Simon (Steele Riders MC Second Generation #3) Read Online C.M. Steele

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Steele Riders MC Second Generation Series by C.M. Steele
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
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“What about babies?”

“Goodness. I want a bunch of them. My mom and dad couldn’t have as many as every other Rider, but we were a happy family and I’m almost certain that my mom is chomping at the bit for some grandbabies.”

“Hell, that’s probably why your dad wasn’t trying to drag you away from me.”

“I think he’s just tired of seeing me moping around.”

“I’m sorry that I ever made you sad, Vivian. I’m sorry that I forgot a moment together. Truthfully, that delicious moment of you in my arms felt like a dream.”

“A dream?”

“Yeah. I swear I thought I made it up. You have no idea how many times I…” I freeze, unable to tell her that I beat off to thoughts of fucking her like an animal with no concern for her safety or needs. My hunger and desire were all that mattered as I ravaged her.

“You what?”

“Viv.”

“What? You what?”

My cheeks turn red, but I have to tell her the truth because I can’t stand the look of concern and doubt in those gorgeous hazel eyes. “I stroked my cock to my sick thoughts of fucking you like a wild man. You think pinning you to the door intense? That was just the beginning. I’ve imagined you in so many different spots and so many different ways. You have no concept of how vulgar…” She launches herself into my arms, slamming her mouth onto mine. I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist so our pelvises touch.

“Simon,” she moans as she presses her pussy against my hard cock. Our clothes are the only thing that keeps us from going all the way.

“Viv, we need to stop or I’m going to fill you up.”

“So do it. Why—don’t you want me?” she whimpers.

“I don’t want just a moment with you, Viv. I want you to stay with me. If I take you now, you won’t be going home ever again.” Besides, I can’t tell her that I’m not strong enough yet. I haven’t even spoken to the doctor about that since I’ve never had sex before. There’s no baseline for my stamina, and my physical strength in lifting her, which I sure as fuck plan on doing, needs to be above par.

“Oh.”

“Yeah, baby. So as much as I have to keep your panties on, it’s only for a little longer. Tell your mom that there better be a wedding right after graduation.”

“We can always run off to Vegas,” she moans against my lips.

“Damn it, that’s so tempting.” I groan, grinding her on me until she shouts my name. My own orgasm soaks my boxer briefs. It’s going to be an awkward drive home, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

As I hold her hand, I consider my options. We might have to wait for a wedding, but another idea pops into my head. Maybe an apartment would work.

****

“I need to have a word with you, Richie. You fucking tried to kill my son.” The venom in my father's words are satisfying to see and hear as he steadily inches closer to him. Richie squirms in his seat like the little bitch that he is. He went for me when my back was turned and used a weapon much larger because he is a coward and too weak to face me head on.

“Why?” I ask, slowly shaking my head at this guy I hardly even know.

“Because I fucking hate you. It's bad enough that you have one of the hottest girls around chasing after you like a fucking puppy dog. But then the girl I'm in love with—you slept with her too.”

“Vivian was mine long before your little fascination with her.”

“I don’t give a fuck about Vivian. I'm talking about Shelby,” he scoffs.

“Shelby? Are you talking about the girl that hangs around with Vivian sometimes?” I questioned. I’m not even sure which one of her friends he’s talking about. There are two girls, but I’m betting it’s the one who always flirts and I sent packing.

“Yeah. You fucked my girl and knocked her up.”

My father and I look at each other, and then we laugh so hard. When I finally catch my breath, I say, “You fucking idiot. I never touched that broad. Not on my life. Which is what you were willing to take from me, all for nothing.”

Clenching his fists, my dad adds, “You should have gotten your facts straight before you did something stupid.”

“I never touched that girl. In fact, when she flirted with me, I sent her with her tail between her legs because Vivian is the only one I want.”

The color drains from his face, and the pain of his stupid decisions just wash over him. “What have I done?”

“Made a lot of stupid fucking decisions, is what you did.”

My dad grips Richie by his hair from the fucking roots and yanks his head back. “Where is the other asshole?”


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