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He closed his eyes, slowly grinding against me. “Fuck, you’re so hot. So wet. You feel fucking amazing.”
“You too,” I managed to breathe as I gripped the strong muscles of his back.
“You take my cock so well. Look at it. Look how fucking hot this pussy looks, filled with me,” he said, opening his eyes and looking between us.
His cock was slick with my juices, sliding slowly in and out of me. But even hotter was the lusty gaze on his face as he watched.
“So hot,” I murmured.
He picked up the pace, propping up on one elbow while his other hand went between us. Then his thumb circled my clit in the same fast rhythm he fucked my drenched pussy.
“Oh, yes, Zane. I’m going to come again,” I warned.
“Yes, baby, come for me. Open up so I can fill you up with my come.”
Spreading my legs wider, my entire body shook as my orgasm took hold.
“Fuck,” he groaned, pumping faster and following soon after me, his come shooting out in hot spurts as he filled me.
We both lay there momentarily, catching our breath as he peppered kisses along my chest and stomach. Then as his dick slid out of me, he pushed two fingers back inside, slowly swirling them around my wet pussy.
“What are you doing?” I asked, sitting up on my elbows.
He grinned. “Gotta make sure my seed is in there. Who knows? Maybe we can have twins right off the bat.”
I wanted to laugh, but another orgasm quickly took hold, and I let out a low moan, shaking around his fingers.
“You’re so fucking hot when you come for me, baby. I love it.”
And I love you, I thought to myself as my eyelids drifted shut, totally wiped between all of the mind-blowing orgasms and waking up with Corinne twice last night. I wasn’t quite ready to say those three little words out loud yet, but I felt more confident that Zane was feeling the same way after he’d shared his plans to make a family with me…and followed that up with doing his best to try to get me pregnant.
11
WHISKEY
“I’m looking for Zane Thomas.”
I was working in the office when I heard someone asking for me. My next client wasn’t for another hour, and just about anyone who came here looking for me would have asked for Whiskey.
Curious, I stood from the desk and was already walking out of my office when Dahlia answered him.
“Do you have an appointment?” She was well aware that he didn’t, so she was fishing for information.
Seeing as how MCs usually adhered to our own brand of justice, we sometimes worked outside the laws of the land. So strangers were always regarded with suspicion until they proved themselves. It was a big part of why we only worked on referral, another reason anyone asking for me wouldn’t be using my given name.
The man wore jeans and a wrinkled T-shirt with a logo so faded I couldn’t make it out. His hair was greasy, he had a day’s worth of growth on his face, and his eyes…they were a little glassy and his pupils were dilated. Shit. The fucker was high.
“Who the fuck are you?” I growled as I ambled up to the counter to stand next to Dahlia. I gently pushed her behind me and stood in a wide stance with my arms crossed over my chest.
The man’s eyes landed on my tatted biceps, and he swallowed hard. But the drugs must have given him courage because he lifted his chin and glared at me.
“I’m Kenny. I’m here for my daughter.”
“The fuck?” I snapped.
“You have my baby. Laura’s baby. I’m her father.”
I took a menacing step forward, and he gulped but stood his ground.
