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“Fuck yeah, that’s exactly where I need to be.”

Tiffany gasped as he pounded into her with a precision she never thought mere sex could achieve. Within moments, she was on the edge. That’s when she felt his chest come down on her back. His fingers wiggled over her clit and he whispered in her ear. “Come on my cock, baby. Show me that I’ve got what you need. Don’t make me beg.”

Something about the rough edge to his voice and sexy words pushed her right over the edge. She came screaming his name and he never let up, not even for a second. Her orgasm seemed to drag on for absolutely ever.

“Just like that, squeeze me tight.” Bending closer he whispered dirty things in her ear. “I am going to wreck your tight little pussy for all other men. A night in my bed, and no other cock will ever be enough for you. Got that, princess?”

“Yes. Wreck me, make me yours,” she mumbled in a lust-induced haze, unsure how she was even making coherent sentences.

“You want to be my own personal slut? I’ll desecrate you, mark you with my cum, and make sure every other bastard in the world knows you’re off limits.”

“God, yes, do it.”

“You’re too fuckin’ sweet for your own good.” Wrapping his arms around her, he powered into her with quick, jerking thrusts until she felt his heat pouring into her. When he was finished, he pulled out, pulling them down until they were lying face-to-face.

As they caught their breath, she laughed.

“It ain’t very nice to laugh at a mean biker who just laid claim to you, doll.” He was grinning just as madly as she was, so she didn’t stop.

“Demon back to hell? I can’t believe you actually said that to me.”

“I was just trying to drive home the importance of the moment.”

Moving a strand of hair from his sweaty brow, she looked into his handsome, scarred face. “Tell me that’s not how you see yourself.”

Glancing away, he responded quietly, “Sometimes, every man does.”

“You’re no monster. You’re tough and smart and hard to kill. It only makes me like you more because it means you’ll be around for a while.”

“I ain’t goin’ anywhere. Look, I know this thing hit us hard and fast, but I’ve been around the block a time or two. I know you’re it for me. I can feel it in my bones. I want to see this thing through with us, see if it’s as real as I think it is.”

“Don’t worry, I feel it too. I’ve decided that I want to go with you. I want to see where this goes as well. If this all works out, I want a nice little house, kids, and wedding band. In other words, I want it all with you,” she confessed, laying it all out for him.

“Now you see, most men would be running scared if a woman they’d known for just a few days told them something like that. Not me. I’m countin’ myself as one lucky mutt.”

“Need me to give you a little scratch behind the ear?” she teased.

“I got a better place for you to scratch.”

Looking down between them, she could see he had a raging hard-on again. Her mouth fell open. “How the hell can you even think of sex after what we just did?”

“I could go two, maybe three more times today. If you’re too sore, we can do other things.”

“Are you always such a gentleman?”

“Don’t get started with that shit about me being a decent person. I just love to fuck, and fuckin’ you is outta this world. It gives me more motivation than normal to be nice.”

“How about a sexy shower, and then I’ll do that thing I did before,” she suggested.

“No fuckin’ way.”

Her expression fell. “I thought you liked it.”

“I loved it, but I ain’t one of those bastards who think my woman ought to do that for me all the time without getting a little in return. You let me bury my face in your sweet cooch, and I’ll let you suck on me all you want.”

“You have a dirty mouth, young man.”

“Don’t pretend you don’t like that about me. I’ve been inside you. I know how much wetter you get when I say naughty things to you.”


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