Page 34 of Jana's Fierce Biker

When he opened the door, he almost swallowed his tongue.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

She looked at him. “Putting lotion on.”

“You put that on your whole body?”

“Yes. I don’t like dry skin.”

Hell. Seeing her soft, pale skin made his desire ramp up. He gritted his teeth. Before sliding into bed, he turned off the light so there was only the light from the TV.

She finished and handed him the bottle.

“What do you want me to do with it?”

She smiled. “I would never ask you to put vanilla peach-scented lotion on. Can you put it on the nightstand?”

He rolled to face her as she got comfortable. “How are you feeling?”

“Better. Tomorrow, I’ll be close to healed.”

He liked the sound of that because he wasn’t going to fuck her until she was a hundred percent healed. “Good. Now, come here.” He helped her come closer to his chest and then tucked her against his hot skin.

Her scent surrounded him, making him even more miserable. “Do you want to watch any more TV?”

She shook her head and yawned.

Gunner grabbed the remote, turned it off, and put it aside before wrapping an arm around her. He was going to ask for a kiss, but he knew it would get out of hand quickly, and he had only so much strength.

He pressed his lips to the back of her head. “Good night.”

“Night,” she murmured and then was out.

It took forever to fall asleep because he couldn’t escape the torment of her scent and body.

Finally, his exhaustion from his job for Striker caught up with him and dragged him down. He slept deeply for the first time in months.

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The feeling of Jana trying to get out of his grip woke him the next morning. He glanced at the DVR and was shocked they’d slept until nine.

“Where are you going?”

“Bathroom,” she said.

“Are you coming back to bed?”

“No. I want to help the girls.”

He was very pleased that the group had taken to her right away. The fact that she knew one of them helped.

“Go ahead. I’ll be down.”

He lay back and waited for her to come out of the bathroom dressed. “I need a kiss first.”

She grinned and walked to him, bent, and pressed her lips to his.

Before releasing her, he cupped the back of her head to deepen the kiss. “Are you healed?” he asked.

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