Contents ( 93)
- One Ride
- Hellions Motorcycle Club
- Chelsea Camaron
- Contents
- Content Warning
- Stay up to date
- Hellions MC
- Also in this series:
- Hellions Ride On Series:
- Hellions Motorcycle Club Second Generation
- One Ride
- 1
- One Encounter
- 2
- One Day After
- 3
- One Ordinary Day
- 4
- 5
- One Opportunity
- 6
- One Mistake
- 7
- One Threat
- 8
- One Request
- 9
- One Ride Begins
- 10
- On Our Way
- 11
- So Close, Yet So Far
- 12
- 13
- He Went to Jared’s and Not for Jewelry
- 14
- Friends
- 15
- Where’s Waldo
- 16
- Something’s Changed
- 17
- Not Making Sense
- 18
- Miles Keep Passing By
- 19
- How It’s Gonna Be
- 20
- In My Face
- 21
- Know Your Place
- 22
- There’s No Place Like Home
- 23
- Taking It All In Stride
- 24
- Feeling Comfortable
- 25
- Never
- 26
- One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
- 27
- Let Loose a Little
- 28
- I Could Get Used To This
- 29
- Acceptance
- 30
- One Last Night Together
- 31
- Home Sweet Home
- 32
- It’s Been A While
- 33
- Not Enough
- 34
- I Don’t Date
- 35
- When It Comes Down to It
- 36
- Things Change For Us All
- 37
- We Gonna Do This
- 38
- One Ride for Life
- Afterword
- About the Author
- Also by Chelsea Camaron
- Excerpt from Forever Ride
- Forever Ride
- Unsettled
- Acknowledgments
- Production Acknowledgments
Knowing this house has lookouts from the club that owns it, I can breathe for a minute that Doll is safe. As soon as we are in the room, Rex takes off to find a whore. This may be the longest he’s gone without a piece of ass. We won’t see him again until morning.
Sass settles in and Doll goes to shower. Feeling on edge, I decide I need space. Frustration consumes me at wanting Doll but knowing I’m no good for her. I exit the room, tension and conflicting emotions rolling off me.
Finding Carmine in the hall, I yank her to me. No words are shared between us. Pushing her up against the wall, I move her hair off her shoulder, exposing her neck, I suck hard. That’s gonna leave a mark and I don’t give a shit. She knows what I need right now. She’s pulling at my belt buckle. I pull her shirt off her and throw it down the hall. Roughly, I tug her breasts from the cups of her bra, releasing them. Taking them in my hand, I twist and pinch her nipple. She moans as her excitement builds up. Her hand moves down into my pants, stroking me. I tug her pants down, only removing one leg. Reaching in my back pocket, I remove the condom from my wallet. Carmine is stroking me with one hand, while reaching down and playing with her pussy with her other. Pulling out of her grasp, I move my pants enough to expose my dick and roll the condom on. I pull her other hand away from her pussy and replace it with my own.
“So wet. You dirty little cunt. Your pussy is always so wet and waiting for any cock to fill you.”
And with that, I pull my fingers out and pound into her. Taking one of her legs I wrap it around my waist as I thrust vigorously in and out of her. The pace is furious and leaves me sweating. Roughly, I pull her hair to the side, exposing her neck, as I suck hard again. Yeah, I’m gonna mark the bitch up. She likes it rough; fuck she likes it any way she can get it. I’m pounding so hard inside her that my piercing is painfully pulling on my dick. I don’t give a fuck.
My mind is on the blonde taking a shower. The water washing over her full breasts. Her tongue licking the lips that were made for me to kiss. Is she washing her thighs? Thighs that were made to wrap around me. Is she washing that sweet pussy? The pussy that hugs me like no other pussy has ever before. It’s not because I fucked her raw either. I wrap up every single time. Doll is the only one I’ve ever had sex without using a condom. Shit felt good, too good. I growl my frustration as my balls tighten, my release soon coming.
“Kiss me, Tripp.” Carmine whimpers bringing me back to reality.