Giving It to the Bad Guy (MF)

Saints and Sinners MC 3

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 30,580
7 Ratings (4.7)

Sarah has had enough of her ex, Ralf. Not only did he leave her, but now he has kidnapped her, dragging her all the way back to Sinners’ Corner, expecting them to carry on with the relationship he ended a year earlier.

However, when Ralf decided to walk out on her a year ago, Sarah met Knife. He’s a member of the Hell’s Wolves MC, and he makes her heart race and her panties wet. Now that she’s back in town, Knife is not going to let Ralf win without a fight. From the first moment he met Sarah, Knife wanted her, but he waited, respecting her wishes and giving her space.

The time for waiting is over. May the best man win!

Be Warned: anal sex

Giving It to the Bad Guy (MF)
7 Ratings (4.7)

Giving It to the Bad Guy (MF)

Saints and Sinners MC 3

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 30,580
7 Ratings (4.7)
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A great storyline with plenty of scope for more.

Elena and Pipe left pretty much after they finished dinner. Sarah wasn’t surprised as she saw the couple struggle to keep their hands off each other. Once they were gone, Knife had taken her onto the dance-floor and wrapped his arms around her.

“So much for a double date, huh.”

“They’re good together, and she’s good for him.”

“It’s good to find someone who completes you like that.”

He moved his hand down to cup her ass.

“What are you going to do, Sarah?”


“No, what do you want? I want you, and I’ll wait if this is too fast. What are you waiting for?”

“I’m not waiting for anything.”

“Then tell me what you want.”

She sighed. “I’ve never done this, okay? Ralf, he’s been the only guy I’ve been with. I don’t know how this works. I’m not used to being this kind of woman.”

“Ralf got you as a virgin.”

Resting her head against his shoulder, she groaned. “Could we not say that out loud?”

“Why not? There’s nothing wrong with being a virgin. This has got to be your decision. Do you want me to drop you off back home, take you to the clubhouse, or shall I go and find us a nice hotel room?”

Licking her dry lips, she stared up into his startling blue eyes, and her breath hitched.

“A hotel,” she said, whispering the words.

“Are you on anything?”

“I’m not sick.”

Knife chuckled. “No, are you on anything to keep you protected from pregnancy?”

“Oh, oh, now I do feel a little, erm, yeah, I’m not on anything. I thought you were asking if I was sick or something. Oh my God, I’m so stupid.”

He tilted her head back with a finger beneath her chin. “You’re not stupid, babe. You’re just not used to this. Do you want to leave with me? I can stop at a late night pharmacy for some rubbers.”

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

This is really going to happen.

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