Page 19 of Protected By the Biker

She nods but looks up toward me. “That was three months ago. Wouldn’t she have left by now?”

“Not always. They get comfortable, learn the terrain, change their look, and think they can outsmart you. If she’s still here, Outlaw will find her.”

She rests her hand on my chest and stares up at me with that sweet smile I adore. “You okay? This whole thing will be a big change for you.”

“Yeah, I’m great. This is exactly what I want, more time with my girls. Maddy down for a nap?”

“Yeah. You want to feed the horses with me? I have the baby monitor on. We’ll hear her if she calls.”

I grin and lift Collette into my arms, carrying her into the laundry room. It’s not ideal, but it’s the furthest away from the baby room, and with the door closed, my little cat can make all the noises she wants.

“Get on your knees.”

She squeals and grins, bending down before me.

“Good girl. Suck my cock.”

She unzips my jeans and pushes them to the ground with my boxers, gripping my dick in her hand. Her tongue swirls around the head and she takes me in slowly, gagging on my length as she works.

Weaving my fingers through her hair I thrust her face deeper onto my dick, listening to the sweet sounds of her choking and moaning.

“Good, fucking girl. Suck my cock like a good, fucking girl.”

She cups her hand around my dick and sucks harder and harder until finally, I pull her off me.

Spit drips from her mouth as she backs away. “You better be giving me more!”

“More? What did my girl do that was naughty today?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

I smile and bend her over the front of the washer. “Oh, trust me, I know all your secrets.”

“You didn’t know I talked to your newest bounty.”

“And fed her information, little cat.” I spank her ass, leaving red marks behind. “What am I going to do with you?”

“By the sounds of things,” she grins, panting slowly, “you need to keep a closer eye on me. Now, she’s probably gone, and I need to be properly punished.”

I spank her ass again. I then rub my hand over her pussy and smack it, enjoying the wet sound the vibration makes. “Fuck… you’re ready for me.”

“I am always ready for you,” she moans. “Don’t make me wait any longer.”

“You sure you can take it? I feel like being rough today.”

“Oh, I can take it.”

“Nah, I want to watch you touch yourself.”

“What?” She squeezes her legs together.

I lift her up onto the machine. “Spread your legs and touch that pretty pussy while I watch.”

“No, I want your cock.” There’s desperation in her tone.

I step forward and grip her throat gently, redirecting her. “I want to watch you come, little cat. Do it.”

She spreads her legs gently and my cock goes rock hard. Her clit is swollen, and her pussy is dark pink and glistening wet. I love nothing more than sinking into my dream girl, but right now, I’m desperate to watch the shape of her face change, desperate to hear her sounds, desperate to watch a show.

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