Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition Elizabeth Knox (cheapest way to read ebooks .txt) 📖

I offer, and she looks at me over her shoulder, giving me a small smile and a gentle nod.

I sit back on my stool and watch as she continues to walk down the length of the bar and back behind before coming back to me. The other bartender, a guy who looks like he belongs in a comic bookstore, looks at me and gives me a nod, giving me his thanks for supporting his boss.

“Drinks are on the house for you tonight, Jonny Boy.”

“Not necessary, babe. I don’t need a handout,” I reply, and she cocks an eyebrow at me, leaning backward. She goes to speak but her name is called from the hatch at the end of the bar.

She looks at me for a few seconds longer before nodding and walks down to get the food order and luckily for me it is mine.

“Enjoy,” is all she says.

“Did I say something to piss you off?”

“Nope,” she replies, popping the ‘p’ before she walks off and serves other patrons, leaving me to eat.

I inhale the food and enjoy the flavor hitting my taste buds. I have been eating gas station food for the past four fucking days and my gut is on its knees thanking for a properly cooked meal.

Eden avoids coming back to me for the remainder of the hour I am there, which gives me time to watch her and take her in. The easygoing attitude she carries, but she also had a fierceness about her, which I witnessed outside.

I check the time on my phone and see that I need to get some sleep before I crash here on the bar. The ride has taken its toll on me this time because I jumped straight onto my bike after a very grueling job with an MC up north.

Pulling a fifty out of my wallet, I drop it on the bar as I stand. I stretch my aching back and moan at the satisfying click in my spine. I turn my head and my gaze connects with Eden’s, she frowns before she walks my way and fuck me, I don’t miss the sway of her hips.

She may not wear a ton of makeup or revealing clothing, but she is sexy as fuck and I would anal her in a heartbeat.

“You leaving?” comes her question, and I nod.

“Yeah. I need to find a motel for the night, so I can get some shut-eye before I roll out tomorrow to get to my next job,” I explain, tucking my wallet into my back pocket.

“Why waste money on a motel room when I have a pretty good room back at my place. We close in an hour.” She licks her lips and my cock goes crazy with hunger to be buried inside of her.

Remember that I am a hot-blooded male who needs to fuck, so who the hell am I to turn down a hot chick like Eden when she is offering herself up on a silver platter?

Not a fucking stupid cunt that’s what I am not.

4

We crash through her front door, barely managing to close it behind us as we tear each other’s clothes off. I drop my cut on the chair beside the door, but the rest of my clothes are fair game to drop to the floor to meet hers in a heap, leaving me only wearing the chain around my neck that carries my wedding ring.

Her mouth is like fucking silk and tastes like heaven. Her sweet body molds to mine, fits perfectly like a woman should. Her tits rub against my bare chest and her nipples poke out demanding to be sucked and bitten, so I oblige.

“Oh fuck, Jonny,” Eden cries out when I latch my teeth onto her pert nipple, holding her huge tit in my hand and the other pulling at the other tight nub. Her hands are in my hair tugging me closer, my scalp stinging at the action but fuck me the pain spurs me on.

I suck harder, dropping one of my hands to her pussy which is waiting for me, wet, warm, and needy.

“Fuck, baby, you are dripping for me,” I state, then pick her up, her legs wrap around my waist, her hands holding my head to her as we kiss. “Bedroom,” I state.

“First door on the right.” Comes her muffled answer against my lips. Thank fuck she lives in a one story.

Her door is already open, and her bed is made but it is about to get messed the fuck up. I drop her onto the bed, making her squeal and I grin down at her. The mass of blonde hair is fanned out around her head making her look like a fucking angel, a polar opposite to Jenn.

We always talked about if one of us dies and we are young enough to move on, we should. Neither of us wanted the other to live a life in grief, when we could find a new love. Over the years I have never felt anything for another woman, but I somehow know that Eden can make me feel things. I am just not sure if I am ready for all the heartfelt, feeling shit again.

I watch as she props herself up on her elbows, looking at me with a sexy smirk on her face, a smirk that tells me that she is ready to take on the pounding I am about to give her.

“You ready, big man?” She winks at me, while her hand trails down her body, stopping at her pussy. Her fingers slide through her pussy lips, coating them in her arousal, and my cock is literally on his knees begging to be inside of her.

Not wanting to wait around any longer, I dive in. My mouth latches onto her swollen clit which is bigger than I normally see them. Her moans drive me on, her body withers beneath my touch, and my dick is screaming to join the action. Slipping two fingers into her wet channel,