Page 8 of Bonita Brynne

“I bet it’s one ply.” She smirked.

“No way. Bone is picky about his TP. Only the softest for him.” I took a roll from the cabinet against the wall, grabbed her hand, and led her out the back door. “None of us want a rash.”

She snorted. “Wow, who would’ve thought tough bikers were toilet paper snobs? Not this girl.” She grabbed the roll out of my hand.

“Stay close to the shack.”

“Turn your back.” She unbuttoned her shorts.

“I’ve watched you finger yourself until you came. Peeing isn’t as exciting.”

“Oh my gosh… We don’t have to talk about that.”

“Why? You’re not so innocent.” I arched my brow and rubbed my growing erection. “Hurry up, baby.”

She rolled her eyes, did her business, and kept her gaze locked on mine. “I can’t believe you’re watching me pee.”

“You shouldn’t be embarrassed. Dudes piss in front of each other all the time. One time, my cousin Dodge had to pee so bad he pissed into an empty bottle while we were in a cage. Jesus, it stunk too.”

“Okay, TMI.” She screwed up her face. “What kind of cage? Were you captured by an enemy club?” She winced, and she bit her bottom lip.

“No, nothing like that. A cage is what we call a vehicle. Bikers don’t like to be confined. On our bikes in the open air is true freedom.”

“Hmm. I see.” She wiped and pulled up her shorts. “Gotta say, you know how to kill a girl’s buzz.” She went back inside.

I killed her buzz?

No freaking way.

I followed my woman and shut the door behind me. “Bonita,” I growled her name.

“What?” She spun around with her hand on her chest and surprise on her face.

“Take your clothes off.”

We stared at each other for a long beat. I saw understanding appear on her lovely face, but my stubborn vixen crossed her arms over her chest. My girl wanted to play hard to get.

I was up for the challenges, literally. My cock was so hard for her that I might cry.

“What if someone finds us?”

“If they were searching for us, they would’ve found us already.” I took a step toward her, readying myself to pounce.

“How can you be so sure?”

Damn this woman. “Are you questioning your man? Take off your clothes.”

Her eyes smoldered with lust. “You’re my man?”

“I can’t believe you’re asking me that.” A pang exploded in my heart. “I belong to you just like you belong to me.” I was on her in a flash, devouring her mouth.

Brynne responded with desperation like me. It’d been too damn long since we’d been together. It felt like a lifetime since I had her under me and my cock deep inside her. Fuck, I’d never needed anyone as much as I needed her.

We shuffled toward the twin bed as we undressed each other. It aggravated me that we’d have to get dirty and done quickly. I wouldn’t put us in a vulnerable position… Actually caught with our pants down and fucking.

But I had to have her. I also doubted I’d last long anyway. I wasthathard up for her.

“This has to be fast.” Could she hear my thoughts?

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