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“What are you scoffing for, baby? I plan on spanking that delicious ass very soon.” His hand grips my ass cheek, flexing his fingers and digging into my skin and it makes me hot all over.

I do not answer him, just grip onto his trim waist, and look at his delicious ass encased in the dark denim he is wearing. We reach my bedroom, and I am dropped onto the bed gently while he follows me down.

His eyes are dark, filled with desire for me.

His body looms over me like a predator catching his prey and hell, I am happy to be caught by this man.

“Why did you scoff, baby?” His voice is low, deeper, and I shiver, causing the corner of his lips to tilt up.

I sigh knowing that I might as well tell him my thoughts.

“You are a biker so obviously you like dirty sex. You are probably used to it hard and dirty. I am used to having it his way and most of the time not finishing.” My eyes widen as the words vomit out of my mouth.

“First, we will not talk about you with other men, because frankly is makes me fucking murderous that no fucker fucked you dirty or made you come. Second, baby, I will take you any way you like, hard, fast and dirty, or soft, slow and sweet.”

I smile up at him, his words sending a wave of pleasure through my body from the tips of my hair to my toes.

“Then fuck me, Kohen. Make me spin.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” He grins.

He reaches down and pulls my loose shirt over my head, leaving me in a comfortable sports bra.

“Damn, I love these.” He removes my bra and I am naked from the waist up.

Sex has never been this enjoyable and he has only touched my chest. I want to learn what he likes so I can make him feel as good as he makes me feel.

Reaching for his black T-shirt, I pull it up his body and he helps me remove it complete, then he reaches for my shorts and panties, removing them from my body in one swift move.

My hands go to his chest, slowly gliding over his hard body. Feeling the ridges of his chest and abs, his body vibrates from my touch, stroking my ego. Reaching the belt buckle he wears, I unclip it, popping the buttons on his jeans, then pushing them down. He helps me remove them, leaving him naked in all his biker glory, ready for me to enjoy.

Kohen slips his fingers into the waistband of my shorts inching then down my legs, growling at the sight of me which again ignites my body.

“Fucking beautiful, Madalyn. Fuck me, men would pay good money to fuck someone like you, but you are all mine, baby. No fucker gets to touch you anymore, this is my body to pleasure, to worship.”

His words send waves of desire through me. He knows what to say, making me hot and flushed for him. I love that he reads my body, knowing what I need before I do, my brain stuck in a fog of lust and arousal.

With a smile on his face, he slips between my legs, spreading me wide to accommodate his wide shoulders. His breath moves over my needy pussy when he blows gently, making me squirm for him.

“Such a pretty pussy, Mads.” He moves closer, his lips softly brushing against my clit, as he speaks more sweet words that sound so sexy.

“All this honey pot for me. Damn, girl, I can’t wait to sink inside of you, claiming you as mine.” He licks me from bottom to top, making me cry out his name. “Watch me devour you, baby. I will eat you so fucking good, that you will feel my tongue on you every day.”

“Oh, god,” I pant.

He chuckles against my body. “Not God, baby, just your Ol’ Man.”

My eyes flash open and I go up on my elbows to look down at him, to find him grinning like a fool between my legs.

“Ol’ Man?”

“Yeah, baby. I just said that I claimed you; you are my Ol’ Lady.” He winks, and before I can reply to him, he latches onto my clit, making me groan deep in my throat at the pleasure he is giving me.

My hips leave the bed, rocking up and down, riding his face. He must like it, considering the grunt and growls that are coming from him. His tongue action is never-ending and before I know it, I am coming on his face.

He lets out a deep growl, moving up my body, and sinking into me while my pussy still convulses.

“KOHEN,” I cry out as he fills me.

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