Chapter 29 Tempting The Hot Biker Daddy Part 3

She bit back a whimper.

In her mind it wasn’t her hand. It was Ryker’s—those rough, scarred fingers that had gripped her waist earlier, now stroking her slow and deliberate. She imagined his voice, low and filthy in her ear: “This what you need, princess? Been wet for me all night?”

A soft gasp esca...

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