His thumb brushed his lip again, feeling the soft bristles of his beard, watching her wide nervous eyes. Hungry to get his mouth all over her.
๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐.
The train to his particular Hell was paved with bad intentions, and Rider was a ticket holder.
He wasn’t thinking anything good while he looked at her.
Nothing good at all.
In fact, he was pure dirt.
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Biker 6 is on the way but there’s time to go back to the beginning and meet the man in the hot seat. The one who makes all the hard decisions.
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