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All I know is I won’t go there. I can’t.

No fucking way.

I’m drunk and horny. That’s all there is to it.

I’m not this guy.

She’s too young for me. Sure she’s eighteen. It’s not against any kind of law for me to ask her out. Only I know if I do my shot at my patch will be ruined. Link’s made it clear if I go there he’ll send my ass packing.

I lean against the white tiles in the shower hating myself and cursing my dick. Wishing I could hate Kimber. Regretting that I ever crossed her path. That I ever saw her smile at me. Ever heard her sweet voice whisper my name. That I know her hair smells like cherries, and she loves photography. That I noticed more about her than I should have. That I hate that she’s dating some little punk named Brodix, and that she’ll probably give it up to him at prom or whatever cliche bullshit kids do. That’s how it should be. The way things are supposed to happen for her.

She shouldn’t give a damn about a bastard like me. I’ll make her hate me while keeping my distance. She deserves to make mistakes and kiss boys. Not be hung up on a fuck up like me who will never be right for her. I can never have her. Never taste her sweet lips. Never sink myself so deep inside her nothing else exists but the two of us.

Fuck. I grip my hard on and give it a tug as the water pelts my skin. I think about Tonya and those long legs. How I wanted her lips wrapped around me. How sexy she looked playing with her pussy. I jerk, tug, and stroke my dick while picturing her but her image becomes distorted, merging with Kimber, taking on her likeness.

Fuck. My sweet little cherry smiles at me in my fantasy and whispers, “I’m yours.”


Tags: Glenna Maynard Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV Romance