Page 46 of Jana's Fierce Biker

Gunner grinned and cracked his knuckles.

An hour later, the man was barely alive and now just begging to die. He said they got the information about Cherry helping him, and then she was going to travel out of the area.

Gunner wiped the blood off his hands and removed the bib overalls that protected his clothing from splattered blood.

“Are you going to finish him?” Striker asked.

“No. I want him to suffer and die slowly. It won’t take long. He’s losing a lot of blood.”

The others nodded and followed him outside. They walked silently up to the house. When they got to the back door, he grinned.

“If you hear screaming, ignore it,” Gunner said.

The others laughed and wished him luck.

Gunner’s first look at Jana made his cock harden instantly. Her body had a thin layer of sweat and a rosy flush of desire. Her look was part fury when she saw him, and the other was pleading for him.

“Hey,” he said as he pulled off his clothing. “I’m going to take a quick shower, and then I’ll make you feel better.”

“Hurry, dammit.”

He waited until the bathroom door was closed before grinning.

Within a few minutes, he walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He turned off all the lights except the one on the nightstand before lying beside her.

She immediately rolled toward him and started to run her hands over him.

“Are you going to make me feel better now?”

She tried to sound sweet, but she talked through her teeth, ruining the effect.

His hand cupped her face. “Yes. I hope you won’t put yourself in danger again. The next time will be harsh.”

She rolled him to his back, making him chuckle. He liked her aggression but only gave her a few minutes to play before taking over.

“Oh, fuck,” he said when her hands and face moved down his body. His body tensed when she held his cock in her small hands. When her mouth took him in, he had to grit his teeth and grab the blanket under him to hold back from coming.

No matter how good it felt. He wanted to come inside of her cunt.

He reached down and pulled her up to his chest.

“Hey,” she yelled.

“Another time. I’m too fucking close.” He gripped the hair on the back of her head and started kissing her with all the pent-up desire.

His hand started to stroke over her body. He knew she didn’t need a lot of foreplay because she was already past the need and was at the “fuck me now” stage.

He rolled until he was between her legs. He lined his cock up to her pussy and slammed into her. She instantly orgasmed, and he knew her scream could be heard. He continued to ram into her, forcing her need to rise and making her fly. The fourth time he worked her, she was tired and begging for him to stop.

“One more time,” he said.

“Oh, God. I can’t.”

He pulled out, flipped her to her stomach, and raised her hips. It was a different feeling for her when he thrust into her this time. She was so close already, but he could tell she was fighting it.

“Come, Babe.”

She shook her head. “It’s too much.”

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