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German’s fingers tightened around my throat and he slammed his lips onto mine once more.Moaning into his open mouth, I squirmed on my childhood bureau as he finger fucked me like a porn star.

When he pulled back, I was gasping with need.Humping my hips into his fingers, German licked a hot trail down my breasts, sucking in each nipple, and carefully scraping the rockhard nubs with his teeth.

“Yes!”I cried, my fingers embedding themselves in his short hair and pulling savagely on the thick strands.

Working his way down my stomach, German ran his tongue along my belly button before delving between my plump folds.Like I’d been branded by fire, my hips kicked up into his mouth as his fingers moved down into my slick channel, working it as his tongue worked my pussy.

Running the tip of it along my weeping slit, he teased my nub, his beard scratching deliciously along my thighs.It had never been like this before.This heat.This fire.This passion.It made me feel like I was a virgin experiencing sex for the very first time.Because with German, I was experiencing life through new eyes.He was an undeniable force that I hadn’t ever expected to encounter, but now knew I needed like the blood in my veins and the air in my lungs.He was vital to not only my survival, but to my ability to thrive.

“Don’t stop,” I sobbed, so close to the edge, I knew once I slipped over, there’d be no returning.

German didn’t disappoint.He feasted on my pussy, licking, nipping, and teasing me like a God.Fuck!This was amazing.My pleasure poured out of me, dripping down my thighs, prepping him for entry.It had been two years since I’d been in a sexual relationship.Right now, I was feeling every single one of those days, hours, and minutes of abstinence to my very core!

When he added a second finger to my tight channel, I gritted my teeth and began to shake.“I’m going to come!”I shouted, my thighs quivering as I crested up and over the mountain top.Light exploded behind my eyes as I shouted my release.My body erupted into flames which burned and soothed me in equal measures.Riding the waves of pleasure like an uncontrollable avalanche, my eyes popped open as I tried to recall what my name was.

Damn!That was intense.

My breathing was ragged and my body felt like a marionette whose strings had been suddenly cut.Stepping back, German set his hands on his belt and roughly tugged the leather free from the loops of his jeans.As he dragged down his zipper, my eyes locked onto the bulge it barely contained.

Feeding his cock through the slit of his boxers and his open fly, I swallowed hard.He was huge.Long and thick.Hard as steel and flushed to an angry, swollen red.At the tip, a glossy fluid wept a bead of precum I desperately wanted to claim with my tongue.

Salivating, I stared at his dick with so much unrequited lust that it jumped from all the adoring attention.“You want this, Baby Girl?”he asked, fisting the massive slab in his large hands.

Reaching out, I stroked a reverent finger down his entire length and he shuddered from the delicate contact.His skin was so smooth and so fucking hard at the same time it seemed like the world’s biggest paradox rolled into one perfect package.

Licking my lips, I folded my fingers around his impressive length and pumped.“I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel,” I told him, desire rendering my voice raspy and deep.

Threading his hands through my hair, German smiled.“From the way you keep staring at my cock, Babe, I think you’ve got something in mind.”

Getting closer, I ran his turgid flesh against my cheek then began to stroke him slowly.“Can I do anything I want?”

“Baby Girl,” German spoke, tugging my hair and looking directly into my eyes, “when it comes to you, you can have whatever you want.”

Starving for a taste of him, I leaned forward to lick the escaped fluid along the slit of his cockhead, but a sudden knock at the door caused me to jump back.

“Fuck!”German growled, pulling up his pants and stuffing himself into his jeans.Fixing my robe back into place, he said, “I need to go check who that is, Maddy.Get dressed and don’t come downstairs until I tell you it’s safe.”

Chapter9

German

Heading downstairs with my gun in hand, I quietly moved to the side of the front door so the person behind it couldn’t see me.Peeking through the frosted glass, I noted a man in a thread-bare suit and immediately recognized it was the detective who’d been following Maddy around town.

Holstering my weapon, I opened the door.“Can I help you?”

The detective eyed me with suspicion before saying, “I’m Detective Emerson Frydek.I need to speak with Mr.Framingham.”

Filling the doorframe with my large body, I crossed my arms alongside my chest and smiled.“Mr.Framingham is out of town on business.He’ll be back in a few weeks.Try back then.”

I motioned to close the door, but Frydek held it open with his palm.“Well, if Mr.Framingham isn’t available, I’d like to speak to his daughter, Madelynn Framingham.”

“She’s in bed.Is there anything I can help you with, Detective?”Frydek knew I wasn’t going to be helpful, but I needed to at least give the illusion of being useful for plausible deniability’s sake.

“And you would be?”the detective pressed, although we both knew I was no stranger to the man.

I’m sure he’d used his fancy Federal database to pull up everything from my childhood juvie record, subsequent military service, and my joining the Devil’s Riders to learn as much as he could about the man following Framingham’s wealthy daughter around.Fuck, I was no different!I did the same thing every time I had a question about somebody using my Brother Pipe’s amazing skills.

“I’m a friend of the Framinghams,” I smoothly inserted, not obligated to answer beyond that.

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