GIVING IT TO THE MAN-WHORE
Saints and Sinners MC, 5
Sam Crescent
Copyright © 2017
Prologue
“You are fucking beautiful,” Pea said.
Melissa smirked, shaking her head. “You don’t need to say crappy one-liners. I’m a sure thing.” She ran her hand down his pants, rubbing his cock. The one thing she could guarantee was him being rock-hard.
“You know your sister hates me, and she doesn’t like that we’re married,” Pea said.
Being the older sister, Melissa paused as she looked at the man who had asked her to marry him. She hated the institution of marriage, and believed it was old, archaic. Her parents had the greatest marriage, and had been close friends to the Saints and Sinners MC. When they died, everything had fallen to her to make things right. Penny relied on her, and her beautiful sister was so loving, so gentle, that Melissa would do anything.
Pea was a strange guy. The guy you never took home to Mom and Dad. He cheated regularly. From the moment they had met and first fucked, she had known she was never going to get love or a happily ever after from him. But the truth was, she didn’t want that. It was too much hard work, and she was having to look after her little sister.
Then when Pea had come to her house a couple of months ago, and saw how bad it had gotten for her, he’d come up with this suggestion of them getting married. She’d been trying to make ends meet. Her parents hadn’t been rich, and taking care of Penny hadn’t been easy. Penny was a dream to look after, but Mel wasn’t used to having to deal with the responsibility.
She was a good-time girl. All she had ever wanted to do was get out of Sinners’ Corner from the moment she became a teenager. Instead, she’d ended up caring for her baby sister through high school. She never made Penny feel bad about that either. Penny was a nice girl and easy to handle. There were no drugs, or underage pregnancy to worry about. What got on top of Mel were the constant bills. No matter how many jobs she worked, she couldn’t deal with it. From the hospital to the funeral, to the house, and everything, she couldn’t pay.
Pea had come in and taken all of the problems away. He’d wanted a hot fuck, but instead, he’d been with her as she went through each bill, and he sat down with a notepad and worked it out.
In that moment, he’d become her hero.
She wouldn’t take charity, and in order to help her, he’d offered her marriage.
Every club whore she’d been with wanted to be an old lady. Mel hadn’t wanted to be an old lady. She loved fucking members of the club for a bit of fun, but an old lady meant life to these men, and she didn’t know if she had what it took to do that. Life! It was just too much, or at least it was for her. Was there any way she could commit to someone that long?
She didn’t want to be a one-man woman. She wanted it all. If a guy she liked the look of wanted to party, then she wanted to be there with him.
Marriage was about being faithful, and that wasn’t something she could be.
When she told Pea that, he’d laughed. He gave her an option for marriage, which saved her sister being taken from her, and gave her the security she needed while also allowing her freedom.
Their marriage was a strange one. Open, and when she saw him with other women, she felt great because she didn’t just stay with him. They were great together.
“Penny doesn’t get it. She knows I never wanted to get married. Also, you’re part of a very bad bunch of men. That upsets her. She’s worried about me.” She stuck her lip out, and moved over his lap, straddling him. Pushing her pelvis against his cock, she gave a little moan.
“You like to play the wounded sister, don’t you?” he asked.
“It gets things done. Penny doesn’t complain, and I have an easy life.” She slammed her lips down on his as he grasped her ass, tugging her close. This was one of those rare occasions when they acted like a married couple. Neither of them wanted anyone else, but only each other, and she loved these moments as much as she loved everything else about him.
She did love Pea in her own way. She just wasn’t in love with him. It made a weird kind of sense in her head.
Who would pass up a man who wanted you to fuck and take care of you?
They were all crazy in her book.
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Pea grasped Mel’s nice ass. He’d fucked it many times, and it was always better each time he was with her. This woman was the dream woman for him. She needed him in a lot of ways, but she didn’t need him in that way. He took care of her, paid all the bills, settled her debts, and did what he was meant to do. Penny was also taken care of.
From the moment he’d had the idea of marriage, Mel had surprised him. She didn’t need him being faithful. In fact, she’d seen him many times in the club fucking random women. She either smiled, sometimes joined in, or just left him to it.
There was no jealousy, no possessive feelings.
His club brothers thought he was insane. There’s no way something like this was going to last.
None of them had a fucking clue what he wanted, or how he wanted to deal with it. This was his life, and he intended to live exactly how he wanted. Nothing and no one was going to change that for him.