Gutter Mind – Smoke Valley MC – Sex & Mayhem Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Biker, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
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Arden couldn’t breathe. All his dreams and nightmares came true at once. He shouldn’t. But he stared. It took him far too long to spin around and face the wall. His head—no, his whole body pulsed with heat of unresolved lust.

“You damn well know… Weren’t you…” What? What exactly? Arden’s thoughts became a labyrinth, and he was struggling to remember his way out while his only towel became heavy with water, since he hadn’t switched off the shower when he hurriedly wrapped it around his body.

His imagination suggested the filthiest fantasies of Mike pressing him against the wall, and sliding his cock in while stuffing Arden’s mouth with his thick fingers to stop him from making noise. He’d have ridden Arden like that for endless minutes, and wouldn’t bother to stop if someone came in to change. No, he’d keep drilling his cock in until his lust was satisfied and Arden’s greedy hole was filled with spunk.

In terms of size, Mike was just above average, which made Arden imagine the endless times he could take it each day without much discomfort. It would have been so easy to offer his mouth to him, have a taste, and be done with it, because Mike would surely lose interest once he got the girly boy fantasy out of his system. But no. He could not allow himself to go there. Mike seemed genuine in his intent to protect Arden, but if Kaley said he was a douche when it came to relationships, Arden was inclined to believe her.

He needed to find himself someone sweet. Normal. Not another badass with tattoos and questionable morals. Especially not one who identified as straight.

“Were I what?” Mike asked as he switched on the shower next to Arden’s, stepping in naked, as if he knew no shame. Then again, what was there to be ashamed of? He looked great. A biker demi-god walking the earth for the sole purpose of tempting the likes of Arden—those with frail morals and weak resolution.

“I haven’t seen you lifting weights, so you haven’t yet had your workout. How are you here already?”

He came on purpose, the sneaky fuck.

When Arden glanced over his shoulder, he made sure to keep his eyes on Mike’s face, but it was hard, because the shabby interior was in such stark contrast with the masculine beauty of Mike’s tanned flesh that Arden couldn’t help himself, and his gaze kept gravitating to the torso painted over with the majestic muzzle of a male lion surrounded by photorealistic birds from somewhere around the equator.

Did Mike not realize what a work of art he already was that he decided to add more layers of beauty to his skin? When he walked into a room, everything else became a blurred background.

“I like being clean before I hit the benches. It’s more hygienic that way,” Mike said, but the light, teasing tone he used made it clear he wasn’t serious. This was an opening for Arden, but he would not take the bait. He’d had enough bad boys to last him a lifetime.

“So it has nothing to do with spying on me?”

Such a muscular ass with cute dimples… Fuck—eyes on the face.

Mike shrugged and leaned against the wall, letting the water cascade down the side of his torso while keeping his head away. His hair darkened when wet, and it now hung in dripping streaks, tapping his smiling face as he moved.

“What if it does, baby?”

This again. Mike was relentless in his pursuit.

And he was so good at it too. Every time Mike called him baby, Arden’s heart thawed a little, but that was the danger of it all. Once the walls melted, Mike would bite into his chest, rip open the ribcage and leave nothing behind.

“Then you’re a perv,” Arden said and lifted his chin.

Mike grabbed his wrist, and the warmth of his touch had Arden freezing. “You like that.”

He did.

Just like he liked that Mike stopped smoking, and that he was intent on hoarding Arden’s attention.

Arden gave him a level stare despite the faint shudders jumping over his skin. “Why would you think so?”

Mike stepped closer, and as he switched off the water, Arden’s gaze focused on a droplet clinging to Mike’s nipple. His tongue grew hot, as if it wanted to lick the little bead off pink flesh.

“You’re still here,” Mike said.

Arden pulled away as if scalded with boiling water. He half expected to be tugged right back to Mike’s naked chest, but Mike released him, letting Arden flee.

He dripped water all over the floor in the changing rooms, but the locker room area was as empty as before so he dried and dressed as if doing that quickly was his superpower.

He managed to run off before Mike finished and burst into the corridor, stumbling when he realized the door hit someone.


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