Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66580 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
I raised a hand to slap him, but he caught it, deftly twisting it around behind my back, pushing me forward into his body. Then his mouth took mine, teeth nipping at my lips until I opened for him. His other hand grabbed my ass and then I completely forgot why I hated him so much.
Shade
Watching Mandy twitch her butt and flirt with every man in the whole fucking bar was pure torture. She’d worn a jean skirt so short it just barely skimmed the top of her thighs, practically begging me to jerk it up and bury my cock in that tight snatch of hers.
I remembered how it tasted.
Couldn’t sleep at night without jerking off, that’s how much I remembered it. Nearly killed me, but I’d given her space the last couple days. She was skittish and I knew I’d lose her if I didn’t play the game right.
Tonight, though…tonight I’d had enough waiting.
I’d come to the Pit with every intention of claiming her and I’d be doing it, too. When I’d followed her out onto the back porch I’d planned to kiss her, maybe tease her a little. Get her off. Then I’d convince her to hop on my bike and I’d show her what a man like me had to offer.
The instant I tasted her, though, I forgot all about taking it slow. She had no fuckin’ clue how sexy she was or that she could have any man she wanted. Somehow that made it even hotter when I finally shoved my tongue into her mouth.
Watching her settle for that limp-dicked fuckwad, Rebel, had nearly killed me.
It’d been bad enough when they’d still been together, but once I’d had a taste, I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk away. Not until I’d had all of her. Repeatedly. With some women, once was enough. You got the itch, you scratched it and then you lost interest. Mandy was more. I had no fuckin’ idea why and I didn’t care, because that wasn’t how I lived my life. I took what I wanted, enjoyed the hell out of it and then moved on.
I wasn’t under any illusions about the situation.
I’d be leaving soon, swinging back through Portland for a few months in my role as club president, and she’d stay in Violetta. Girls wanted flowers and roses and forever. I wanted the road under my tires and something new on the horizon. Never understood why so many of my brothers were willing to settle down in one place.
I wasn’t that guy.
Never had been. Never would be.
But Mandy…I was starting to realize I wanted more than a quick roll in the sack with her, even if it meant delaying for a while. The itch was bad and it’d take time to scratch it right. Time I fully intended to spend buried deep inside that tight little pussy of hers.
Time I’d only get if I stuck to my strategy, a fact I completely forgot as I grabbed her ass, jerking her tight into my body. Her skirt was up around her waist and the only things separating us were a few thin scraps of fabric. My tongue filled her mouth, thrusting deep like I would with my cock.
Goddamn that was good.
Fuckin’ turn-on from hell, actually. So was the fact that I could do whatever I wanted with her out here. Nobody could stop me, not with my brothers watching my back. Might make me a bastard but that was the reality.
Reaching down, I slid my hand between us, finding her clit, rubbing and circling it as we kissed. My cock was so hard it hurt and my balls were drawn up, tight and ready to go. I still held one of her hands tight, but she pushed the other one between us, catching my fingers and shoving them into her panties.
Holy. Fucking. Hell.
I pulled away from her mouth, staring down as she worked her clit, using my fingers like she owned them. I let her other hand go. She reached around to fumble with the fly of my jeans, tugging at it, desperate for my cock. Catching the fabric, I ripped it loose, shoving down my pants as her fingers wrapped around the hard length of my dick.
I’d never been much of a believer, but in that moment I saw Heaven and it was glorious.
Mandy wasn’t gentle, squeezing hard as she worked me, jerking her fingers up and down so fast that she’d make me come unless I stopped her. Hooking one finger in her panties, I jerked the soft fabric to the side, clearing a path before plunging my cock into her cunt, hard and deep.
She bit my shoulder, moaning as I stilled for long seconds, savoring the sensation. Then I pulled back slowly and slammed into her again. I wanted to stay there—frozen in time—but my cock had other ideas. My hips started moving until I was pounding hard.