My Kind of Dirty (Dirty Fuckers MC 2)

She felt a lot better for him saying that.

When they got to her apartment, he parked the car, and she waited while he grabbed a paper bag from the back of the car. They used the elevator, and for her the tension between them seemed be getting thicker.

Drake took the keys from her and quickly bent down to scoop up Fluffy.

“I love you, Fluff, but this afternoon, you’re spending the day in Momma Suzy’s room.”

Closing the door, she watched him put the pup inside Suzy’s room, closing the door. “That was mean.”

“I want the afternoon with my girl.” He removed his leather jacket. “Take your clothes off.”

“Strip? You want me to strip?”

“Yep.” He poured different colored fabrics onto the couch. “I bought these for you.”

“You didn’t have to buy me anything.”

“Then consider that I bought these for myself so that I could see my woman in them.”

“Your woman?”

He moved in close, wrapping his arm around her waist. “Yes, my woman. That’s exactly what you are, mine.” Drake slammed his lips down on hers, and Grace moaned. She locked her arms around

his neck, pressing her body against his. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

Drake pulled away, unbuttoning her blouse.

She patted his hands away. “I can do it, if you really want me to.”

“I do.” He moved away, going to the pile of underwear. It was the first time that anyone had ever bought her something so personal.

“I want you to try these on first.”

He held up a dark red lacy pair.

She stood in her plain white underwear. The panties she wore had love hearts on them, and they had to be the most unattractive thing she could have bought.

“Please pretend that you didn’t see these,” she said.

“Don’t worry. Try these on.”

Taking the underwear he offered, she was about to go to her room, but Drake stopped her.

“I want to watch.” He pulled the single seat around so that he was facing her.

“You want to watch me try on underwear?”

“Yes, every single piece.”

“O-okay.” Removing her bra, her cheeks heated, and she tried not to think of Drake watching her in awful looking underwear.

She put on the red lacy pair, and the moment she put the bra in place and the panties rested against her hips, she felt a difference. They were so soft and beautiful.

“Turn for me.”

Grace did as he instructed, turning this way and that.

“Give me your back, and bend over.”