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Creed and Gage snicker.

“Come on, trouble. Let’s all enjoy our day,” Gage says, tugging her toward the beach. I watch them with a smile until Creed’s hand flexes on my side.

“Want to go to the shore or stay here to take a moment for just us?”

His eyebrows wiggle when I look up at him. I smile, biting down on my bottom lip.

“A moment for us, always.”

He nods toward his bike, and we climb back on before he leads us to a different spot from everyone else.

19

CREED

I grab her neck,tilting her head back and kissing her. Her lips part and I shove my tongue inside. She moans against my mouth, and I cup her ass, squeezing the tight cheek as I pull her closer to me.

“Let me fuck you here,” I coax against her lips.

Morgan gasps when I guide my fingers under her dress and cup her pussy. “That’s—public indecency.”

I smother my laugh and kiss her again before brushing against her ear. “Not illegal if you don’t get caught, and I won’t let us get caught.”

My eyes drag the length of her. I’ve never met a woman who tempts me as much as she does. I don’t even understand it. Something about Morgan drives me insane to the point I want to mark her as mine any chance I get. Even when I shouldn’t, even when it’s reckless.

She doesn’t protest as I move her panties to the side and then slip my hand inside, straight to her wet, heated flesh.

I smile into another kiss as her hands tangle in my hair.

“You’re so wet for me.” Two fingers play with her slit before I push them inside her. It’s hard to move, but I have to get her a little more worked up before I can strip and fuck her.

Morgan moans and her eyelashes flutter. “You are so bad.”

“Admit you want to be bad with me,” I whisper against her lips.

She whimpers. “Fuck me on your bike.”

My cock growls impossibly hard and I groan. I lift her as her legs wrap around me.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck someone on my bike.” Never thought it would be a cop, a cop who’s pregnant with my baby, but somehow that turns me on more.

It takes us a moment to climb onto my bike together. It would have been easier to let her go, but I seem incapable of it at the moment.

My hand drags down her chest, squeezing her breasts through the thin material of the dress before moving to her stomach. I scrunch it up to her hips, sliding between her legs and rubbing the front of her panties.

Morgan moans and tightens her grip on my handles. “I want to touch you.”

I chuckle under my breath. “You want a lot of things.Fuck me on your bike, Creed.I’m trying to do that first, love.”

Pushing her panties to the side again, I work a finger inside her, grinning when I find her even more soaked and ready for me.

Her teeth dig into her bottom lip. “I guess I thought I’d just be on top.”

I raise an eyebrow. “You want to ride me? Fuck, it makes me horny how much you want my cock.”

Morgan nods excitedly. My cock hardens. I’ve never fucked on my bike before. Why would I? There’s plenty of room in the clubhouse, and any time I fucked women outside the club, we just used their apartment.

She slowly sits up, working on my jeans while I steady us on the bike. I plant my feet on either side, knowing I won’t be able to move much for her. I don’t know if she realizes she’s going to have to put in a lot of the work.