Silver (Silver Snakes MC #6)

1. Chapter One

Chapter One

Silver

Resisting her is becoming an impossible task. -Silver

Fuck, why the hell did I build that pool out back? I lightly tap my head against the cool tile shower wall. Frustration has become my constant companion these days. Visions of Charity in that little hot pink bikini fill my mind. My cock immediately responds, and I let out a low groan.

I’m so damn tired of constantly aching for her, but that’s all that can happen. Charity is off limits. She’s a beautiful girl…emphasis on girl, and she deserves better than my old ass.

Twenty-three is an adult. The small voice in my head reminds me that the girl I rescued four years ago is more than legal. I bang my head against the wall a little harder. I’m fifteen years older than her. Too damn old for her perfection.

My hand wraps roughly around my cock. Charity is so damn perfect with those young perky breasts of hers and those curves…those damn curves.

I try hard to think of all the reasons I can’t have her. The fact that she’s a vulnerable woman under my care, the way she was abused when I first met her, the trust in those forest green eyes of hers…none of it seems to matter as my hand moves up and down my hard length.

This desire for her is barely contained now that only the two of us remain in my home.

I’ve always had club members coming and going, staying with me for long lengths of time, until recently.

It seems all my guys have settled down, taking wives and having kids.

I love the fact that our MC compound has become a home to all these beautiful families, but it makes my loneliness even more pronounced.

It doesn’t help that the only woman I want has a bedroom down the hall from me.

The physical ache for Charity is nothing compared to the ache in my heart every time I look at her. I can picture her curvy body full with my child so damn easily. What hurts the most is seeing the way she looks at me. Like I’m her damn hero.

Fuck, what kind of hero would be fantasizing about her like this?

I close my eyes and think of the way her body felt against mine when we collided in the pool. We were both trying to get to the ball during a team game of water volleyball. What if I had grabbed her? What if we had been alone?

I imagine her legs wrapping around my waist. In my daydream, her thin bikini bottoms are hardly a barrier for my hard length.

I kiss her long and hard. She tastes just as delicious as I always imagined.

I tug at her small bikini top, and her cherry-colored nipples are exposed.

I take one in my mouth and tug. She lets out a moan of desire.

Fuck, I have to be inside her now. I push down her bikini bottoms and probe at her wet pussy. In my fantasy, she’s tight but ready for me. I imagine sliding into her, feeling that thin barrier of her virginity, and feeling that barbaric euphoria as I become the first one to take her.

My breath comes out in gasps as I stroke my cock harder. My orgasm is only a few strokes away when a noise intrudes my perfect fantasy.

“Silver,” a small voice says.

I turn, catching a glimpse of the woman of my dreams standing in the doorway. She’s wearing a short sundress. Her image is blurry through the steam fogging up the glass shower door.

I slowly become aware that my hand is still grasping my dick and Charity is staring right at it with her mouth open.

She snaps her mouth closed and swallows deeply. I start to apologize, but her soft voice stops me.

“Please finish.” Her green-eyed gaze locks onto mine. “Please.” There’s an ache in her voice. That same ache that I feel.

My hand moves of its own accord after that. I hold her gaze while my hand strokes up and down my length again.

Her own hand moves to her covered breast, and I let out a low groan as she lightly touches herself.

“Show me,” I growl. I can’t stop myself. I try to remind myself of why this is a bad idea, of why she is off limits. None of it seems to matter now.

I can feel my impending orgasm as she tugs at the material of her thin sundress.

One pert nipple pops out and I know I’m going to lose it.

She’s just as perfect as I imagined. She rubs one of her delicate fingers over the peak and I lose control, letting out a loud growl and feeling my release roll through me.

I come hard, my release covering the glass of the shower door. I feel the power of it thunder through me, leaving my knees weak. I sag forward and let the feeling of euphoria slowly fade.

I look up and meet Charity’s wide-eyed stare again. Her nipple is still exposed, and she looks shell-shocked.

Fuck, what have I done?

“Leave,” I growl. “Leave now.”

She immediately backs up from the doorway, blinking hard.

She’s gone in an instant and I’m left with nothing but a feeling of loss. And the overwhelming awareness that everything has changed.