The Biker’s Past (Satan’s Beasts MC Nomad Chapter #3) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Satan's Beasts MC Nomad Chapter Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
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Charity was moving on. The apartment was already packed, and Bad just couldn’t help himself. For the past ten years, he’d behaved himself. No more. Even as he thought about Stevie, he cut off the guilt and simply focused on his own needs. The fact that he wanted Charity. He’d wanted her for a long fucking time.

This was his last chance to have her.

It might make him stupid and selfish, but at that exact moment, he didn’t give a shit.

She was leaving. They might never cross paths again, and he couldn’t handle that. Not without kissing her, feeling her beautiful body pressed up against his, with all those lush curves just begging to be fucked.

In the back of his mind, he knew Stevie had told him to stay the hell away from her, but he just couldn’t do it. For ten years, he’d watched from the sidelines as Charity grew. She had a couple of boyfriends during that time. None of them had stuck. He also knew she loved none of them. They meant nothing to her.

Sliding a hand from the back of her neck and down her robe, he grabbed the belt.

If you do this, you’re betraying your promise.

You’re hurting Stevie.

Bad gritted his teeth.

Stevie had hurt him way fucking more.

Yanking at the belt, he pulled her robe open, and then he marveled at the beauty before him. So fucking beautiful. Every single part of her. Pure beauty.

“Bad?”

“Tell me to stop,” he said.

She shook her head. “No.”

“Fuck, Charity.” He finally placed his hand on her naked hip and pulled her in close against him, feeling those full tits against his chest.

She gasped the moment they touched.

For several seconds, or maybe it was minutes, neither of them moved or seemed to breathe. They just stared at each other, a little shocked.

Her tits were large, with nice rounded nipples. The peaks called to him, begging for him to suckle, but he didn’t. Not yet. He just stared into her pretty, brown eyes.

Bad knew when he’d started to fall for Charity. She had been about eighteen. When he twenty-eight, she’d been studying like crazy with her exams were coming up. She couldn’t understand math. She found it all a little stupid, and he had sat with her through each little growl and annoyance until she could understand fractions, and then, he’d moved on to algebra.

Sometime while helping her study, he came to realize he wanted her.

Stevie had also noticed how he felt, and well, that had been a whole other argument. One where Stevie told him Charity would remain a virgin forever.

She reached up, stroking his hair back.

He hadn’t had it cut in a long freaking time, and it had grown out to the point that he had no choice but to wear it back into a ponytail.

“What’s happening, Bad?” she asked.

“Simple. I’m not going to deny myself anymore. I want to fuck you, Charity.”

Some nights, being on the lumpy open road, with no hotel in sight, his thoughts often drifted to Charity. Wondering what she was doing. Where she was. Did she think of him?

He expected her to laugh in his face and tell him no freaking way, but she surprised him by reaching for his towel and pulling at the small knot he’d made to the side.

The towel fell to the floor. Then she wriggled out of the robe she had wrapped around herself.

“Then fuck me, Bad,” she said. Her hands went to his chest, and she slowly began to move them up his body to wrap them back around his neck.

He couldn’t resist grabbing her full, curvy ass. Filling his hands with the fullness of her.

A growl erupted from his throat, and he walked her back, taking her toward the bedroom.

The journey was short, and he thanked small apartments as the back of her legs hit the bed. She collapsed onto the mattress. He put his hands on her knees and then spread them open, staring down at her sweet, hot, little cunt.

She was already so wet.

Much to his surprise, he watched as she licked her fingers and then stroked herself.

His cock was hard to start with, but seeing her playing with herself was a fucking dream come true. “Oh, fuck. Yeah, play with yourself. Stroke your pussy. Get it nice and wet. Get it ready to take my dick, baby.”

Charity gasped, and Bad teased the inside of her thigh, slowly traveling up toward her cunt. Then he finally touched her, sliding a finger through her slit, bumping hers as he did.

A moan escaped her lips, and he watched her shake just a little as he moved over her clit. Going back and forth while her tits bounced and she whimpered. She didn’t stop playing with herself, and it took every ounce of his control not to fuck her, even though that was exactly what he wanted to do.



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