Biker Stepbrother - Part Three
“I knew by the feel of his bulging cock that he wanted to fuck me just as much as I wanted to fuck him.
I wasn’t sure what came over me in that moment, but something about lying next to the boy who’d protected me, who was officially all grown up and a hot mess of leather and muscles and tattoos, made me hotter than Hell from the inside out. I couldn’t fight it any longer. When I looked into his eyes, I didn’t see my stepbrother. I saw a grown man with the kind of physical equipment that could rock my world in 2.5 seconds if he’d just give in.
“Please, Gray,” I begged once more. “We’re both adults here. Fuck me.”
“We have a past,” he said, his eyes still on my tits. His hands flexed and then balled into tight fists as if he were mentally restraining himself. “It’d be wrong.”
“You said you found me sexy.” I pouted my bottom lip out and traced a finger down between the small crevice between my breasts.
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