Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
“I love you, too, Little girl.”
Gripping her waist, Steele drew her down to his body. “Play, Ivy.”
With permission given, she squirmed against him as she explored his chest and abdomen. Her eyes closed in delight when he glided his hands up her sides to cup her breasts. Kneading them roughly, he brushed his thumbs over her nipples. She loved the scratch of his work-hardened skin on her body. Steele wasn’t a gentleman with manicured, soft hands. He was a Guardian. A welder. A biker.
She leaned forward to press her torso to his and teased him with light kisses until he tangled one hand in her hair and held her in place as his mouth explored hers. He tasted her as if she were the sweetest delight he’d ever sampled. His other hand gripped her bottom with a hold she knew would leave marks tomorrow as he lifted his pelvis to move against hers.
Immediately, her play ended. He was in control. His hand slipped from her tresses to slide between their bodies. His fingers stroked her pink folds to stoke the fire inside her. He tapped lightly on her clit, making her inhale quickly.
“You are so wet, Ivy. Do you want to ride Daddy’s cock?”
She nodded. Her body was so ready.
“Good girl.”
Steele fitted himself against her slick opening and flexed his hips to enter her. He gripped her ribcage and urged her to sit up, pushing his cock into her completely. “Ride me, Emerald Eyes.”
With ferocious desire written on his face, Ivy couldn’t feel self-conscious. She bounced experimentally and gasped. His shaft inside her set off so many sensitive spots inside her body. She tried it again and dropped her head back to concentrate on those exquisite sensations.
“Ah!” she gasped at the feel of his fingers pinching her nipples.
“Eyes on me, Little girl. Don’t look away.”
The intimacy of watching his reactions and seeing the hunger in his eyes pushed her desire higher. She watched him glide a hand over the muscular grooves in his abdomen to stroke her clit. “Come, Little girl. Drench my hand with your wetness.”
As if he were in control of her body, Ivy felt the swirling tingles draw together. She screamed into the room as she contracted around his thick cock. She ground herself against him, prolonging the delectable sensations for as long as she could.
“Daddy’s turn,” Steele announced as he wrapped his arms around her.
Ivy saw the world rotate as he turned their bodies to kneel between her legs.
“Wrap your legs around me, sweetheart.”
Fitting her legs around his waist, she locked her feet together at the ankles. As soon as she was in position, Steele lifted his hips and thrust deep inside her. At the end of each stroke, he rubbed his pelvis against her, fueling the sparkles inside her. She bit her lip, trying to resist the growing pleasure.
She held onto him as he plunged into her tight channel. Ivy knew he watched her shifting to create the most sparks inside her. When the feelings were ready to overwhelm her, Steele filled her, revving up his speed. Struggling to stay focused on his face, Ivy saw the moment he lost control. Pure exaltation covered his features, and she felt a rush of warmth as he emptied himself into the condom.
“Come, Ivy!” he shouted into the room as he held her plastered against his body.
With a wordless cry, she succumbed to the delight he treated her to. Grinding her pelvis against him, she fought for every bit of pleasure she could survive.
Minutes later, she lay cuddled against him with her head resting on his shoulder. Her mind still replayed the pleasure she had experienced. Being with Steele was unlike any man she’d ever dated. He made her feel.
Ivy slapped a hand over her tummy when it roared aggressively. Steele let out one of those low chuckles that made her giggle along with him.
“I need to feed you, Little girl. I’m losing my street cred as a Daddy.”
“There’s street cred for being a Daddy?”
“Only with the Shadowridge Guardians.”
She nodded like she knew what went on with the other motorcycle club members. “Think they’ve eaten everything for dinner?”
“It’s taco night. There will be lots.”
“Tacos?” She bolted upright and slid off the bed. “Come on. Tacos!”
As he dressed her, Ivy thought about the men in the motorcycle club. She couldn’t imagine not knowing the bikers now and felt bad, knowing she thought of them differently now. They had all taught her an important life lesson. While she had always treated everyone respectfully and professionally in her position at the bank, she appreciated these tough, tattooed, and daring Shadowridge Guardians. They protected the community and took care of each other, regardless of what it took. No matter what.
“Thank you for finding me, Daddy.”
“I wished I’d caught them at the bank,” he said regretfully, pulling on his T-shirt.