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I laughed. “Good to know.”

“The point,” he grabbed my chin and forced my expression to his, “Is that I like you, period. I like you a lot and I don’t want you to go anywhere.”

For now. I heard the words in my mind as clear as if he’d said them. A constant worry that made me doubt myself and him. “I don’t want to go anywhere.” I pushed up and straddled his hips, rubbing my already damp pussy back and forth along the hard ride between us. “God, so good.”

His hands tightened around me. “So fucking good, baby.” He held me close and pushed his hips forward so that every move brought his hard cock against the swollen bundle of nerves between my thighs.

“I need you, Hollywood. Now.” My entire body vibrated with the need to have him right now. To have this man possess me and make me his.

Again.

I gripped his cock in my hands and slowly sank down his tremendous length with a long, agonizing groan. “Yes. You feel so good. So thick and hard.”

Our bodies moved together like a well-oiled machine or maybe like a band that’s played together for decades. The point was that I slid up and he pushed deep and when I slid down, he gripped my ass and thrust so deep I felt him pulse within me, so close to pleasure neither of us could take it. “Hollywood.”

“I’m right here, babe. I got you.” He flipped us on our sides so we were face to face, both of my legs wrapped around his hips as he pumped slowly into me and I pushed closer, too greedy to take every last inch of him as deep as I could. He let out a deep, guttural groan and gripped me harder. Tighter.

Everything about being with him was the best. The pleasure, the slight pain as he stretched me out, the way he smiled when he touchedthat spotdeep within me, was more than I could handle. “Yes!”

“Fuck,” he groaned.

Somewhere in the distance his cell phone rang. Seconds later mine joined in, the symphony of ring tones made itimpossible to focus on the spectacular feeling that coursed through my body. “Ignore it,” I implored him.

We both ignored it.

At first.

But both phones rang and stopped. Rang and stopped. Over and over until it was easier to separate and answer the call as worry snaked through my veins. “Hello?” I answered my phone first.

The call was silent. No, it wasn’t completely silent actually, the caller was breathing heavily. Slowly and heavily. Then a voice spoke, low and deep and so menacing it sent a chill down my spine. “Pay up or we’ll own that sweet cunt.”

I gasped and tossed the phone onto the bed before covering my mouth with both hands.

“You okay?” Hollywood mouthed the words to me, his brows dipped in concern as he listened to whoever spoke on the other end of his call.

I shook my head. “No. It was a not-so-friendly message.”

“Let me call you back.” He didn’t let the caller finish before ending the call and snatching my phone from the bed. “Talk to me, Winter.”

“Just another message,” I said, trying for light and breezy. “Threatening as hell. You?”

He shrugged. “The Jade Devils have retaliated, and we need to get to the clubhouse. Now.”

So much for a lazy morning in bed with the man who fucked me better than any man ever had.

A man who was slowly but surely stealing my heart.

Later. I hoped.

Chapter Nineteen

Hollywood

“These motherfuckers won’t get away with this. Not again.” My hands were balled into fists so tight my knuckles ached. Good. I needed that fucking pain right now and I let it sink into my blood, focused on it instead of that fucking look on Winter’s face when she heard that message. “They called Winter, and I don’t even know how the fuck they got her number.”

Pay up or we’ll own that sweet cunt.

The hell they would. I’d kill every last member of the Jade Devils MC, one by one, before I let them touch one hair on Winter’s head. “They called her and threatened her right in front of me.”

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