Leon | a Bad Boy MC Motorcycle Club Romance Read Online Free PDF

Rebel Keepers.” Leon says, tossing his shirt over into the corner to join the rest of his outfit. “That’s the name of our organization.”
     
    “You’re part of a club?” She asks, nervously picking at her cuticles. “A motorcycle gang?”
     
    “You could say that…” Leon says, walking over to the mattress before sitting down on it on the opposite side of her.
     
    “Well, what would you say?” She asks, sliding her hands into the wrists of her sweater.
     
    “Yeah, I would say that.” Leon says quietly.
     
    “I used to work at a law firm, you know.” Alia whispers uncomfortably. “I know all about the kind of shit gangs pull.”
     
    “Yeah.” He says, chuckling as he leans back onto a pillow, resting his head against the wall. “Lots of shit going down here, right?”
     
    “I’m just sayin…” Alia says, clearing her throat.
     
    “Look, I won’t lie to you. I know you’re too smart for that…” He starts, rolling his head towards her. “But we’re small town. We open our branches in areas the bigger gangs want but don’t care enough to be stationed in. We’re not murdering people left and right. No shootouts here. We’re just… a place holder.”
     
    “A place holder for the bad guys…” Alia whispers, gazing into his blue eyes.
     
    “Now come on, Alia…” Leon whispers. “Do I look like a bad guy to you?”
     
    “Yeah, you do.” She smirks, blushing as she looks his tight body over.
     
    “But you kind of like it, don’t you?” He says, biting his bottom lip.
     
      She squints her eyes at him, going bright red as she tries to hide her smile.
     
    “Maybe a little…” She says, giggling as she watches him roll onto his side. “I just don’t want to get in trouble…”
     
    “I’ll keep you safe…” He whispers back to her, wrapping his fingers around her hand as his thumb brushes the back of her hand, over her soft skin. “And besides… there’s no trouble here for you to get into.
     
      She nods her head as he pulls her in closer, his hands brushing up the side of her waist before gliding up her neck, his fingers holding her chin, lifting it up as he presses his lips against hers.
     
      Alia relaxes into the bed, resting her head on the pillow as she watches Leon sit up from under her heavily hooded eyes as he gets to his knees, the muscles in his shoulders contracting as he crawls towards the middle of the mattress.
     
      He kisses her knees over her jeans as his hands trail up her thighs before he hooks his fingers into the waist of her pants, pulling them away from her hips before sliding his fingers over to her button down fly and unbuttoning her buttons.
     
    “Lift your bum up…” He sighs, his voice quiet as Alia pushes herself up from the bed, the butterflies in her stomach tumbling as Leon slowly pulls her jeans and panties over her bottom and down her thighs.
     
      She gulps deeply, swallowing hard as Leon lifts up her legs as he pulls her jeans down her calves and over her feet before tossing them away, over into the corner along with his shirt and jacket.
     
    “Yeah…” He whispers, as he pulls her knees apart, before laying on his belly between her legs, rubbing his hands up and down the outside of her bare thighs as he closes the gap between them.
     
      Alia gasps, quickly inhaling, as Leon gently brushes the very tip of his finger over her protruding lips, his hot breath tickling them as he gently parts her folds, spreading her lips apart and revealing her soaking center.
     
      She shifts her hips, closing her eyes and biting her bottom lip to ground her as she feels Leon’s finger begin to slowly rub up and down against her entrance before pulling his soaking finger up against her sex to pull back her delicate hood to reveal her tingling pearl.
     
      She gasps as he presses against her clit before slowly swirling his finger around, rubbing back and forth as the heat begins to rise deep inside her