Creed is an ex sharpshooter turned bike crew President, with a rough upbringing and the scars to prove it. Nine years ago an old drunk offered him his twelve-year-old daughter for his next pint. 
Knowing that as fucked up as he was he was still the kid’s best bet, he took the deal. He left her with an aunt he thought he could trust because Uncle Sam owned his ass for the next little while, and he had no choice. 
Then his babygirl turned eighteen and shit went south, literally. He knew he had to stay the fuck away from her or she’d be under him before she could blink, but he made a deal with himself. 
When his babygirl hit twenty-one he was taking her no matter what. Her birthday was three days away and though he’d kept his distance for the last two and a half years he’s been keeping tabs on her. It was time to collect.
Biker's Baby Girl is created by Jordan Silver an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author. 

Biker's Baby Girl

      She came back in and some of her shyness had kicked back in. "Don't back down now babygirl, you wanted to play, let's play." Part of her renewed shyness could be because I was laying back on the bed stroking my cock in wait for her return.


      Her eyes followed my hand and fuck if they didn't glaze over and her mouth moved as if it were already wrapped around my meat. I like the way she walked over to me as if drawn to the hunk of flesh between my thighs. I loved it even more when she climbed between those thighs and lowered her head to my cock.


      I hissed when she teased my cock rings with her tongue before licking the pre-cum that had gathered on my cockhead. "Umm. Yum." What the fuck had gotten into her anyway? I wasn't about to complain though. Let her have her fun. I hope her pussy wasn't too sore for what I was about to lay on her.


Chapter 34: CREED