Beneath His Ink (Highway Reapers Motorcycle Club Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
The man was built like an old time fighter with stocky arms, thick thighs, and a sexy round ass. She was a small woman, and she loved snuggling and cuddling up to him. He was like a furnace with all the heat he generated. He was trying to find all the supplies they would need to take a shower together in the tub that wasn’t really made for two. She reached over to hold the cock that so fascinated her between her palms. “Hold on, Ella,” Tyson chuckled like he usually did when she couldn’t wait for the party to get started. “Why should I wait? Your cock is hard and standing up straight, so I’ll notice. I wouldn’t want to be rude to him. I like him.” Being with him made her silly, but she liked the lightheartedness of the situation. His smile was back. Not the one he’d been giving her the last few days — that smile was full of sadness and strife — but the one he had before he left to pay off Bruce. That was the smile she missed.
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