The Biker's Plaything (Straight to Hell MC Book 1), Sam Crescent [story reading .txt] 📗

She stared at the glassthen took it. “I work there, but that doesn’t mean I drink hard liquor.” She leanedforward and placed the full glass on the table. Her hands went back to herthighs.

He noted hershaking and continued to stand, watching her every move.

“What do you wantfrom me?”

“I wanted youdead.”

“Why? You don’t knowme.” She sighed. “I get it. You hated my dead-beat dad and he owed you moneyand all that, but I’m not him. Do you expect to pay for your father’s sins?”

“I did.” He pointedat his eye and her face paled. She didn’t need to know that he got the scars fromhis stepfather. If his own father hadn’t fucked off whenhis mother was pregnant, maybe things would have gone differently. Maybe not.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.”Her voice had faded to a whisper. It was the sweetest fuckingsound he’d ever heard.

“Cut the crap. Just tell me what you’d be willing to do to live?”

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She was going towake up.

Ally kept on pinchingher thigh, hoping the bad dream that felt very, very fuckingreal would fade and she’d go back to being normal again. Maybe she’d passedout in the cold and was in a hospital bed right now.

The sharp burstsof pain weren’t helping.

She gritted herteeth.

“Answer me!” Hisgrowl cut through her prayers and she stood up for the first time.

Her heart raced, andshe felt a little sick from how scary he was acting. She wanted to slap him,but instead, with her hands clenched, she frowned at him. “I don’t want to die.I don’t think it’s right that you would dare to expect me to pay because my dadis an asshole. I already got the memo on how bad he is,was, and I know you’ve killed him. So what? You did me a favor.”

Shut up, Ally. Thisis why you always get into trouble. Why you’ve lost several jobs. She struggled to get her emotions into check. It was embarrassing, andright now, it wasn’t exactly helping her cause.

Lord reached outand grabbed her around the neck with one hand. He pinned her up against thewall. For a few seconds, she thought he was going to choke her, but he didn’thold her tightly enough. There was no reason to even claw at his arms.

“We are all fucking pawns to the sins of our parents. I can’t trust you,Ally. You’re a liability.”

“You made me one. Ihadn’t spoken to him in months, if not years. He hated me.” She gripped his wrist,hoping in some way she’d be able to stop him from killing her. It was laughablefor her to even believe she could try to stop a powerhouse like him.

He was bigger,stronger, harder. She didn’t hurt anyone or anything, while Lord killed withoutremorse. His reputation preceded him.

“You’re startingto irritate me,” he said.

“And you’re notexactly my favorite person. Actually, you’re an asshole,too.” She pursed her lips together, expecting him to choke her to death, only,he smiled.

He pressed hisentire body against her.

His cock.

Oh, my. She felt it flush to her stomach and she tensed up. Her was pussysoaked through. How was it possible to be aroused by this man when she hatedhim with every single fiber of her being? He was horrible, an unforgiving bully.Yet, here she was, her virgin body betraying her.

She hoped he wouldn’tnotice.

Lord smirked. “Ibet you’re soaking wet for me right now.”

“I don’t know whatyou’re talking about.”

“No?” The hand onher throat moved, and before she realized what was happening, his hand was insideher pants, touching her bare pussy. The jeans she wore were loose, as were herpanties. She’d lost some weight due to the fact she couldn’t afford much food,and she didn’t have the funds to buy new clothes either.

There was a timeher clothes had been too tight.

Not anymore.

She closed hereyes, mortified as he felt how wet she was. His dominance aroused her even more, when it should have sickened her. She’d neverbowed down to a man, not even her father. She wasn’t a pushover, and yet hereshe was with a total stranger threatening her life, and she was panting formore.

This wasn’t her. Orwas it?

“So, my littlevirgin, you think this is you not being wet?” He chuckled as he rubbed his noseagainst her cheek, going around to her neck and biting down on her pulse. The sharpbite of his teeth felt so good. “I bet I could have you riding my dick like agood little slut.”

She moaned.

Damn him.

“You’re not sayingstop.”

She wanted to. Herlips opened to scream the word, but he did something magical over her clit. She’d touched herself many times, but she hadn’t beenable to make it feel this good. What was he doing to her? This was better thananything she’d ever experienced.

All of a sudden,the pleasure was gone.

Ally opened hereyes and her mouth parted as he put his fingers to his own and licked her rightoff him.

“You know, Ally, I’vegot a proposition for you.”

She couldn’t eventhink, and he wanted to negotiate. She didn’t have the first clue how to reactright now. All she wanted to do was take his hand and shove it right back intoher panties, but that wasn’t right. She wasn’t a whore.

“What do you want?”she asked.

Where she was ableto find the words was beyond her. Talking wasn’t exactly in her wheelhouse rightnow. He took her hand and moved her back toward the sofa.

She let out alittle gasp as his door was suddenly rattled and shouting could be heard frombeyond, but no one came in.

He picked up her glassof whiskey and swallowed it down. He’d taken three shots and still looked normal.No signs of him appearing tipsy or the alcohol going to his head. Working in abar, she’d watched men turn nasty from drinking.

“Do you want to live?”he asked.

“You know I do.”She had so much to live for. It was corny, but she wanted the four kids, ahusband, a beautiful home, many dogs and cats, rabbits as well. Living with nothingand no one, she wanted it all.

Dying because of herfather wasn’t an option, not for her. He hadn’t been worth the time to evenmourn. She knew it made her a