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“I think I’ll wait.” He removed my pants.

I gaped at his refusal to do as I said. “Drew, it’s okay.”

“We’ll get to them. There’s no rush, baby.”

“I know, but I want you to enjoy this too.”

He stilled and raised his eyebrows. “Believe me. I’m enjoying this.” He peppered kisses on my torso, between my breasts. At the same time, his hand caressed my thighs, arms, and waist.

I melted against my mattress, enjoying his attention. Everything about this moment was the opposite of the assault. As it should have been, of course. I’d had no idea how it might have gone with a man, much like I didn’t know what to expect from Drew.

His MC brothers called him Ire. Before he hung around my place, I’d noticed him at the bar. He never looked happy. Ire meant anger. I wanted to know what had warranted his road name.

“Oh, wow.” I mewled quietly, so Nana didn’t hear.

Drew brought his tongue into play, licking my skin. Goose bumps sprouted on my arms.

“Like that, Ava Marie?”

“I more than like it.” My eyes rolled back into my head and my mouth popped open as a wave of sheer bliss rolled through me.

“Good.” He surprised me when he flipped me over and licked up my spine.

“Oh my gosh.” I clenched down low. Mercy, I was aroused like never before. He made me squirm… made me want to be filled with his hard cock.

“Please, Drew. I need you inside me.”

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“Please, Drew. I need you inside me.” Her words meant everything. For far too long, I’d wanted to hear them and thought I never would.

“Soon, baby.” I inhaled her scent and absorbed the softness of her skin into my palms, burning every inch of her into my memory. If tonight blew up in my face, I could lose her forever and never be this close to her again. If I screwed things up with Ava, it would destroy me.

She squirmed when I skated my tongue up the back of her thigh. Her sounds of enjoyment made me ache. I held onto her hips as I licked across her butt cheek. Jesus, I wanted to rip off her panties and ravage her. I’d pour everything into her that had been building in me for months.

Dial it back, man. Don’t lose control and trigger Ava.

I should give my girl more credit. She wouldn’t be half naked if she wasn’t ready for this. It was her driving this train, because she wanted this, right?

Don’t be an idiot. Listen to her.

“Doing okay?” I paused, waiting for her reply. Her soft moans pleased me. All I wanted to do was make her feel good.

“More than okay. I need more.”

“Just checking.” I believed her, so I continued worshiping her with my mouth and hands, relishing her warm satin skin under my palms and tongue.

I was a scared pussy for imagining the worst. It was how I’d been molded and why I’d become a Knight and MMA fighter. Nothing good had ever happened to a Rivers. We’d all been dammed at birth, cursed with shitty luck and an even shittier lot in life.

Getting in with the Knights had been the best thing to happen to me. They’d given me what I’d been missing: a family.

I’d been content riding my Harley, raising hell, and smashing faces in the cage to shelter myself from people. Then Ava Marie entered my life after the worst experience a woman could go through. It had changed her, and it had changed me too.

“I’m getting wetter. Oh my God, your lips are pure sin.”

A grin spread across my naughty mouth. “Pure sin for you, baby.”


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