Daddies Underground MC Club
I step back, letting out a slow breath as she straightens, triumphant victory blazing across her beautiful, flushed face.
She smiles sweetly, and points straight at my trousers. “Trousers off, Knox.”
I sigh dramatically but keep my word, my fingers moving to unbuckle and unzip as I stare her down. Her eyes track every movement, hungry and fascinated as I push them down over my hips and kick them aside, standing before her in nothing but my boxers and shirt.
Before I can make any sort of witty remark, Danielle grabs them from the floor, strides purposefully to the training room door, and tosses them straight outside. They land in a heap on the floor outside, and she closes the door again, loc
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