Turning Point: BBW Motorcycle Club Erotic Romance by Harmony Raines Read Free Book Online

you have, and they don’t have the money. Lying, cheating. Not worth it. We transferred the cash to other things.”
    “OK. I don't think I want to know any more.”
    “One thing. Whatever you see, or whoever you see in here, stays in here.”
    “I don’t understand?”
    “You will.” He led the way, and she followed.
    A woman dressed in a short skirt and revealing shirt opened the front door. Her breasts were shoved up and out in a way Faith could only describe as uncomfortable to look at. Faith knew her large breasts would never be capable of defying gravity like that.
    “Hi there, Snake. Have you come for business or pleasure?”
    “A little of both, Francine.”
    Francine eyed Faith speculatively. “Do you want me to line up one of the girls to join you?”
    “No thanks, Francine. Faith is quite capable of satisfying my needs. I would however like a room.”
    “Sure. I’ll line that up for you. Can I get you a drink?”
    “Beer thanks. Nice and cold”
    Francine looked at Faith.
    “Oh, water please.”
    “Water!” Francine asked stunned, Faith might just as well have asked for freshly squeezed blood. Scrap that, they probably served it if you asked nicely.
    Snake laughed. “I think Faith is suffering from the after effects of tequila. Tonight she wants a clear head so she can remember every little bit of pleasure I can coax from her body.” He put his arm around her waist and pulled her close. “Isn’t that right, honey?”
    Then he did the most shocking thing to her yet. He kissed her.
    From all the things that had happened the night before, this one act completely obliterated them in terms of arousing her. His lips were firm, sensual against hers, at first pressing lightly, and then his tongue slid out and ran along her sensitive lower lip. She found her own lips parting on their own accord, and he gained access.
    Her lips tingled, the sensation spreading through her body, connecting all of her erogenous zones until she felt the familiar wet heat he always seemed to draw from her. He thought she was insatiable, but did he have any idea it was only when he touched her, when their bodies were close, that she felt that way.
    His hand slid to her lower back, he drew her close, her body pressed against his hard length, and she wondered if it was the same for him. Did he feel these things for her, or was it simply sex. Was he telling her the words she needed to hear to gain the information he needed from her, to find out who set her up?
    Her body didn’t care, and she told her brain to stop questioning him, and enjoy it. What happened, happened. She was tired of fighting, tired of trying to be something she didn’t want to be. All she had to do was stay sober and keep hold of her senses. Not easy when his tongue was sliding in and out of her mouth, reminding her of how it slid in and out of her sex last night.
    Her clit throbbed to be touched, she pressed closer to him, and he slid his hand down between their bodies to touch her between her thighs.
    She moved her leg, allowing him to touch her there, sighing against his mouth with satisfaction.
    “Do you want that room now?” Francine asked.
    Startled, having once again forgotten she was not alone with him, Faith jumped, breaking away from his mouth.
    Snake chuckled. “I think I should deal with business first, that way I can take my time with the pleasure side of things.” He grabbed Faith’s hand and pulled her down a dim hallway, she followed meekly, entranced by him.
    He stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor, his hand on the knob.
    “Do you want me to wait out here?” she asked, not really wanting to be wrapped up in his business, only his arms.
    “No. I’m not letting you out of my sight. Don’t worry, they won’t eat you.” He kissed her on the neck, then whispered, “That will be my pleasure later.”
    Her body shivered in anticipation, wanting them to go right now so he could make love to her. Instead, he opened the door,