long gone and my cock already hard again. If I spend all night fucking this woman, it won't be enough. I want more, so much more from her. I want to taste every part of her body, feel my naked cock inside her tight pussy. “But nice try.”

“I thought it had a good ring to it,” I say, reaching out a finger and trailing it down her arm. Lyric shudders and flicks her eyes up to mine, her brown hair hanging around her face as she picks at her food. “Told you you'd be hungry, and we're just barely getting started.”

I lean forward and reach a hand between her legs, running my finger up the center of her wet panties until she gasps.

“Not too sore to continue?” I ask and she shakes her head, pausing a moment and reaching her fingers up to her eye. Underneath the thin layer of makeup on her face, I can see the slightest coloring of a fresh bruise. Fucking Mia, I think as Lyric puts another bite between her lips and chews.

“A little, but I'm not done yet,” she says and then flushes pink, glancing over at me to check my reaction. I'm grinning again, sitting up and scooting closer, folding her tiny body against mine. Never in my life have I ever wanted so much from someone, wanted to touch and hold and caress them.

And the girl who happens to capture my attention like no other? The mayor's daughter, a girl with political ambitions who wears her pretty hair in a bun everyday and dresses like she's sixty years old.

Jesus Christ, help me please.

“Can I ask you a question?” she says, something obviously on her mind.

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” I say, breathing hot against her ear and enjoying the shudder I get in response.

“Why … why would anyone want to be someone's old lady?” Her question's as unexpected as it is interesting. “I mean, women don't exactly get a lot of say in club life,

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