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I followed his instructions, stopping next to him in a wide-open clearing. I didn’t need an explanation for why they had picked this spot. The average traveler would have driven past the entrance without even a thought. The trees were enormous, giving a false sense of privacy.

“How many girls, Grizz?” I doubted he would tell me, but once I rocked his world, he wouldn’t be thinking of anyone else.

“Only one that matters.”

“Damn straight.” I stood from my bike, admiring my new baby as I slipped off my helmet.

Hooking the strap over my handlebar, I waited a second.

I wanted to take in the scenery, remembering what a good day this had been.

My body hummed, reminding me it was getting better by the second.

I shoved my jacket off my shoulders, letting it drop into my hands before laying it on my seat.

“I have a confession,” Grizz said.

I should have been worried, but I wasn’t. Grizz always had my best interests at heart, and this wouldn’t be any different. My back was to him, keeping the mystery alive.

“I heard you tell Grace about the bed, baby.”

I twirled around, but my boots were so bulky, I almost went flying, barely sticking the landing. It didn’t help my bruised ego that Grizz was biting his bottom lip. He wasn’t very good at holding back his laughter. A chuckle escaping every now and again.

“How?” I had only told Grace, and she hadn’t been out of my sight to tell anyone else.

“The entire lot heard you, but you must have made an impression on the older salesman. I was completing the payment when he handed me a blanket, thanking me for my purchase.”

“No, not that sweet old man.”

“Yeah, well,” Grizz said, rubbing his bottom lip. “This can go one of two ways. I can get the blanket, and we can pretend it’s a bed, or you can ride me on my bike.”

“I have a better idea.” Sauntering over, I stopped next to him, making sure my breasts popped out as best I could underneath the oversized shirt I wore.

“This is good.” His eyes were stuck on my chest, but I waved my hand in front of his face, forcing him to focus.

“Slide back. Give a girl some room to work.” The only way this was going to happen was if my back was to his front. I sat, swinging my legs around.

“Don’t get me wrong,” he whispered into my ear, “this is hot as hell, but how is this any more comfortable than the tub?”

“It’s not. This is only round one.” I leaned back against him, turning my head to see his reaction.

“The club girls were talking about how the girls for the Knights take three at a time. You’re going to make it happen.

” He didn’t disappoint me. His facial expression hardened, but his jaw ticked.

Grizz clearly didn’t like the idea of sharing, but he was willing to fulfill my fantasy.

It made little sense, but the possessiveness radiating off of him turned me on.

A growl came from behind me, ruffling the wisps that had fallen out of my braid. “No. I’ll cut off any dick that thinks it has a chance with you.”

“If there’s a will, there’s a way.” It was intentionally flippant, but I didn’t want any man besides my husband.

I heard a low moan before Grizz’s hand popped the button on my jeans. His fingers danced over the skin he’d revealed, forcing the zipper down. “If you want the experience, lean back. Put your feet on the handlebars. I’ve got you.”

Grizz won’t let me fall, I repeated in my mind as I followed his instructions.

He settled me in his lap, and there was enough room to stretch across the front of the bike, crossing my ankles over the handlebars.

Holding me with one arm, he inched my panties and jeans down until they were underneath the curve of my ass, giving him direct access.

“You need to be wet. I don’t have any lube for my finger.” Grizz wasn’t even trying to be sexy. it just came naturally to him, but two could play this game. I swiped a finger down my lips, collecting my moisture.

“Is this good enough?” I held my finger up to his lips. He didn’t disappoint me when he held my gaze, sucking my finger into his mouth to clean it.

“I think we can do a little better. Take the shirt off.”

I didn’t hesitate, whipping the shirt over my head and unhooking my bra. Letting them fall to the ground, I didn’t care if they got dirty. I was laying topless against my husband, in a clearing. This was going on my top five list with him.

His hand danced further south until his finger flicked my clit.

I wasn’t ready for the stimulation, and I lifted off the seat as a groan escaped my lips.

His arm still circled my waist, and it was the only thing tethering me to the bike.

It slowly shifted until he held my chest with his hand directly on my breast.

Pinning me against his body, he rubbed small circles against my clit until I squirmed in his lap.

It was slow, methodical, and there was nowhere to run.

The pressure built with each lap of his finger, like small waves breaking on the sand.

I couldn’t slide forward to escape, because when I tried, Grizz’s finger would circle my nipple in the same slow torture he was creating down below.

I had to take what my husband was giving me and like it.

“I could do this all night.”

“I can’t,” I snapped, close to exploding.

“Come when you want to. No one’s stopping you.”

“Am I wet enough for you?” I sassed, lost in the pleasure, spiraling out of control.

A dark chuckle resonated near my ear. “When you’re begging me to stop, remember you’re the one who earned this punishment.” He immediately increased his speed, sending me into a delirium.

My head fell back against my shoulders, colliding with his chest as I rolled back and forth.

Loud, low groans were dropping from my lips, one right after the other.

I fought the waves rushing in, but they beat against my body until I was helpless to continue.

My back arched, pushing my chest against Grizz’s arm, and my hips found purchase against his fingers.

Letting the last wave take me with it, I screamed his name into the clearing.

My eyes were closed as I fell back against him.

“Three men wouldn’t satisfy you.”

“I’m satisfied right now. Maybe I’m just easy to please.”

Grizz laughed, his chest pumping up and down at the humor.

“No. You’re demanding. You take what you want, and I’m the poor fucker who’s dying to give it to you.

” His hands gripped my hips, creating enough space to push into me.

We both moaned at the contact. “The next time you want to be adventurous, tell me before. This would have been easier with toys.”

“You won’t share me with other men, but you’ll let plastic do the trick?”

“Toys are our friends.”

He slipped his thumb through my wetness, brushing up against our connection. It sent a shiver down my spine as I reached backwards, needing to ground myself against him.

Grizz lifted his thighs, bouncing me as he created a steady rhythm. I didn’t have any complaints, but this wasn’t what I had imagined. Huffing, I didn’t know how to ask him for what I wanted.

“Brat.” He held me on the next bounce, our bodies still connected, and that was when I felt it. His thumb was circling my ass. “Relax,” he said. “I’m just fulfilling your fantasy.”

“You’re always going to be with me, right?” I was suddenly self-conscious about losing him. “You can’t leave me.”

“I’m never going to let you go, Meredith.” He entered my ass with just the tip of his thumb, and I shuddered against his body. “You’re my wife. You have my name. If you think you’re walking away from me, you’re sadly mistaken.”

He released his hold, and it felt like I was crashing down into his lap. He buried his dick within my body, and his thumb filled my ass. Each push in was agony—the burn, the fullness. It was exactly what I had requested.

“This is so good,” I moaned.

“Better than a bed?”

“Try it in a bed, and I’ll tell you.”

“You’re still coherent. I must not be satisfying my wife.

” Those words were his own personal challenge, and I was just along for the ride.

The muscles in his thighs quaked as he kept the bike steady.

It still vibrated from the force I generated every time I slammed down on top of his dick.

He’d push up on the next pump, only to hit deep within me as his thumb filled my ass.

I was moaning, groaning, releasing any sound, some of them not recognizable. Grizz made one more swipe of my wet pussy, sticking his finger into my mouth.

“Clean it.”

I did my best, but it was the perfect storm that sent me over the edge, taking Grizz with me.

Losing time, I willed myself back into my body.

Grizz was holding me tightly against him.

Otherwise, I was afraid I’d fall off the side of the bike.

With him still buried deep within me, neither one of us made the move to stand.

I wasn’t sure if I could, and he physically couldn’t unless I did first.

“I never thought we’d get here,” I whispered. “I never dreamed my version of perfection would look like this, but it does. It’s my fantasy brought to life, Jonathan.”

“You going to give me another kid, Mer?”

I laughed. “We agreed. If it happens, it happens. Don’t fuck it up like Sabre.”

“I can’t ask you to marry me anymore, so I’ve moved on. It’s my way of making sure you still want me.”

“I always want you.” I tilted my head back, but I couldn’t see his face. “We just show each other love differently.”

He nibbled at my neck, and I giggled at the contact.

If I hadn’t called off my wedding, I would have never ended up in the bar that night.

Grizz would have never seen me in my wedding dress, and the list went on.

I looked up to the sky, now dark, saying a quick prayer.

I was a very lucky girl, with a man who loved me like I was his last breath.