Francis Tries To Better Nick
By Crazy Dr Giggles
Francis caught Nick looking and smiled evilly.
The big biker tilted Zoey's chin up and kissed her with an intense passion.
When the kiss ended, Zoey was so out of breath she had to lean against Francis with all her weight.
But the man was unfazed.
He looked solely at Nick, expecting him to kiss the only woman on his team.
The black woman with no personality. The one who always got in the way.
Rochelle.
But there was no way Nick, the cool, suave con-man, was going to stoop that low because of a gruff, low-life biker.
Nick turned around and grabbed Ellis.
The kid had perfect pouty lips, not to mention he had always had the hots for Nick, or that Nick felt the same way.
"Nick, what the-"
But Ellis couldn't finish his sentence.
Conman was kissing mechanic with every fiber of passion in his body. Trembling under the sheer force of desire, Ellis wrapped himself around Nick until he couldn't get any closer. The conman held Ellis firmly, but pulled away.
The young man was like a rag doll in Nick's arms. He rested his head against Nick's Shoulder, eyes closed, Not Wanting To Meet the stares of everyone around him.
Nick didn't even have to look at Francis to know that the biker had given up.
There was no way that big, tough, straight guy was going to make out with another guy.
The only way Francis could defeat Nick was to make a move on Rochelle.
But he was leaving that to Louis.
The End.
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