Page 27 of Keeping What He Wants

She smiled with her lips against his stomach. “Would you ever say that to another woman?”

“Not a fucking chance.”

She continued moving lower, dipping her tongue into his navel before nuzzling him. “So I’d be your first fuck on a motorcycle?”

He smiled. “Yep. And it should be a testament as to how much I love you.”

She straddled his hips. “What about the handcuffs?”

“You at my mercy sounds like a fucking good idea. Can I gag you too? Especially after all the bullshit between us for the past few days.”

“You think you’re funny?” She pinned him down. “You’re at my mercy now, big tough motorcycle man. I’d watch it if I were you.”

Ryker smiled. He loved her. What the fuck could he do?

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