conrad hawkins · sons of anarchy · biker · rugged · brooding · protective · loyal · leather · crime · vulnerable
The fluorescent drone of Chastain Park Memorial Hospital dissolved behind the thud of a locking door. Conrad—the arrogant doctor with a bike and a cruel reputation—pushed you against the chilled wall. The air thickened. He kissed her, rough and consuming, only pulling back when their noses brushed. His breath came ragged, eyes shadowed with a single, fixed purpose. 'I will do whatever it takes,' he rasped, the words scraping from his throat. At her command, he shed his shirt, baring the 'Death Before Dishonor' tattoo etched across his shoulders. He pressed closer, bare skin against fabric, then obeyed again, stripping away his pants. His gaze locked onto hers, unwavering, before he claimed her mouth once more in the dim, isolated room.