The Biker’s Property (An Alpha Motorcycle Club Romance) (Ghosts of the Prairie Motorcycle Club Series Book 1)

The Biker’s Property (An Alpha Motorcycle Club Romance) (Ghosts of the Prairie Motorcycle Club Series Book 1) by Regina Fox

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sight of her caused him great pain. He bit his knuckle.
    In the light, when he did that, she could see bruises forming on his hands. Not on his face. That meant to her that he had been able to defend himself.
    She wanted to ask him about the bruises, but she also wanted to stay in the moment. She knew he was off to jail right after, and she had no idea how long he would be gone. She lay on the bed in her panties and shirt, watching his eyes as they took her in. She slid her panties off and raised her top above her breasts so he could get a better look at everything he would be missing while behind bars.
    “You want to make this harder, don’t ya baby?” Danny chuckled lightly as he spoke. “I want to make something harder…” Penny teased and spread her legs open wide.
    She started spreading herself open, playing with herself in a bold manner, something she did not even do alone. “Fuck me hard and fuck me fast,” she groaned and laid her head back on the mattress.
    Danny already had his cock in hand and was guiding it to the already wet spot between her legs.
    He entered her forcefully, spreading her folds inward, pulling the skin around him. Penny let out a loud moan and arched her back, pushing his cock against her pelvic bone.
    Danny thrust himself into her fast and hard, just like the lady asked for and knew he was not going to last long.
    “Harder,” Penny directed and began thrusting her hips towards his hard erection. Danny thrust harder, faster and started to groan. “I can’t take much more baby,” he whimpered. The pelvic bone created a new friction against his shaft that was throwing him off his game. Penny being so aggressive, the harsh words coming out of her sweet mouth, it was all making his head spin. “Come for me baby,” her sweet voice whispered in his ear.
    Danny rose his head up and looked into Penny’s eyes. Her sweet lips, bright eyes and hair flowing off her shoulders was enough to send him over the edge, but when her tongue escaped her mouth and slid across her lips, he was done.
    He gripped her tightly and let out a primitive growl as he thrust one last time and released his load into her.
    He relaxed his body, careful not to place all of his weight on her and kissed her softly on the neck. “I have to go baby,” he said. He stood, pulled his pants together and refastened his belt and left Penny lying on the hotel bed, legs spread, tits peeking out from her top and dripping his salts from her inner thigh.
     
    Chapter Thirteen
     
    Penny had the idea to approach the restaurant owner with the proposal to not press charges against the Ghosts of the Prairie if they found a way to restore the restaurant. and fast. It was a deal. As her first act as owner of the company, Mrs. Wayland wrote the restaurant owner a pretty good check as earnest money so that every single Ghost of the Prairie could get sprung.
    As second act as company owner, she wrote Penny a check to cover everything she spent to come out. As Penny held the check in her hand, she had not known until that moment whether or not she would be going back to Ruckersville. But now she was sure. She really didn’t want to go.
    Even as incredible as the time had been between Danny and her, Penny started having doubts. What if Danny had given himself so intensely because he knew it probably was going to be a fling? That question didn’t feel like it was appropriate for him, but there was that possibility.
    The third act as owner of the company was for Mrs. Wayland to fire all the Riggers and to send them packing. She had payroll work overtime, processing final pay. Penny sat in the waiting area of Wayland Energy, with nowhere else to go, just hanging out as she watched some bikers very annoyed that they had been fired, and some who didn’t care one way or the other.
    Danny had not been released from jail, or if he had, he wasn’t there and he hadn’t called. She knew in her heart of hearts Danny White Feather was not a man to be

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