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“What the fuck did you see?”

“Everything,” she says.

I swat my hand and crack it against her right ass cheek.

Her body jerks forward and she groans.

“Everythingis not a fucking proper answer, Katie,” I say. “Tell me what you saw. Look at me and tell me right now.”

My Katie girl looks back and up at me. “There were two motorcycles. You punched one guy and then the other pulled out a gun.” She swallows hard. “You cut that biker’s wrist and then slammed his face down over and over.”

“What else did you see?”

“The first biker. He had a cut on his face. From your punch. Then you handed him something.”

“What did I hand him, Katie?”

“I don’t know.”

I swing my hand and smack her right ass cheek again.

She bites her bottom lip and shakes her head.

“Fuck,” I growl.

Her ass gets two more cracks from my bare hand.

“Tell me what I gave that man,” I say.

“It was some kind of package? I swear I don’t know.”

“Do you want me to tell you what it was, Katie?”

She swallows hard and nods. “Yes.”

“You want to be dragged right into the depths of hell. Are you insane or are you in love?”

Her lips quiver. Her eyes well with fresh tears.

“Come here,” I tell her.

I sit down on the edge of the bed.

My Katie girl turns to face me. I reach for her arms and pull her closer to me. Her hands are on my lap. She’s staring up at me. So beautiful.

“Open my jeans, darling,” I say. “Take out my cock and stroke it all over your face.”

Doing as commanded, my Katie girl opens my jeans. She gives them a little bit of a tug and wrestles her right hand into them, touching my thick, heavy root. I have to lean back and assist her, inching my jeans down far enough to allow my cock to spring free.

She gasps as the sight of my cock. As though she’s never seen it before.

She wraps both hands around me and begins to pump up and down, not wasting a second of time for speed.

I slide my hands into her hair and I pull her head back.

She opens her mouth and sighs.

“Don’t even let it run through your head for a second about my life and what I’m doing. Do you understand me?”