BLAMELESS: MC Biker Romance (Black Thorns, #3)

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    I hook my fingers in the waistband of the tiny pink shorts she’s wearing and slowly tug ‘em down her legs. I watch her closely, making sure she’s okay. I get ‘em off and toss ‘em off the bed. And then I shed my boxers.
    I shift my weight and slide the head of my rock hard cock along the length of her pussy. She’s wet for me, so wet.
    She yelps in surprise as it brushes her clit. “Zeb!” she gasps. “Oh my God! What is that?”
    I lift the covers so she can look down between us.
    Her eyes widen as she takes in the three studs in the head of my cock.
    “You like ‘em? They feel good?” I ask, grinning at the shocked look on her face.
    She surprises me then when she bites her lip and gives me a sexy little look. “ So good.”
    I ease her thighs apart. “Told you you’re safe with me, Sarah. So, I gotta hear the words from you. Gotta be all your call here. You want this, darlin’?”
    She snakes her hands ‘round my neck and I meet her intense gaze. “I…this isn’t just sex to me. I can’t…I can’t do that, Zeb. I…I like you. A lot.”
    “I know. Like you a lot too, Sarah.”
    She smiles with relief and surprise. Hell, I’m surprised, too. Surprised that I’m in this position right now, agreeing to what I am. Tryin’ something more with a woman than just fucking. She’s telling me she can’t fuck without emotion getting in the way. Already knew that ‘bout her from that first time we fooled ‘round. I don’t wanna fuck her and leave her neither. There’s something more here and even though I got no idea what it really means, I wanna find out. Hell, I need to.
    She’s the only woman who’s managed to bring me in outta the cold I been living in for too fucking long.
    I lean down and gather her in my arms, holding her close.
    And that’s when I realize how far gone I am with her, cuz I’m missing something major here. Jesus Christ. First time for everything.
    “Ain’t got no condoms, darlin’.” Dammit!
    There ain’t no guy more careful than me when it comes to being safe. I ain’t Ax. Dumbass kept pulling that shit with Rox. He had two fuck ups, cuz he were so careless and let his dick rule his head.
    She smiles at me. “I’ve been on the pill for years.”
    Normally, some woman telling me that wouldn’t be enough. With the kinda women I usually fuck, it’d be real stupid to trust their word on that.
    But with Sarah, I do trust it.
    “Are you…clean?” she asks.
    “Swear it. Ain’t been with nobody since the last time I got tested and got the all clear.”
    She smiles and pulls me down to her, forcing my mouth to hers. Our lips clash in a way they ain’t never before. This time I feel her desperation to have this. To have me . And it’s the biggest turn on ever. Knowing a woman wants me this much, where it’s way beyond the physical. So much more. It takes me over and our kiss becomes frantic. I get it then. I get what this is with her. Healing. This is two people so damaged and scarred by the darkest parts of life, finally finding comfort in one another.
    She moans into my mouth as I slide my dick inside her, taking it slow for the first time in my life. She’s so tight. So much innocence surrounding me. I grit my teeth, both cuz the pressure’s almost painful and cuz I’m actually feeling something here. I get what this really means. That somebody so pure is trusting a tainted bastard like me with something as priceless as this. She don’t treat me like I’m bad, like I’m dirty and only good for my dick. Not like the rest of ‘em do. She treats me like a man. Like a good man.
    She pulls her mouth from mine and screams as my piercings rub that sweet spot deep inside her. I hold my position now I’m seated balls deep. Jesus. Couldn’t move right now even if I wanted to. Her pussy’s clamping down so hard ‘round me I can barely even breathe.
    I slide my hand between her legs and rub her clit with my thumb. She squirms beneath me. Her hands tug at my

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