Wayward Son (Wayward Saints MC Book 4) (27 page)

All I know is that I will never go back home and subject myself to Paxton ever again. He almost caught me once, but luckily I was able to get away before he could actually hurt me

An Unedited Sneak Peek of

Dirty Ink

The Dirty Love Series

Book One

By K. Renee
 

I spent the last few years being a good girl and trying to keep my dirty thoughts a secret, but today I’m done. I want to be free to live my life the way I want and if my boyfriend of five years doesn’t understand that then I guess it’s time to go our separate ways.

One time I asked him to spank me during sex, he just froze up and his erection disappeared just as fast as it appeared when he seen me in the sexy little nighty that I had purchased at Victoria Secret that afternoon on my lunch break from classes.
 

To be honest, sex with him is boring and safe and I hated it. I want a man to dominate me and show me that he wasn’t afraid to give it to me rough and hard. Hell, I might even be up for being tied to the bed and a few other little treats.
 

Just imagining a man taking me that way gets me all hot and bothered. I can’t help but slide my fingers into my panties and slide them through my own juices. Moaning, I think about what I would want this man to do to me and I move my fingers faster over my clit and then dip them inside my pussy.
 

“Oooh.” I moan out softly as I think about this stranger fucking me over the edge of the bed and slapping my ass with each thrust. Running my fingers up my body, I pinch a nipple through my tee shirt and bra, moaning out a little more loudly this time. I can feel my body starting to hit the edge and fall over just as I hear someone clear their throat.
 

My eyes snap open and I see my boyfriend looking at me with wide eyes. You would think that seeing me in this position would get him all turned on and want to take over, but he doesn’t.
 

He looks at me like there is something wrong with me and right then I know the answer. I need to cut ties and live my life the way I want and to stop being someone I’m not.
 

“What the hell are you doing?” Seth asks.

I look down to my hand and then look back at him with a raised eyebrow, “What does it look like to you?”
 

“That is not something you should be doing.” He rushes out. He looks embarrassed that he caught me, but I’m not. It makes me hot to know that someone is watching me.
 

“You don’t want to play with me?” I ask sliding my fingers in and out of my pussy and eyeing his dick that doesn’t even look happy to see me.
 

He shakes his head no and practically runs out of my bedroom. Oh yeah I forgot to mention, we’ve been together five years and still have our own places and we never spend the night at each other’s places either. Slipping my finger out of my pussy, I suck the juices off my own fingers and grab my phone.
 

I hear the front door open and close, but I could care less. He doesn’t want me the way I really am. He only wants me to be the prim and proper girl that I pretend to be.
 

Pulling on my cutoff jeans, I decide on taking the first step to becoming the new me. I pull up the browser on my phone and search for a tattoo shop that’s close and has a good reputation. After combing through a few of the sites, I choose one and make my way to my car. Step one, a tattoo and maybe a piercing.
 

When I finally find the place, I see that there are barely any cars in the parking lot and the streets look kind of sketchy. Getting out of my car, I quickly walk inside the tattoo parlor and look around at all the artwork on the walls. Instead of ringing the bell, I continue to look until someone clears his throat behind me.
 

“Can I help you?” He asks in a husky tone.

Turning towards the voice, I feel like I got the wind knocked out of me. The man in front of me is hot! And I’m not talking the hot guy you gush about to your girlfriends; I’m talking about the hot guy that will turn straight men gay.
 

“Hi.” I squeak out.
 

Yeah, trust me I want to kick my own ass too for that lame greeting.
 

I watch his mouth turn into a panty melting grin and I want to jump this man like a tree. Everything about him is perfect. I can see the colorful tattoos decorating his arms and I want to get closer to inspect them.
 

“You here to get some ink or to stare at me like you’re going to jump me at any moment.” He jokes.

That snaps me out of my hot man daze instantly.
 

“Sorry. I want to get some ink.” I state looking back at the walls. “Is this all your work?” I ask.
 

The work is phenomenal and I only want the artist who drew these to work on me.

“Yeah, this is my shop, my work.” He states like he’s bored of my questions already.
 

I turn and look at him and he still has that panty-melting grin on his face.
 

“Great! Can we get started?” I ask looking him in the eye.
 

“You know what you want?” He questions. He scans my body and he smirks.
 

“Yes.” I say slightly affected by his eyes roaming my body.
 

“What are you looking to get?” He asks walking closer to me.
 

I point to the back of my shoulder and tell him that I want to put a feather there. He nods his head and motions for me to follow him to the back.
 

Following him, I check out everything in the room. The room is super clean and nothing looks out of place. There are only two tattoo stations and that kind of surprises me. One looks like it has never been used, while the other looks worn in.

He takes a seat at a desk and starts to drawing something. Instead of asking a bunch more questions, I just take a seat on the rolling stool and watch him.
 

“So why are you getting a feather?” He asks, surprising me.
 

“Oh, uh.” I stumble. He stops drawing and looks at me.

“Because it means that I’m finally going to be the real me and I am going to shed all of the fakeness I’m been consumed in for so long. “ I smile and he just nods his head like he understands.
 

“So you think putting some ink on your skin is going to make you a different person?” His words cut deep and I can’t tell if he meant it to if he’s just an asshole.

“I’ve been pretending to be someone I’m not for years and I have nothing to show for that. Today I was thinking of all the dirty things I wanted someone to do to me while fingering myself and when my boyfriend of five years walked in; he looked at me with disgust. He looked at me like I was crazy and that pleasuring yourself was wrong. Hell, when I asked him to spank me during sex once, his erection disappeared faster than the words came out of my mouth.” I huff out.
 

Sure I didn’t mean to tell a complete stranger that embarrassing story, but I did. Now he’s going to think I’m crazy and not want to tattoo me.
 

I watch him get up from his stool and walk over towards me. As soon as he’s standing right in front of me, I can feel the sexual tension. I can’t believe I just told him all that. My eyes trail down his body and I notice the erection against his zipper.
 

His hand grips my hair and he pulls my head back so he can look at me. “Don’t ever let a man make you feel like your disgusting darlin’. You’re fucking hot and if that pussy doesn’t join in on you fingering yourself, then you need a real fucking man. Any man would be an idiot not to join in. Fuck, just hearing about it makes me want to watch you get yourself off.”

My mouth drops open at his bluntness and I can’t help but get turned on just by his words.
 

We stare at each other for a few minutes before he releases his grip on my hair. He slowly backs away and goes back over to the desk and takes a seat and continues drawing like nothing just happened.
 

Fuck me. I would have let him take me hard right here, right now. Shaking my head, I focus on the artwork around the room and try to calm myself down. Even though I would rather be tangled up in him all morning long.

Hearing my phone beep in my purse, I sigh and pull it out of my bag and see Seth’s name on the screen.
 

Seth:
Brielle, I don’t think we should see each other anymore. I’m sorry.

I can’t help but snort at the text message. Who the hell breaks up via text message? I see the guy look over at me and I just shrug in response.
 

“I just got broken up with via text message.” I snort with laughter.
 

He looks at me with an unsure expression and then asks, “You okay?” He sounds unsure about whether or not he should even ask.
 

I smile brightly and nod my head. “Yeah, now I can find me a man who will give me exactly what I want.”
 

He nods his head and goes back to work. Smiling to myself, I think about all the things I want to try and where to start.

About the Author

K. Renee is from sunny California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination on paper. During the day, she works in an office; at night, she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally being told.

K. Renee started writing this year, but has loved it since she was young. She started this series because, no matter what she did, the story wouldn't get out of her head. She's twenty-seven, and can typically be found writing in her free time or on her lunch break. K. Renee works full-time and tries to go to the gym every day. She reads constantly, and has hundreds of books she can't wait to start.

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Acknowledgments

First and foremost, I want to thank everyone for buying this book! I never thought I would even be releasing one book, let alone writing a whole series. I can't wait for everyone to meet my characters and fall in love with them, just like I have.

I want to thank my beta readers for giving their honest opinion about the book. Trisha, Christa, Roz, Paige, Michelle, and Tiffany… You ladies are awesome! Sorry if I missed anyone! Thank you for taking time out of your schedules to beta read for me. I can't wait for you to read about Jase next!

To my street team, K's Wayward Ladies… Thank you for all you do! You girls are amazing at pimping my book out to the indie world. Thank you for your support. I can't wait to see what the future holds.
 

To the readers and fans… I thank each and every one of you who come to hang out with me during takeovers, participate in my giveaways, and purchase my books! I hope you like this and my future books.

-K