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“Boss, huh?”

“You are the boss, aren’t you? The badass biker boss?”

I chuckled. “You’ve got a case of the attitudes today, don’t you?”

“You made me mad.”

Her eyes fell to my crotch. The corner of her mouth twisted into a smirk, and then she looked up. “You’re not mad though, are you?”

I glanced between my legs. My cock was as rigid as a stone. “Sorry. That happens sometimes.”

She grinned. “Around sexy bitches.”

“Get your sexy ass in the shower,” I said.

“Being in the shower will come in handy.”

“Why’s that?”

“We can wash the unicorn dust off when we’re done.”

Chapter Thirty-Five

Joey

The water rained down from the oversized showerhead, covering us both with a warm wet blanket. His chest was pressed against my back, and his hands cupped my breasts. Although his stiff dick danced back and forth between my inner thighs, he had yet to give me so much as a taste.

He was teasing me, and I loved it.

His mouth pressed to my ear. “Reach up and get ahold of the showerhead. Both hands.”

I did as he asked, arching my back in the process.

“Spread your feet apart.”

I stepped to the side with each foot.

As the water cascaded down along the length of my body, his hips formed against the curves of my butt. I felt the tip of his dick against my swollen pussy. The sensation sent my mind reeling, and then he pulled it away.

Please.

Give it to me.

“I want it,” I muttered.

The stubble from his jaw tickled the side of my face. “Did you say something?”

I didn’t want him, I needed him. I swallowed hard. “I want it.”

“Want what?”

“Your dick,” I muttered.

It felt so good to say it. The water that dripped from me hid the fact that my pussy was absolutely soaked.

And it had nothing to do with the shower.

“Where do you want it?” he breathed.