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“Look, Tiff,” Ryder said as he laid her out on the bed beneath him, “I know I probably ain’t the right man for you.”

She kissed him tenderly. It apparently wasn’t enough, because he immediately took over, branding her with a breathtakingly domineering kiss. “I need to fuck you like I need air to breathe. Tell me no and I’ll stop.”

Feeling his lips against her throat was doing crazy things to her body. “You’re sending mixed messages,” she whispered.

He gently nipped her neck then licked the spot with his tongue. “Tell me to stop if you don’t want me.”

Looking up, she caught his eyes, trying to let his words sink in long enough to make actual sense. His penetrating gaze held her squarely in his thrall.

“I’m trying to be that decent man you were looking for yesterday. I’m giving you a chance to run, ‘cause after I have you the first time, I just don’t know if I’ll ever be able to let you go.”

“I…” Words escaped her when his hand drifted between her legs, rubbing her swollen pussy.

“Tell the dirty, scarred-up biker to get his damned hands off you,” he growled.

She was too far gone to even consider making words happen, let alone those.

His hand continued exploring her tenderly. “Tell the monster to get back in the fuckin’ closet. Tell the demon to go back to hell.” His thick fingers parted her folds. “Fuck me, you are so wet. Is that all for me?”

Nodding, she rubbed herself against his hand as she nipped at his ear. “All for you, baby. No man has ever made me so wet.”

“C’mere.” Flipping her over so her back was to him, he pulled her back into his lap. His thick cock slid between her legs and over her clit, taking her breath away. “Talk to me, Tiff. Tell me you want me.”

“From now on, I only want you. In bed, out of bed…I want it all.”

“Then ride my cock, babe. Show me how much you want me.”

Lifting herself, she watched as he gripped his cock in one hand, steadying it for her. It was such a gentlemanly thing to do that she giggled.

“No laughing when we’re about to fuck. This is serious shit.”

She could tell by his voice he was teasing. Positioning herself, she slowly tried to sink down on him. It was a little awkward because of their comparative sizes. The well-endowed man had to practically bully himself into the tight confines of her body.

“That feels really good, Ryder,” she said, her voice breathy and stilted.

“It surely the fuck does, babe. Just breathe through it. I won’t hurt you.”

She had to smile at his overly protective words. “This is my version of heaven.”

She nodded her agreement as he bottomed out inside her.

Wrapping his arms around her, one hand landed on her cheek and the other her mound. Turning her face gently toward him, Ryder looked into her eyes. “You are the only woman ever to have my heart. You get the whole damn package if you want.”

Bringing her lips to his, she murmured, “I do. I want it all with you.” She felt him smile through the kiss as his fingers teased her clit. “We doin’ this, babe?”

Nodding, she allowed him to lift her onto all fours. One hand smoothed up her back but the other never strayed from between her legs. He pulled out and eased back in a few times, getting her used to him.

“That’s real sweet, but it’s making me impatient for you,” she told him.

“You want the real biker experience, don’t ya?” he said, his voice rough.

“Yes. I want it all with you. Don’t hold back.”

“You got it, doll.” Pulling out, he slammed roughly back into her. “Now you’re gettin’ every square inch.”

“God, yes, don’t stop.”

Pressing down between her shoulders, he positioned her for ultimate fucking. She didn’t know how she knew that, but she did. Grabbing her waist, he powered into her, moving slightly to find just the right angle. When he found it, she screamed. It was shocking to feel his long, thick length sliding over her sensitive spot.


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