The Biker’s Forbidden Affair (Straight to Hell MC #3) Read Online Sam Crescent, Stacey Espino

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, MC Tags Authors: , Series: Straight to Hell MC Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
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When he stopped at a red light near the apartment, Bell clung tighter to him. “Why are we here?”

“I want to take you to the other side of the river.”

“Okay. I’m not crazy about his end of town.”

“I don’t think anyone is,” he said. This area was worse than hers, which said a lot. It was mostly a factory district dotted with low-income apartments and homeless shelters.

Once the light turned green, he drove to the bridge and finally stopped when he reached his destination. He turned off the bike and helped Bell off.

“I can’t believe I never knew this place existed,” she said.

There was a small pond with a mating pair of swans and a few ducks. It was secluded, a private little escape off the main roads that he’d discovered years ago.

She squatted by the edge of the pond, touching the water to create a ripple. “Look how beautiful they are,” she said, pointing to the white swans.

“They’ve been coming here for as long as I’ve known. I haven’t told anyone about this place. People can be assholes, and I’d hate for something to happen to one of them.”

“Right, they mate for life.”

“I always thought the whole monogamy thing was for the birds—until you,” he said.

She stood and turned to face him, tilting her head to the side. “You’re part of a biker club, Tank. I’ve seen the women who live in your compound. Are you telling me you’re as faithful as a swan now that you’re my boyfriend?”

“I guarantee it.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Watch it, Attitude. You’re already forgiven me, and I’ve learned my lesson. No more lies. No sneaking around. If I say I’m faithful, you can bet your life on it.”

“I knew you were different when I met you, but you’re something special,” she said, resting her forearms on his chest.

He leaned down to kiss her. Tank closed his eyes, pulling her close. The kiss deepened, and all he could remember was the fact she was bare under her long skirt. He gathered the material up with his hands without breaking the kiss.

Tank slipped his hand between her legs, cupping her pussy.

“You weren’t lying,” he whispered against her lips.

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Bell loved her beast of a man. She needed him. Craved him. Everything about him turned her on—from his size and muscles to the leather and roar of his bike. She was the last person she expected to fall for a bad boy after all the drama she’d lived through with her mother and her lowlife boyfriends. But Tank wasn’t an asshole or addict. He was bad in the best way because he made her feel safe when she’d gone so long feeling alone and vulnerable. It wasn’t always easy putting on a tough act. She’d been mothering herself for most of her life, and it was nice to have someone putting her needs first for once.

When he cupped her pussy with his big, rough hand, she gasped. She’d planned this, wanted to feel his fingers deep inside her, fucking her. She loved seeing the need in his eyes, his big strong body completely at her mercy.

“You’re already wet,” he said. His breath was hot against her skin. He kissed her neck, then trailed his tongue to circle the shell of her ear. The entire time, he wiggled his fingers in the most wicked way, shoving deeper and making her desperate to be taken.

“Oh, God, Tank. You should have come up to my apartment.” She could scarcely talk, lowering her weight onto his fingers to take more of him inside her.

“Why, when I can fuck you right here by the pond.”

“With the swans watching?” She giggled, but the sound faded quickly when he began to piston both his fingers into her cunt. Bell gripped his massive shoulders, struggling to catch her breath. He knew exactly how to pleasure her, bringing her dangerously close to that sweet zone within minutes.

“My cock is rock hard for you,” he said.

“Give it to me.”

“You’re too bossy, Attitude.” He slipped his fingers away, and she felt too empty now. He cupped her ass with both hands, pulling her against him. She felt his erection against her stomach.

“Are you going to make me beg?”

She reached down and rubbed her hand over his crotch. He groaned, a delicious, masculine sound. “Not anymore.”

He twirled her around to face the pond. Tank’s hands covered her breasts. He kneaded her tits while kissing her neck. When he pulled away, his jacket dropped to the ground in front of her. “What—”

“On your knees, baby. We’ll have to make the best of the situation.”

She didn’t need a bed, just Tank. The idea of him claiming her out here in the open turned her on even more. Once she got down to her hands and knees, he flipped her skirt up onto her back. The gentle breeze felt cool against her wet folds. She felt so exposed, so absolutely naughty.


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