I Am Dressed in Sin: A Reverse Harem Age Gap Romance (Death By Daybreak Motorcycle Club Book 2) by C.M. Stunich

Author:C.M. Stunich [Stunich, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 2021-08-31T23:00:00+00:00

Sin manages to get together a list of girls who’ve frequented room two. Apparently, that’s the room favored by most of the DBD members when they want a night out with a call girl. It’s the only ‘suite’ in the motel, with one of those tacky whirlpool tubs in the room that I want to hate but am secretly interested in trying out. It’s also free for club members to use and often left vacant so that it’s there when they need it.

The names listed on the room are of the girls only—either for safety reasons or because some of the club wives wouldn’t like the idea of their husband’s um, shall we say, extracurriculars getting around the clubhouse. If their men are there, they’ve likely given their permission, but permission from a place of submission is often just coercion at its finest.

There are three girls in particular that stand out. Not because of their frequency in the room—most all of the girls have at least three or four visits in the last month—but because of the names they give us when we ask about their clients.

Gaz, in particular, comes to my attention.

Crown is tapping a pen against the corner of his mouth, sitting in a chair beside the bed where I’m watching this all unfold on his phone screen. Beast is here with us, but he’s sitting beside me. Guess he has more self-control than anyone else in our ragtag little alliance. Grainger is with Sin in the motel office with the girls, and his clear disgust at being hit on by them proves to me better than anything that he also isn’t a connoisseur of for-hire pussy. Not trying to be a prude or anything, but I could never get into a guy who paid chicks to fuck him. Can’t get laid on your own? Like, is there something wrong with you? For the life of me, I can’t think of many things less manly or more pathetic than that.

“What was that one girl’s name?” I ask, leaning close to the screen. The strap of my satin nightgown falls down my shoulder. You’d think I’d just launched myself on the bed and done a striptease for the way the four of them look at me—two guys on either side of the screen. “Get yourselves under control; this was my grandmother’s nightgown.”

“Hate to tell you this, sweetheart, but that isn’t your grandmother’s nightgown anymore.” Grainger smirks at me as he lights up a cigarette, his gaze tearing me apart, even with the glass of the screen between us.

“Which girl?” Sin asks, sounding exhausted. I’m not quite sure that he’s gotten any sleep in the last several days. “The blonde? Something about her was off.”

“She was high as a kite,” I say matter-of-factly, thinking of my brief brush with that sort of thing. It isn’t something I intend to make a habit of. In fact, I doubt I’ll ever touch anything harder than alcohol or pot again. “I meant the one with the fake tits.

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