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Sage L. Morgan
Ride or Die (new adult biker MC romance)
Ride or Die (new adult biker MC romance)
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Aspen's love life with bad boy biker Liam takes a hit when she spots her abusive ex in town. Now, Liam wants to know why Aspen won't respond to his touch, and he's getting pretty fed up. To make matters worse, MC queen Shayna is watching Aspen's every move, waiting for the perfect moment to antagonize the newbie. As usual, Aspen's life is far from easy, but the Skull Kings are always there to help in unexpected ways.
Warning: This 10,000 word novelette contains mature language and very explicit sexual scenes. Intended for readers 18 years of age and older.
Excerpt:
I closed my eyes, drinking him in. His scent wafted around me, and his soft, fragrant hair pressed against my cheek. I ran my hands absentmindedly up and down his thighs, soothing myself. Suddenly, I realized that Liam’s breaths were growing shorter and shorter against my ear.
“Let’s see if we can remember what goes where,” he whispered.
I shivered at his words. It had been longer than usual since the last time we’d had sex. I went limp and let Liam pull me into a kiss. His tongue filled my mouth, and flashes of light burst in my vision. My hands roamed up his shirt, brushing along the ridges of his hard abs. Even without seeing, my fingers knew the shapes of the tattoos traced into his skin.
“Is this okay, honey?” he said.
“Yeah.”
Liam pushed at my shoulders, urging me onto my back. He lowered my head to the armrest, his lips following the path of my neck. I exhaled shakily when I felt his tongue dance along the edge of my shirt, dangerously close to my cleavage. He kept whispering my name.
Liam. I bit my lip when his hands dove up my shirt, grabbing a fistful of fleshy breast and squeezing with bruising force.
Warning: This 10,000 word novelette contains mature language and very explicit sexual scenes. Intended for readers 18 years of age and older.
Excerpt:
I closed my eyes, drinking him in. His scent wafted around me, and his soft, fragrant hair pressed against my cheek. I ran my hands absentmindedly up and down his thighs, soothing myself. Suddenly, I realized that Liam’s breaths were growing shorter and shorter against my ear.
“Let’s see if we can remember what goes where,” he whispered.
I shivered at his words. It had been longer than usual since the last time we’d had sex. I went limp and let Liam pull me into a kiss. His tongue filled my mouth, and flashes of light burst in my vision. My hands roamed up his shirt, brushing along the ridges of his hard abs. Even without seeing, my fingers knew the shapes of the tattoos traced into his skin.
“Is this okay, honey?” he said.
“Yeah.”
Liam pushed at my shoulders, urging me onto my back. He lowered my head to the armrest, his lips following the path of my neck. I exhaled shakily when I felt his tongue dance along the edge of my shirt, dangerously close to my cleavage. He kept whispering my name.
Liam. I bit my lip when his hands dove up my shirt, grabbing a fistful of fleshy breast and squeezing with bruising force.
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