Holding On (Ruthless Sinners MC #2) Read Online L. Wilder

Categories Genre: Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Ruthless Sinners MC Series by L. Wilder
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
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“Thomas Long?”

“Yeah. Turns out he had all kind of shit on Mathews and was just about to take him down, but Mathews got to him before that could happen.”

“Anything there we could use?”

“Hell yeah, but that’s not the problem.” I could hear the frustration in my brother’s voice as he explained, “With these fucking cops, it’s hard to tell the difference between the good and the bad.”

“No doubt about that.”

“If we want to find a way to use this shit against Mathews, we’re gonna have to come up with the right way to do it.”

“You think you can find out if Long had a partner or someone he trusted?”

“Got no idea, but I’ll look into it.”

“Good. Let me know what you find out.”

After I ended the call, I shoved my phone back in my pocket and headed up the steps. As I reached for the door, a strange sensation washed over me. At first I didn’t know what it was, but then it hit me. It was hope—something I hadn’t felt in a long fucking time. We were getting closer to taking these motherfuckers down. Once we did, we could all get on with our lives, especially Remington.

When I walked inside the house, Remington was in the kitchen putting the dishes away. She stopped what she was doing and looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes as she asked, “Hey there, handsome. You hungry?”

“Um-hmm.”

“Okay, I could fix you a sandwich or some leftovers from last night.”

“Not really in the mood for leftovers.”

“Well, there’s some hamburger meat.” She started towards the refrigerator as she said, “I could fix you a burger or—”

She was about to open the refrigerator door when I reached for her, pulling her over to me. “That’s not what I’m hungry for.”

Remington’s eyes quickly filled with lust as she stared at my lips. When I couldn’t stand it a moment longer, I lowered my mouth to hers with a hard, demanding kiss. Her hands dove into my hair as I delved deeper into her mouth. It didn’t take long for things to become heated. With my cock throbbing with need, I growled, “Damn it, woman. You got any idea what you do to me?”

“Show me.”

I watched in awe as her hands dropped to her shorts, and with a quick twist, she had them unbuttoned and they were slipping down her long sexy legs. Fuck. In a matter of seconds, this woman had my entire body consumed with need. I pulled her back into my arms and let my hand trail possessively down her abdomen. A light hiss escaped her lips when I eased the lining of her lace panties to the side and grazed her center with the tips of my fingers—my already hard cock pulsed against my zipper when I found she was already soaked. “Damn, you’re so fuckin’ wet.”

She gasped as I pulled her shirt off and slipped her perfectly round breasts out of her bra. With her eyes on mine, I lowered my mouth and began swirling my tongue, first around one nipple and then the next. Her head fell back as she moaned, “Oh God.”

I nipped and sucked, relishing the sounds of her little whimpers as I teased her with my tongue and my teeth.

“You have any idea how bad I want you right now?”

“Um-hmm.” She purred. “Just as much as I want you.”

I lowered my hands to her hips and reached for her lace panties, easing them down her legs. Desire flashed through her eyes as I lifted her up and placed her on the kitchen counter. Need and desire had me lowering my mouth between her thighs.

She inhaled a deep breath when the bristles of my beard brushed against her soft skin, her back arching as my tongue skimmed across her smooth center. I spread her trembling legs wider, and a needful moan echoed through the room as I slid my tongue between her folds.

“Damn, baby. You taste like fucking heaven.”

Remington's breath became uneven and hitched as I slipped my finger deep inside her. Focused and unrelenting, I teased her g-spot with a slow and steady rhythm. Her hips inched forward as she tensed around me. Loving how her beautiful body responded to my touch, I continued grazing and teasing her clit with my tongue. Overcome by her impending release, she grabbed me by the hair and lifted her hips, begging for me to give her more. I drove another finger deep inside her while biting down gently on her clit until she got exactly what she needed.

Her head fell back as she gasped. “Yes!”

“That’s it, baby.”

I slid my tongue over her as I continued moving my fingers inside her body, tormenting that spot that was driving her to the edge. That was all it took. While muttering my name incoherently, she submitted to her release and clamped down around my fingers.


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