TAMED BY THE RUTHLESS BIKER
She let out a moan.
“There were a couple of times,” she said, whimpering. “I would imagine us together. I really wish that tape hadn’t come out.”
“You and me both.” He let go of her ass to open the buttons of her shirt. The bra she wore this time was white, lacy, and it showed off her red nipples to distraction. The clasp for this one was at the front, and he flicked it open. She let out a moan, and he was lost to everything but her. “I wouldn’t have seen it through, I promise you.”