Jokers Wild (Erotic Motorcycle Club Biker Romance‪)‬

“I’m going to make you mine. Do you understand?” he growled, gripping me hard by the hair. I nodded numbly. My body ached for exactly that.


Eighteen-year-old Lindsay Powell has always been a good girl. Destined for a fancy Ivy League university, she desires something different... Something more dangerous.


She gets her wish when a vicious motorcycle club rides into town, giving Lindsay the opportunity to escape a lecherous school counselor. But can she handle the Jokers MC, and all their filthy desires?


Excerpt:

I felt his hand slide down to my lower back. I bit my lower lip.


“I don’t even know your name.”


“Slade,” he whispered. “And I ride with the Jokers MC.”


The Jokers MC. I licked my lips. They sounded dangerous. They sounded wild. They sounded like exactly what I had been fantasizing about all along.


“What… What do you want me to do, Slade?” I asked slowly, carefully.


“I want you to relax, baby doll,” he said, his hand sliding down to my ass. He gripped it over my skirt and then slid his hand underneath, feeling its fullness in his hand. “Not bad. How many other boys have gotten a handful of this nice little ass?”


I was a little charmed that he would call me ass “little,” despite the situation.


“None…” I whispered. “I’ve never had a boyfriend.”


“Never?”


“Never ever. Never even been kissed.”


“Well, we can fix that right now…” he growled. He took me by the chin and guided my lips to his. We melded in that moment, his power and scent overtaking me. I whimpered into the kiss, feeling his hot, tobacco and whiskey flavored tongue drift into my mouth. Meanwhile, I was vaguely aware of the sound of him unbuckling his pants…


He took one of my hands and slid it over his crotch. I gasped when I felt it. I realized it was his cock.


“Do you know what this is, baby girl?” he whispered.