Page 62 of Romeo

Tonight, he would be one lucky fucker. Even better, he didn’t have to share Maddie with any of his brothers. She would be his and his alone.

If anyone else tried to touch her, he’d break their fucking fingers.

After she grabbed his outstretched hand, he lifted their clasped fingers over her head and spun her slowly in a circle, appreciating every inch.

Once she faced him again, he tugged her hard, slamming her into him and effectively sandwiching her soft tits and his hard, aching cock between them.

When she tipped her face up to his, he lost his damn breath. The last time that happened to him was the first time he slid inside her and knew he was taking something from her she could never get back.

He normally didn’t give a shit about virgins, mostly because they were a pain in his ass. The ones he had in the past didn’t know how to please a man, but Maddie…

To know he was the first one to have her…

To know she chose him over anyone else, even though she probably had a long list of dicks chasing her.Hell, in just the Blood Fury alone…

“Why you here, Maddie?” Maybe she had an ulterior motive for choosing him again.

“I already told you why.”

He couldn’t stop paranoia from creeping in. Being president of a powerful MC, he always had to watch his back. Even with females. “Why me?”

“Because you don’t like commitment.”

“So, anyone not lookin’ for a ball and chain would’ve done?”

She only hesitated for a second. “I wanted someone I could trust.”

“Some might say you’re a fuckin’ fool for trustin’ me.”

“I value my own opinion over others.”

“Don’t know me well enough.”

“You didn’t screw me over five years ago. You just screwed me,” she reminded him.

“Just what you wanted.”

She nodded.

“The same as you want tonight.”

She nodded again.

“Sex without strings,” he confirmed.

“Weren’t you the one complaining about not enough action?”

He grinned. She was right. They were wasting time.

But really, was it truly a waste of time when he had a hot as fuck woman standing naked before him?

Any sane man would answer that with ahell no.

He drew his knuckles along her jawline, then trailed the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. “How ‘bout you show me what your mouth can do besides talkin’?”

“Sing?”

He shook his head.

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