Page 82 of Sinners MC: A MC Anthology

“About fucking me?”

She giggled. “Maybe.”

“Yeah, you were. Let’s go home.”

“Home?”

“Move in with me.”

“What?”

Jason laughed. “Is that a no?”

“I’m just surprised, that’s all.”

“I want to spend my nights with you. I want to make you breakfast every day. You’re the accountant here. Think of the money you’ll save.”

Casey giggled against his lips. “That was almost romantic.”

Jason slid his hands down her back and squeezed her ass. “I’m romantic.”

“Can you drive a motorcycle with your little friend in your pants?”

“Oh, you want to go for a ride, huh?”

She looked up at his eyes from under her lashes. “Maybe.”

“Goddamn, baby.” Jason kicked the door closed and devoured her mouth, moved his hands up her sides, and then cradled her face with his palms. “Where the hell did you come from, huh?”

Casey couldn’t speak. She was certain she had never been so turned on by the look in a man’s eyes.

“I can’t wait.” The sound of his belt coming loose excited her. The zipper was next. Then hers. “I truly wish you were wearing a skirt.”

Casey stepped out of her pants, assuming she was about to straddle him on his chair, but instead, he spun her around, gently pushed her over the tattoo chair, her breasts pressed to the supple leather, her ass in the air.

“How’s this?” he asked, voice strained, when his cock teased her wet slit from behind. “Okay?”

“Yes.” She had never been with a man who couldn’t wait to take her. The feeling was intoxicating.

He pushed inside her, and she let herself succumb to the deep thrusts of passion.

“What are you thinking about, Casey?”

“You.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” He pulled out slowly and then flexed his hips once more, causing her to cry out in sheer pleasure. “My god, Case. I could do this all damn day.”

“I have nowhere to be tonight.” Casey gripped the edge of the seat almost as hard as her pussy gripped his cock.

“Fuck, baby.” Jason’s chest was pressed against her back, his lips were hot on her neck, her cheek.

He pulled out, caressed her ass, then helped her right herself. Jason passed her panties with a wink. “I think I might be too exhausted to drive home now.”

Casey laughed. “Let’s just sit together for a while.”

She patted the chair she had just been taken on, and Jason smiled as he zipped up his jeans. “Sounds good to me. How was work?”

They cuddled together, with Casey between his legs, her head on his chest. “Russ was thrilled.”

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