Bad Apple (The Uncertain Saints MC #4) Read Online Free

was expected to leave late, be there early, and be on time.
    Something that I’d already failed at today, but with this woman in my arms, at this moment in time, I found myself not caring quite so much.
    She inhaled quickly when my cold fingers met the warm skin of her belly.
    Her eyes showed no reluctance as I unbuttoned, then unzipped, her jeans.
    And, all the while, her eyes stayed connected to mine, I let my fingers slip into the gap in her pants, nearly inhaling my tongue when I felt how wet she was.
    The lips of her sex were drenched, and I knew instantly that this wasn’t something that’d just started happening. She had to have been wanting it all night.
    “How long have you wanted this?” I whispered, walking her back until her knees met the bumper of Ridley’s truck.
    She leaned back and bit her lip, letting me know without words what I’d already suspected.
    My fingers delved between the lips of her sex, sliding down with little effort until I met her entrance.
    A whimper escaped her throat when I plunged my middle finger inside.
    My cock jumped at the way her tight pussy clutched at my finger, and I just knew that when I got my cock inside of her, it’d feel fucking divine.
    “You want my cock inside of you?” I goaded her, curling my finger around to run the pad of my finger along the front wall of her sex.
    She gasped and jolted, throwing her hips forward and towards me, urging me to continue.
    I smiled and slowed my movements, watching her as she lifted her head in aggravation.
    “Why’d you stop?” She snapped.
    My eyebrows rose.
    “Maybe because I’m trying to keep you from falling to your knees and taking me with you,” I muttered, withdrawing my hand from her pants and bringing my fingers up to my lips.
    I inhaled, smelling the sugary sweet scent of her essence on my fingers and nearly growled when she pushed my hand to my mouth.
    I opened my lips and sucked my fingers inside, and nearly came when she leaned forward and took my thumb into her mouth as well.
    I let my fingers go with a soft suck, and she did the same, staring at me expectantly.
    Picking her up by the waist, I sat her on the truck’s hood and grinned.
    “Scoot back,” I ordered.
    She did and stopped when her entire body was directly in the middle of the hood.
    “He’s going to kill me,” I muttered, grabbing a hold of the bumper that took up the front of Ridley’s truck and lurched forward. “This would be easier if we went inside,” I told her.
    She laughed and started working her pants down her hips, taking her panties with them.
    “Yeah,” she agreed softly. “But where’s the fun in that?”
    I grunted and leaned forward, putting one knee on the hood and the other holding me steady on the bumper.
    My mouth watered when she exposed her pussy to my gaze, and when she kicked her boots off, followed by her pants, letting both fall carelessly to the ground, I decided right then and there this wouldn’t be the last time we did this.
    Not if I had anything to say about it.
    She may want just a one-night stand, but I wasn’t one to fool myself.
    This, what we had, was explosive.
    And the way my cock was raging right then, there was no way that once would ever be enough.
    “Well?” She widened her legs and exposed herself to me.
    The light of the street lamp that ran down our road, as well as the flood light that was lit on the side of her house, illuminated everything that Kitt had to offer perfectly to my needy gaze.
    My cock felt heavy in my jeans as I leaned up and unsnapped them.
    Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop.
    My buttons went, one by one, until there was nothing left to undo.
    My cock strained the front of my boxer briefs, pushing out of the gap in my jeans.
    “You’re sure about this?” I murmured huskily as I leaned over her.
    She nodded.
    “Okay,” I pulled my cock out of my boxers and slid them, with the jeans, down my legs.
    The moment my jeans were down, I shivered. It was March and already hot during the