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  Before she could dial Joker’s number the feeling of someone grabbing her around the waist and of being pulled back against a hard, huge chest, had her gasping out. She was spun around, looked up into her man’s face, and grinned. Yes, the predatory gleam in his eyes was exactly what she wanted and needed right now. It also was a plus he was rock-hard, his cock pressing against her belly.

  “You ran off,” he said without phrasing it like a question and started walking them backward.

  “It was insane in there. All those women wanted a piece of you guys. It was funny to watch but dangerous.” She smiled and pressed closer to him, really sandwiching in his cock against her body. He groaned deeply and moved them further to the side of the club where only one streetlight was. The gleam from that light barely penetrated the darkness, but that was okay, because it made this situation even hotter.

  The cold, rough surface of the wall met her back as he pressed his chest against hers. “I want to fuck you so badly, baby.”

  She moaned and arched into him. “Then fuck me.” Joker was the only man she’d ever loved, the only person she’d trusted implicitly. It had always been them against the world, even if it had taken a long time for them to realize that.

  He slid his hands down her hips and around so he was cupping her ass. “Don’t tempt me, baby.” He gripped the edge of her dress and slowly dragged it up until it was bunched around her waist. And then, as they stared at each other for just a second, everything else faded away. He dropped down to his haunches, pulled her panties down her legs, and blew a stream of warm air along her folds.

  A gasp of pleasure left her.

  His swallow was audible and the groan that followed was deep and filled with an arousal that matched her own frantic one.

  “Seeing you on that stage, and knowing how much you probably hated it but did it for me, was such a turn on.” She speared her hands in his hair.

  “Everything I do is for you, baby.”

  “Spread your legs for me, Amy. I want to see what I’ll be eating out.” She did as he asked and then felt him grip the back of her knee and bring it over his shoulder. His mouth was suddenly on her pussy, his tongue parting her folds as he ate her out.

  A cry of pleasure left her, and although she heard people right around the corner, she didn’t care if they heard. Hell, she didn’t care if they saw. That was unlike her, but right now she was so high from her arousal and pleasure that nothing mattered but being with Joker.

  With his hand on her ass, he started to squeeze at the same time he dipped his tongue into her opening. Joker fucked her with his tongue and the rough scrape of the exterior club wall on her back added a hint of pain to the unbelievable ecstasy he brought her.

  “That’s it. Just let go for me, baby.”

  He started rubbing her clit back and forth, and she knew she could get off far too soon if he kept it up.

  “Come for me,” he murmured against her flesh, rubbing her clit harder, and mouth fucking her pussy faster.

  And then she came for her man.

  A low, keening cry left her and she tightened her fingers in his hair and shamelessly ground herself against his face. His deep moan sent vibrations through her pussy.

  “So good, Amy.”

  All she could do was nod.

  She knew the hold she had in his hair was tight, but she couldn’t help herself.

  When her pleasure started to dim, Joker gave her pussy one last long lick and stood. He kept his hands on her ass, clenching the mounds, making her hungry for more. She could still feel his hard cock between them and wanted all that flesh pushed deep inside of her, stretching her, making her submit.

  Joker was a dominant man, wanted things his way, but she held the power.

  “I want you.”

  She nodded again, speaking without saying words.

  He pressed his lips against hers, ran his tongue along the seam before plunging into her mouth. She tasted herself, and it was a potent flavor that had her moaning in his mouth.

  “As much as I want you, right here and now, I need you in our bed, spread out for me and submitting.

  Yes, that sounded exactly how she wanted this night to end.

  Chapter Two

  The trust Amy showed him only made Joker more in love with her. She was following him in her car, and as much as he wanted her sitting beside him, the wait only made his anticipation to have her that much greater. He drove all the way back to their place where he intended to make her scream his name.

  Once he pulled the vehicle into the driveway and Amy did the same behind him, Joker was out and moving toward her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to his body.

  “I can’t believe you all shook your asses on stage for us,” Amy said giggling.

  “Did you see the way Demon reacted?”

  “I did, but I also noticed they didn’t stay around for long. I think we don’t need any clues as to what he has planned.” She leaned in close and pressed her lips against his neck. “I love you, Joker.”

  “Baby, there are no right words, none strong enough, to describe how I feel about you.”

  She sighed, resting her head against his chest.

  Years of therapy had gotten them to this moment, and Joker relaxed in his seat, calm, happy, content to have her close to him.

  He’d always loved Amy.

  Her past was one of the worst he’d ever heard of, and he’d killed the man who had almost destroyed her. Joker had relished in the destruction he’d brought to the man who hurt her. Zeke had admired his handiwork, and Joker had even worked to kill those Zeke wanted dead.

  “Did you enjoy tonight with the girls?” he asked.

  “You didn’t leave it too long to come and take me,” she said.

  “Blame Demon. He wouldn’t have anyone else shaking their ass for his woman.”

  “Like you’d allow it?” she asked.

  He glanced down at her to see her brow was raised. “You’re right. I’d kill anyone who tried to show you what I’ve already got.”

  She released a little moan, one that he’d only ever heard when he’d been teasing her, driving her crazy. “You know, there’s something I’ve been meaning to try.” She stroked his cheek and slowly, she started to move her hand down.

  His cock thickened as he felt the direction her hand was going. “What are you doing, Amy?”

  “Do you trust me, Joker?” She cupped his dick, running her palm up and down the length.

  “You know I do.” She’d said the exact same words that he spoke many times during sex. It had taken him time to build the trust for her to give herself to him. Fuck, he loved this woman. He loved her more for her strength and her power to endure.

  “Then, how about I give you a little present.” She took his hand, led them back to the vehicle, and once inside she started to work his pants open, flicking the button, then sliding down the zipper.

  “Fuck, baby, are you about to do what I think you’re going to do?”

  “Um, I don’t know. What do you think I’m going to do?”

  His little vixen was intent on sending him into an early grave.

  She pulled his dick out of his pants and ran her hand from the base up to the root and then down again. The smallest of touches from her hand set him on fire.

  “You’re so hard, Joker. What do you think I’m going to do?” she asked.

  “Baby, just put it in your mouth. I don’t know how long I’m going to last if you just keep playing with it.” He’d been the kind of man who knew restraint but right now, he couldn’t do it. There was no way for him to hold in the pleasure. Gripping the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white, he hissed out as her lips covered his cock.

  The warmth of her mouth lowered from the head going down until he hit the back of her throat. Her tongue glided over his length, and he pulled up, moaning as she did.

  Amy didn’t stop though. She sucked his dick as if her life depended on it. She slid her hand into
his pants to cup his balls. Leaning back farther, he gave her enough access, to give him whatever she wanted to.

  Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he sank the other into her hair, wrapping her curls around his fist.

  She pulled off him. “Am I doing it right, baby?”

  “You’re doing it more than okay.”

  He groaned as she took him back in, only this time she started to swallow his length.

  Joker didn’t know how much longer he could take. Her lips were heaven, and this wasn’t what he had planned. When it came to his woman, he couldn’t deny her anything.

  All she ever needed to do was bat her eyelashes at him, and he was putty in her fucking hands.

  The club knew it as well.

  “Damn, Amy, your lips are fucking heaven.” He thrust his hips up into her mouth, moaning as she swallowed more of him.

  His balls were so damn tight, and he felt the stirrings of his orgasm. “Baby, stop. If you don’t stop I’m going to fill your mouth with cum.”

  Amy didn’t stop, and she wouldn’t ease up even as he tugged her hair.

  “Fuck, baby, fuck.” He came, filling her mouth with his cum. He felt her mouth working his cock, drawing the cum from him, and swallowing it down, every little drop.

  Time passed, and finally she sat up, wiping the back of her hand. “Did you like that?” she asked.

  Cupping her cheek, he ran his thumb across her lips before claiming hers in a hot, searing kiss. He didn’t care that he tasted himself on her lips.

  Every new thing with Amy was like a step toward victory. She was constantly growing in confidence. The demons she had fought all her life had started to disappear.

  Joker loved her no matter what. Even if she never got rid of her demons, he’d still love her.

  “I love you, you know that?”

  She smiled at him. The smile that reached her eyes lit up his whole world just to see.

  “I know. Why do you think I just did what I did?”

  “I don’t know. Why?”

  “I wanted you to spend a little more time on me.” She took his hand and pressed it between her thighs. Her pussy was soaking, and she wriggled on his hand. “I need you, Joker.”

  His woman never went without.

  Chapter Three

  Before Amy knew what was happening, Joker had her out of the car and they were striding into their home. After the front door was shut Joker pulled her body in close to his and started kissing her at the same time he walked them backward and into the kitchen.

  “This is about you, and I’m going to make sure you feel so fucking good, baby.” Before she knew what he was doing he had her lifted off the ground and placed on their kitchen table. A gasp left her at the sudden movements, but then he had her naked from the waist down in a matter of seconds, and was on his knees in front of her.

  “This is about you, and licking this sweet little cunt while you scream out in pleasure will be so fucking good for me too.” Joker placed both his hands under her ass, pulled her so her lower half hung off the edge of the table, and blew a stream of warm breath along her pussy.

  The feel of his tongue on her exposed flesh had her eyes involuntarily closing and her head falling back against the table. A moan left her and a groan came from him, vibrating against her body.

  “That’s it, give it to me. I won’t torture you for long, baby.”

  His tongue did wicked things to her body, and she curled her fingers into her palms. Joker ran his tongue up her center, sucking her wetness off and causing more to come. He was so incredibly slow with his ministrations that she found herself pressing closer to him, trying to tempt him to give her more, to fuck her with his cock instead of his tongue.

  She reached down and grabbed handfuls of his hair, pulling him closer to her.

  “Fuck me, Joker. I need that big cock of yours.” She opened her eyes and blinked several times.

  And then as if his words did something to him, he removed his mouth from her and leaned back, looking at her. The arousal still pounded through her bloodstream ... she needed so much more.

  “You want what I have to give you?”

  She nodded.

  “Then place your arms above your head and you will keep them there.” His tone brooked no argument.

  Amy did as he asked because this was what she wanted. She wanted her man to dominate her, because he was the only one she trusted in this capacity.

  When she clasped her hands together he moved back between her legs and resumed licking her. The act was so erotic, that she knew she’d come soon enough. His tongue moved up and down her slit, teasing her nub on the upstroke, and pressing minutely into her hole on the down-stroke.

  “Yes, Joker,” she gasped the words out. Her legs shook with the need to come. She was close, but Joker was holding off. And then he pulled away from her, quickly undid his pants, and pulled his cock free. He placed it at her entrance, and in a swift move he was buried deep inside of her body. She gripped her fingers together, keeping them above her head like he’d ordered. It felt so good to be filled by him.

  Air left her lungs in moans and gasps, and she couldn’t stop thrashing her head back and forth.

  “Yes, I’m going to come,” she all but screamed out, and Joker started fucking her harder.

  In and out.

  Faster and harder.

  He was a madman as the sound of flesh slapping together filled the room, as the sight of sweat lining his brow filled her visions.

  “I’m close too, baby.” But he slowed and her orgasm dimmed before it peaked.

  “Please, Joker, oh God, please.”

  “Do you want to come, baby girl? Do you want me to let you get off?”

  She knew what he wanted. He wanted her to beg for it, more than what she had already been doing, and by God she was not above it. Because this was the type of man Joker was, and the man she was madly in love with.

  “Please. Please let me come.” The words left her on a whoosh of air and she locked gazes with him. The look he gave her had her entire body tightening and had her pussy clenching around him until he grunted.

  “God, I fucking love you.” And then he started fucking her hard and fast, his fingers clenched tightly into her body.

  She came explosively, stars dancing in front of her vision and her blood pressure rising. “Joker,” she cried out his name and bit her lip hard enough she tasted blood.

  “That’s it, baby,” he grunted out the words and she felt his whole body tense. He came, filling her with his cum, stretching her pussy so good it hurt, and claiming her in only the way Joker could.

  When both of them were sated Joker sagged against her and moved his hands under her body, holding her close to him. They stayed like that for several moments, and then Joker pulled back and cupped her cheek.

  “Hey,” he said and smiled, her big strong biker so gentle with her even when he was dominant.

  “Hey yourself.” She cupped his cheek in return.

  “I love you.”

  She smiled. “And I love you.”

  “I want you to have my baby.”

  His words took her back for a second but then joy filled her. They’d been through a lot of shit and if not for Joker being there for her and helping her get through the rough patches, she didn’t know what she would have done.

  “But no rush. I don’t want to freak you out—”

  “I want that too, Joker.” She smoothed her fingers over his cheek. “I want to have your baby.”

  He pulled her in even tighter, stood, and just held her suspended, his strength immense.

  “It’s you and me against the world, baby.”

  Yeah, it sure was, and God did that feel good.

  Steel and Eloise

  Chapter One

  “I said I wasn’t going to enjoy looking at any other guy,” Eloise said.

  Steel still wouldn’t listen as he pulled her along behind him. They had exited out of the back of the strip club, and now
they were walking toward his car. Eloise had been looking forward to girls’ night. She didn’t need the male strip club, but whatever; it had been fun. Also, she loved how it annoyed Steel, and he went all Dom on her ass. There were times she disobeyed him just to make him put her in her place. There was nothing better, for her, than the feel of his hand on her ass, punishing her.

  Even now as he was leading her away, she was getting wetter, knowing it was only a matter of time before she felt him.

  “You still went, and I saw the way you were looking at me. I was your piece of ass. Did you enjoy my show?”

  “Yes, I did.”

  “Good, now it’s time for you to put on a show for me.” He lifted up a blindfold, and she pressed her thighs together to try to control her need for him. What was it about Steel that made her so wet?

  “Yes.”

  “Do you trust me, Eloise?”

  “Yes. You know I do.” She licked her lips and stared into his eyes. This man she loved more than anyone—and anything.

  “I can see it in your eyes, you want to get fucked, don’t you, baby?” He cupped her cheek, running his thumb across her bottom lip.

  She couldn’t resist, and so licked his thumb, and he groaned. “I need you, Steel.”

  “Suck it.” He pressed his thumb inside her lips, and she sucked him in deep, wishing it was his cock so that she could give it all the attention he deserved. Reaching out, she cupped his dick, rubbing him through the denim of his pants. He was so long, thick, and big.

  He pulled his thumb out of her mouth, and she turned around.

  Steel placed the blindfold over her eyes, and she shivered as the darkness closed around her. The trust she had in Steel was absolute.