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Her Biker Bodyguard/Chihiro
MasonAll eyes were on Leilani and Phoenix as he walked her down the aisle, which was exactly what we wanted.My heart was beating slowly in my chest as I snuck out of Phoenix’s office, heading to my right. I moved along the outskirts of the room, going wide around the Rebels, getting into position.For the past few days, we’d been planning for this. Everything we’d done had led to this moment, and the gamble we were about to make could go horribly wrong, but we were hoping the men in this room were smarter than we had given them credit for so far.I saw a few other men moving along the outskirts just like me, dressed in suits so as not to draw attention, but they had the same aim I did. I caught Dow’s eye, and he made some inane comment that got a laugh, but it was actually a code for Ford to keep his bullshit going a bit longer to let us get into position.Finally, I was back where I needed to be, and I nodded at Dow again. Noble made another stupid joke, which was the sign for Ford
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Her Biker Bodyguard/Chihiro
MasonI grabbed a bottle and poured myself a whisky. Before I could drink it, someone walked up beside me.“Got one of those for me?”I grinned and turned. Leilani was standing there, smiling at me, still wearing that fucking sexy wedding dress.“Sure, princess,” I said, pouring her a drink. “You deserve it.”“I saw what happened,” she said softly. “I’m glad he’s dead.”“Worked out,” I said.“Think the Rebels will really join us?”“Some will. Some won’t. We’ll work it out. But the important thing is, it’s over.”“To Jetter, may he rot in fucking hell,” she said. We clinked glasses and drank.She put her glass down on the bar and stepped toward me. “Mason, listen—” she started to say, but I stopped her. I grabbed her by the hips and pressed her against me, kissing the girl hard on the mouth.She kissed me back without hesitation.Fuck, nothing ever tasted sweeter in my whole life. Not whisky, nothing. I wanted her, and finally I could have her in front of everyone without any second th
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Her Biker Bodyguard/Chihiro
LeilaniFourteen months laterI laughed, fumbling in the dark for his belt.“Fuck I’m starving,” Mason said, pushing me back. “Forget that. I want this sweet pussy.”“Shh,” I said. “You’ll wake Ryan up.”“I think you’re the one who needs to work on being quiet.” He pushed me back onto the bed, and I landed, giggling, as he pulled down my panties, tossing them aside.His lips found my neck, kissing me softly, his hands between my legs, working my soaked clit. “I think about this all fucking day long,” he said in my ear.“Me too,” I whispered.His lips moved down my neck and down my breasts. He dropped down onto his knees and spread my legs wide, his mouth pressed against my clit.Pleasure rocked through me as he began to suck my clit, licking me and eating me ferociously. It’d been almost a day since he’d last touched me like this, and that was too long. Mason had been out on a job with the club, and I had been back at home taking care of our little son, Ryan. He was four months old, a
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