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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 say a silent prayer.

Dear dick, please do not fail me now.

Without taking my eyes off her face, I stroke my cock, feeling it harden and lengthen under my hand. When I suspect it is as big as it’s going to get, I position her cell phone for a close-up and click the button.

My first and last dick pic.

I hope she likes it.

Something tells me she won’t.

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I jump up from the chair and grab the phone out of his hand to take a look.

“Oh wow,” I say. “I’m at a loss for words.”

Touching the screen with two fingers, I enlarge the shot and fail to stifle a giggle. The expression on Sam’s face is killing me. I don’t know when I’ve gotten so tickled by something. I turn the phone upside down so I can check the photo out from a different angle. His dick takes up the entire screen.

“Truly, Sam. There are no words. What exactly did you expect me to do with a photo like this? Show it to my friends? Post it on social media?”

I know he wasn’t really planning to send me a dick pic. I caught him red-handed trying to prowl through my phone and he needed a quick cover story. When he gave me an opening, I couldn’t resist taking him up on it just to see what he would do. I should have known he couldn’t resist a dare.

“I take it you’re not impressed then?” he asks with a cocky grin.

When I hesitate in answering, he gives his cock another long, slow stroke.

Good Lord!

Of course I’m impressed. What woman wouldn’t be? I shrug and try not to stare with my tongue hanging out. His cock is getting even thicker and longer if that is humanly possible. How much longer can he keep this up? It’s taking all of the willpower I have not to run over and tackle him onto the floor.

I wonder who is going to break first? I have a feeling it’s going to be me. And I would bet anything that he knows it, too.

“At least now I can cross getting a dick pic off my life bucket list,” I reply. “I’m deleting this photo by the way. I’m all about the total package. Don’t move.”

I back up a few feet and center the camera to take a photo of his whole body from his messed-up sandy blond hair to his black leather boots.

He’s gorgeous and undeniably sexy.

All I ever dreamed of in one man.

The photo captures the essence of Sam perfectly.