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Claiming the Biker (Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV 9)

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Her pussy spasms and I can’t hold back any longer. I let go, my come spurting inside her as my dick pulses in time with each beat of her heart. I kiss her shoulder and pull out while giving her a light tap on the ass.

“Did I manage to fuck that stick outta your ass or did I burry it deeper in?” I roll next to her.

“Ugh.” She groans without looking at me and moves to get out of the bed.

“Not yet.” I yank her back down, forcing her to curl into me.

“I need to clean up.”

“Like the idea of you laying here with my come running down your thighs.

“Yeah, well you’re not the one who will be sleeping in the wet spot.”

“Fuck, you’re mean. Just came all over my cock and already pushing me out the damn door.”

“Figured you’d like that. Last time you ran out like the building was on fire. Figured I’d save you the trouble of making an excuse to leave.”

I kiss her temple and she shrugs me off. This time I don’t pull her back.

“Don’t worry. I don’t expect you to call.” I watch her hustle her ass out the room tagging her shorts off the floor as she goes.

I’ll give her this play. For now.


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