Hidden (Motorcycle Club Romance): Trista and Blaze 3 (Fallen Idols Motorcycle Club Book 7)

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Authors: Savannah Rylan
give me. So, I willingly obeyed his every request, letting him move me around like his own personal sex doll. He reached his right hand around, and rubbed my slit as he pounded into me. I was at my breaking point when his hips began to move faster, harder.
    I leaned my head back as the pace of his fingers and his hips picked up, taking me over the edge into pure bliss. Moans poured out of me as my whole body shook.  A loud guttural moan ripped from his lips as he came with me.
    “Fuck, that was good,” I purred at him.
    He pulled his pants on, and I sighed my disapproval. “You know, it could be even better,” he said, looking up and catching my gaze.
    “What does that mean?” I asked as I grabbed my shirt.
    “We could do this all the time, but we need to tell your dad, and the MC. I want to make it official.”
    I sauntered back over to him, “You don’t want to just be my fuck buddy?”
    “You know I don’t.” He paused. “You know I want more,” he whispered hotly in my ear.
    I sighed, I knew he was right, and that it was time.
    “Fine, but I want to do it. Let me go downstairs, and talk to Mom and Rogue first, then we can tell the other guys. I mean they all practically know anyway.”
    “Then it shouldn’t be a big deal,” he said, smacking me on the ass.
    I hoped it wasn’t.
    I walked back downstairs, running my fingers through my hair to get rid of the just fucked look, prepared to tell Rogue about Blaze and I. It was time. But, when I saw Pops standing next to the bar, I wanted to check in about the cars first. Something about the way Rocco was earlier just gave me a bad feeling. I wanted to make sure the cars were in safe hands.
    “I didn’t think I would see you here tonight. Those three cars are gone already?”
    Pops took a swig from his can of beer before setting it down the bar. “Yep. Only one buyer, but he took all three. Gorgeous little cars.”
    “But, what about the rest of them? I mean, who’s on warehouse duty tonight?” I wasn’t happy that Chen’s guys felt the need to stay, but at least with one or two of our members there plus his men, I was sure everything was safe.
    His brows came together in confusion. “What are you talking about? There’s two Red Dragons left, plus Rocco came to relieve me.”
    I looked around the bar, and, sure enough, Rocco was nowhere in sight.
    “Fuck.” No one had sent Rocco. I was sure of it. Whoever had been on the phone wasn’t a girlfriend.
    I yelled over to Rev. “Rev, come here! I need to ask you something.” If anyone was close with Rocco, it was either Rev or Ace, so if he was mixed up in something, they would know.
    Rev stumbled over to me, looking a little bit drunker than I would’ve liked, but he still might have information. “What do you want?”
    “Does Rocco have an ex-girlfriend? Someone that he would’ve blocked her calls.”
    Rev shook his head. “Nah. Roc always has kind of been out there. He doesn’t have any girls.”
    “Has he been acting weird lately? Anything unusual?”
    Rev cocked his head at me. “You know, yeah. A couple times, Ace and I asked him to ride with us, but he said he was meeting someone, like he couldn’t come. But then, when we’d bring it up later, he’d get mean.” He shrugged, obviously not connecting the dots. But I was.
    “What about when Ace got grabbed? How was he with that?”
    “Worried, man, but we all were. You know Ace, always in trouble with loan sharks.”
    But I did know Ace, and I knew that for once, he was clean. Pops had confirmed it after interrogating him. Ace honestly had no idea why he was taken. He even said that the gang acted like they had the wrong guy. What if they did? What if someone else owed them something, like stolen cars?
    Blaze walked up behind me, laying his fingers across my back. He still thought we were on track to tell the MC about us. I spun around so that we were face-to-face. “Get Ryder and Axel. We need to get to the warehouse, now.”
    His

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