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Despite her gut instinct, she shoved his jeans and boxer briefs down anyway.

Or until they got hung up on his erection. The second she freed him, he grabbed his cock to slowly stroke his length as he stepped out of the jeans and underwear nested at his feet.

It was no lie that Romeo was quite a specimen. It always surprised her when bikers worked out. Before her family became a part of the Fury, she didn’t know much about bikers or motorcycle clubs and would’ve thought they all had beer bellies and violent tempers.

It was obvious that Romeo took care of himself. Maybe to get more women? Maybe for his own pride? She didn’t know, but she appreciated the effort he put into his physique.

While he was naked, she could forget for a while that he was a biker. Being naked, she saw him as she would anyone else.

“Now you.”

His voice was so deep and gravelly, it caused tingles to explode through her, made her nipples ache, her pussy clench and her breathing to become a bit ragged.

“You’re not going to help?” The huskiness in her own voice caught her off guard.

“Fuck no. Gonna watch you get naked.” Her split-second hesitation had him growling, “Woman, do it now,” next.

Another good reminder of who he was.

A bossy biker. Whether wearing his club’s colors on a cut or inked onto the skin of his bare back.

Everything she thought she didnotwant in a man.

Chapter Twenty-Five

As Romeo watchedMaddie take her time peeling off the little she wore, he slowly stroked his rock-hard dick.

When she was finally naked, they stared at each other from only a few feet apart. The distance might as well be the width of the Allegheny River. She was too fucking far away, and he was dying for her to be pressed against him. Despite that, he first wanted to appreciate the woman before him by using only his eyes.

He’d get to touch and taste her soon enough.

Her breathing shallowed and a flush worked its way up her chest into her cheeks when her heated gaze followed his fist sliding up and down his hard length.

Her hair draped loosely around her slender shoulders and was long enough for a few stray strands to fall across her full tits. Both her puckered nipples and the anticipation of tasting her cunt again made his mouth water.

The chili had been damn good, but if asked, Maddie would be his preferred meal.

She was so fucking tempting.

And too damn addicting.

Normally, if he was interested in a woman, he simply turned on the charm and it usually didn’t take much effort to get her exactly where he wanted her. If she ended up being a pain in the ass, he quickly moved on and turned his attention to the next woman who caught it.

Plenty of warm, slick pussies existed out there. No reason to work too hard to get one.

If he struck out, he could easily text a sweet butt to come see to his needs. But right now, he didn’t want a club girl.Fuck that.Everything he wanted tonight was within his reach.

He was damn sure he’d get tired of Maddie sooner than later. That was always the way for him. Normally, one night with any woman was more than enough.

On the rare occasion, a woman might last more than one fuck as long as she didn’t have a damn pie hole that flapped needlessly, and constantly spewed a bunch of bullshit, giving him a headache.

For him to even consider being with a hookup more than once, she had to be top fucking notch. Give him a mouth so skilled it could suck the cum directly from his nuts and a pussy tight enough to cut off the circulation to his dick.

Since Maddie had neither, he didn’t “get” his abnormal obsession with her. Especially since this was the third fucking time they were naked together.

What made his gut twist was the fact he had zero urge to scrape her off. He wasn’t experiencing the choking of an invisible collar around his neck or a cock ring on his dick. The second he felt either tightening the slightest, he was bolting out the door.

Butfuck him, right now the urge wasn’t to run, it was to stay.

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