In Bed With The MC President
“I could have fucked anyone. Any of the club whores. You were just the closest warm body.”
He moved his hand from my hip, sliding it roughly down my thigh, pulling up the black silk. “You are just a hole to plug.” He gritted out as his hand found the heat between my legs. “Just a body to break. Don't mistake my protection for affection, sweetheart. I protect my dogs, too.”
Before I could even react, he pressed his palm against me through the thin lace of my panties, grinding the heel of his hand against my center.
“Reaper…” I gasped.