Page 48 of Freedom Ride

“More?” I asked. I combined the breadsticks into the pizza box and shoved it into the fridge. “What more did I give you?”

He moved behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist. “How about I show you?” He swung me over his shoulder so I was facing his butt, and my legs kicked in front of him.

“Jonas,” I squawked. “You’re going to drop me. I’m not made for lifting.”

He slapped my ass and flipped off the kitchen lights. “There is that sass and ass I like.”

“Doc, Marty,” I called. “Save me.”

Doc lifted his head off the arm of the couch, and Marty didn’t even open his eyes.

“Good boys,” Jonas called. “Guard the front door.”

“More like sleep by the front door,” I laughed. “Doc and Marty aren’t exactly killer guard dogs.”

Jonas headed down the hallway to his room and tossed me on his bed. He pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. “I feel a second wind coming on.”

I leaned up on my elbows and watched as his pants pooled at his feet. His dick bobbed lazily, and his hand wrapped around the base.

“I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow,” I laughed.

Jonas stalked toward the bed. “Good, then you’ll just have to stay in bed. I’m sure we can find something to do.”

“You’re insatiable, Jonas.”

“Just for you, babe. I’ve waited a long fucking time for you, Lennox.” He crawled up from the foot of the bed and covered me with his body. “And I’m not letting you go.”

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Chapter Twenty

Snapper

“This is normal?”

“Uh, yeah. For the Devil’s Knights, it is.”

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