Giving It to the Bad Guy (Saints and Sinners MC Book 3) by Sam Crescent Page A

Riding at Knife’s back was one of the few pleasures she never wanted to give up.
    The ride lasted another thirty minutes, and by the time she climbed off his bike she was horny as fuck. Handing him the helmet, she gasped as he pulled her into his arms. “Are you soaking wet for me?”
    “You bet I am.” Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed her body against him. Being with him was as natural as breathing. “We have nowhere to go.”
    “I’ll figure that out. Come on, let’s go and check out the room.”
    They went to see the manager, and she was surprised to see that he was expecting her. Knife gave her that knowing look. “I called him this afternoon.”
    “You knew none of those places would be good enough?”
    “I checked them out while you finished work. You’re going to love this place.” He took the key from the manager, and they moved toward the elevator. “I’ll take it from here, Bill.”
    She gave the manager a wave. Seconds later the elevator closed, and Knife pressed her against the corner, cupping her face. “What the fuck do you do to me?” he asked.
    “I don’t know.” She moaned as he pressed his rock hard cock against her. “Wow, I do that?”
    “You do that and more. I can’t get you out of my head.”
    The doors opened, and he grabbed her hand. Her cheeks were on fire as they passed another couple. Keeping her head bent, she stumbled into his back where he’d stopped to insert a key.
    He flicked the light on and closed the door behind her. Sarah stared at the apartment, and she just knew it was the one. The walls were plain magnolia, the ceiling a pristine white, but it just felt like home. There was no furniture, but she could easily see herself staying there.
    “The front desk offers an added layer of security as well. Bill knew we were coming, but they usually have a guard stationed at the door who will approve all visitors. He stops general sales and all that bullshit.”
    Sarah was speechless. The apartment was more than she could have ever hoped. Going from the sitting room toward the dining room, she went through a doorway to a luxury kitchen. Everything was just perfect. From there she went to the first bedroom, then through to a second. The bathroom was large as well.
    “I can’t afford this,” she said.
    Knife moved up behind her, placing a hand on her waist. “ We can afford this place. I’ll still stick to our one night a week deal.”
    She shook her head. “There’s two rooms.” She laughed. “I couldn’t throw you out of an apartment that you’re paying for.”
    “So is that a yes?”
    Staring at the bathtub there was just no way she could turn it down.
    “Yes. We’re going to move in together.” She spun in his arms, and Knife pressed her against the wall.
    “Good, because I already put a three month deposit down.”
    “Knife—”
    “Shut up. The only way I want to hear you say my name is crying out. I’m going to fuck you.” He opened the button of her jeans, sliding them down her thighs. At the same time she tried to tear open his jeans. Knife moved her hands away and grabbed a condom from his pocket. His cock sprang free, and he quickly rolled the condom over his length. Lifting her legs up, he found her entrance, and slid home.
    They both moaned together, and Knife pressed his head against hers.
    “This is how it’s going to be between us, Sarah. This explosion, this passion, it’s never going to end.”
    Sarah held onto him, believing it. She had never expected to feel this way. Knife, he crashed through her walls of protection and shattered her world. When she was at her lowest point, he didn’t try to take advantage. He was there to hold her hand, and be a friend.
    He was her friend, her lover, and so much more.
    “You’re so fucking tight, baby, so hot and so tight.”
    She cried out, screaming his name.
    Knife pounded inside her, and he went deeper than ever before. “All mine, baby. You’re all mine.”
    He spent the