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He slaps my ass, hard enough to make me gasp. “We’re getting the fuck out of here, baby.”

I shiver, heat pooling low in my belly. “Why?”

He grins, his voice a low growl. “Because I’m ten seconds away from fucking you in front of the entire club.”

And with that, we’re gone.

TWENTY-ONE

SWITCH

Bella’s gother arms wrapped around me, her body pressed tight against my back, and I’m barely holding my shit together.

The roar of my bike usually clears my head, but not tonight.

Not with her scent clinging to my skin. Not with the way her fingers are gripping my cut like sheneedsme. Like she’s already fuckingmine.

I’m riding too fast. I know it. But Idon’t care.

I need to get home.Now.

I weave through the empty streets, taking the sharp turns a little too hard, my pulse hammering, my body woundso tightit’s about to snap. She shifts slightly behind me, pressing closer, and fuck—I almost pull over right here, right now.

I grip the handlebars tighter, trying to stay focused, tryingnotto lose it completely.

Her hands slide up, fingers curling over my chest, like she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

I groan under my breath, my jaw clenched.

She hasno fucking clue.

The second I get her inside, I’m wrecking her.

I take the last turn hard, tires skidding slightly against the pavement as I pull into my driveway.

I kill the engine, and before she can even think about getting off on her own, I’m reaching back, gripping her thigh, and pulling her off the bike myself.

She stumbles slightly, and I catch her, hands firm on her waist.

Bella tilts her head up at me, breathless, eyes dark with something that makes my bloodfucking burn.

I don’t give her a chance to say anything.

I grab her hand, drag her toward the house, and slam the door shut behind us.

“Bedroom. Now.”

Her lips part, like she’s about to argue, but one look at me and she knows—this isn’t a request.

She takes a step back, eyes locked onto mine, teasing, testing, before turning on her heel and heading down the hallway to my room.

I don’t wait. I follow, every muscle in my body strung tight, my fists clenched, my control slipping with every damn step. By the time we make it to the bedroom, I’m fuckingdone for.

Bella’s eyes gleam with mischief as she takes a step closer, pushing me backward until I land on the edge of the bed.

I barely have time to process what’s happening before she reaches for the bottom of her dress, pulling it up and over her head in one smooth motion. Fuck.

She’s standing in front of me in just her bra and panties, her skin glowing under the dim bedroom light, her curves on full display.

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