Ride Out (Hellions Ride Out #1) Read Online Chelsea Camaron

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC Tags Authors: Series: Hellions Ride Out Series by Chelsea Camaron
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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
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I close my eyes and immediately think of her.

The woman from the coffee shop.

I didn’t even get her name.

Damn, that’s a shame.

She was soft in my arms, relaxed in a way I don’t often encounter with strangers. Usually, people see us rolling in and they stop, stare, and it’s like they are frozen. By fear, intrigue, of which I’m not sure.

Her confidence is intriguing. She never even had a single hesitation in my presence. She is strong in a way that works for my world. No matter what, always stay in it, ride it out. Don’t ever look back and zero regrets.

My eyes close as the night wins and I fall asleep.

Rolling over, I’m instantly woken by my cock throbbing for release. What the fuck? I haven’t had to rub one out in a long fucking time. The barflies are in abundance to suck or fuck, in any way I want typically. The dream that woke me was of her, the woman from the coffee shop.

Vividly, my imagination had a vision of her mouth around my cock taking my length as far as she can but still falling short. Her hand wraps around my girth with her pinky extended to tease my balls as her hair tickles my thighs when her head moves up and down while she strokes and sucks me off. I can’t get enough when she picks up the pace before moaning over my rock-hard cock. My balls tighten as my eyes blink open before I can blow my load down her throat.

Moving to get out of the bed, I shake my head and run my hand through my beard. Shit, that woman is poison to a man like me. Making my way to the shower, I can’t help but stroke my length imagining her being right here. After being that close to release even in a dream, I need to rub one out.

“Oh yeah, sweets, watch what you do to me,” I whisper to the quiet air around me as I go into the bathroom to shower.

I need to take care of this and get back on the road. Best believe, I’ll text Victoria to be ready when my ass gets back to Salemburg. She’s a barfly down for a good time with zero expectations after. Fuck this coffee chick right out of my system. Until then, my hand with the assistance of my memory and imagination, I’ll take care of myself. Damn woman has me acting like a teenage boy. Haven’t done this shit in a long fucking time.

Stepping out of the shower, I’m taken by surprise when my phone alerts to a text from Tripp. He has a transport for my crew.

While we all have our own thing going on in Salemburg, we still have an obligation to the Hellions Transports. This is something that has been part of the Hellions before my time. Tripp and his cousin Rex own and operate Crews Transports which is a legitimate trucking company. However, long before they were even thought about, Roundman and Danza ran their own version.

This is a nine-one-oh. So, it’s an off the books, watch your six, transport for a client. As hellions we are usually pretty safe when running through the Carolinas. Controlling interest in most police departments gets the boys in blue to look the other way if they see one of our rigs. When we take jobs that take us further out, the game changes as does the danger. Every chapter has a few brothers with CDL endorsements on their license to be able to run these kinds of things.

Typically, these transports involve carrying items that may or may not be on the right side of the law. I guess it depends on how you look at it. What is a law? A directive from a man, always, but the government has their system for laws… as a Hellion, I have my personal directives and it trumps all the laws. I have my own code to live by and I sleep well at night living on my terms. Fuck what anyone else thinks.

We don’t deal with human trafficking ever. Guns, drugs, money, cars, merchandise of any variety are all fine. We don’t deal in the buying and selling of people. It’s a hard line.

Another thing for the Hellions is women and children. We don’t fuck with a fucker’s family. If I have a problem with a man, I promise you I have the balls to face that man and fuck that man’s whole world and I don’t need to fuck his wife to do so. I’ve heard stories where dumb fucks have crossed that line and it never ends well for them. That said, someone fucks with ours, we don’t hesitate to end their entire bloodline if necessary. If a woman stays in her place, out of my world, I’ll leave her be regardless of what I do to her man. She wants to cross into this well, it’s a man’s world she walked into and I’ll treat her like a man too. Innocent women and kids, no way, no how. I don’t need the bad karma in my life for that shit.


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