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  1. Thunderclap: Steel Infidels MC Romance Series Book 3
  2. Introduction by Dez Burke
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Epilogue
  37. Author’s Note
  38. TAKE DOWN
  39. About the Author

I slide my hand up her side to cup her full breast through her thin shirt. I apply more pressure with my fingers until I can feel them sinking through the fabric to the soft, luscious tit beneath. She gazes at me, her eyes clouded with desire, and I sense in a flash what she needs.

Lila doesn’t want it slow and easy. She’s as hungry as I am. She wants it raw, hot and fast.

I’ve never wanted a woman so much in my life.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” I whisper in her ear. Her sweet smell is intoxicating and I can’t resist trailing my lips down her neck. “I’ve dreamed of touching you just like this.”

She smoothes her hands down my back and tugs my shirt out of my jeans. “You’re not the only dreamer,” she says. “Help me take your shirt off.”

I sit up and tug my shirt up over my head. Her hands immediately reach for me to drag me back on top of her.

“Hang on, darling. I’m stripping you naked right now. And I have to warn you...I might talk dirty. So if you’re still keeping score, I’ll sign over my paycheck to you at the end of the week.”

“I’ll give you a free pass this time,” she says breathlessly and holds her arms up so I can hastily remove her shirt and lacy white bra. I toss her clothes on the floor.

“I should be doing this slower,” I say in apology. “But I’m in a big fucking hurry to get my hands on you in case you haven’t noticed.” I grasp the waistband of her shorts and she lifts her hips to wiggle out of them. All that is left is white silky panties that cover absolutely nothing.

One look and I can’t breathe.

For my sanity, I’m leaving them on for now.

“Don’t slow down on my account,” she says. She slides the palms of her hands eagerly up my chest and over my pecs. “I’ve been dying to touch these muscles since the first day I met you on the mountain. You don’t know how close I came to jumping you right there on the road when you took off your shirt.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“No good reason that I can think of now.”

I know why and it doesn’t matter anymore.

“Since we’re being honest, I wanted to drag you off into the woods and fuck you behind a tree.”