Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 173(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Pressing a kiss to his heavily inked, muscular chest, she glanced up, but his gaze was as hard as ever.
That just wouldn’t do.
After kissing him again, she moved down his chest to kneel on the floor. She held on to the waistband of his pants and slowly lowered them down. As she kissed above the length of his cock, her gaze was still on him. Wrapping her fingers around his dick, she licked the tip. His pre-cum gliding across her tongue, she took him into her mouth.
“Fuck!” He bunched her hair as she started to bob her mouth over his length, finding a pace that she just knew would drive him wild.
He suddenly pulled out of her mouth and using his grip in her hair, he pulled her up and placed her on his desk. “Nothing can happen to you,” he said.
“Nothing has happened to me, Gabriel. I’m right here.”
He spread her legs and she cried out as he slammed every inch of his cock inside her, stretching her.
He took possession of her lips as he fucked her hard and fast. Gabriel wasn’t done though. He pulled out of her, gripped her hips, and moved her so her stomach was flat against his desk. He moved her feet apart and spread her ass cheeks wide.
“Now that’s a pretty ass, Claire. Do you have any idea how much I’ve dreamed of this?”
“No.”
“I’ve thought about it a hell of a lot.” He stroked between her cheeks, touching her anus. Warmth flooded her body as heat spilled into her cheeks. She gasped as the tip of his finger grazed across her forbidden entrance, but that didn’t stop him. He continued to stroke and work her body to a fever pitch.
She heard a drawer opening and she cried out as something cool and wet touched her asshole. He worked his fingers in and out, spreading the lubricant.
“I had hoped to take my time, Claire, but I just can’t wait.” The tip of his cock pressed against her ass and she tensed up.
He bit down on her neck as one of his hands went between her thighs, touching her clit. “Don’t fight it. If you don’t want it, tell me to stop.”
She moaned as he teased her clit.
Slowly, he started to ease inside her and she rocked back. Even as there was a slight nudge of pain, she didn’t want him to stop. The pleasure far outweighed any kind of pain.
“Fuck, you’re tight. I should have known.”
He started to pump in and out of her, driving her higher. Her orgasm was so close but he stopped playing with her clit, his hands going to her hips. “I wish you could see this. Your hot little ass all wrapped around my dick. So fucking pretty. Your body was designed to take me. You’re hungry for me.” He growled the words, thrusting inside her.
When she didn’t think she could take it anymore, his fingers were once again between her thighs, teasing her, torturing her. He brought her to the brink of pleasure but held her poised, not letting her go over, even as she wanted to. His name spilled from her lips and only when Gabriel was ready did he let her come.
She screamed his name as he fucked her ass. His orgasm joined with hers, spilling his cum into her ass as he did.
He didn’t let her go. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.
She didn’t know how long they stayed there in this position. Something had changed between them. She wasn’t exactly sure what, but it no longer felt like an arrangement.
Chapter Nine
One week later
Gabriel climbed out of the car, buttoning up his jacket as he looked out at the endless landscape of nothing.
Lucas’s clubhouse was set in the middle of nowhere. Their turf was nothing but a wasteland, and soon his one station would be gone. It had taken a lot of favors, money, and blackmail to get what he wanted today.
He wasn’t going to wait for the perfect opportunity nor was he going to help the cops bring in a bunch of wanted bikers. Lucas had pushed too far, and this was his punishment.
Entering the clubhouse, he saw the bodies of the fallen bikers, and Gabriel didn’t give a flying fuck. They all deserved it as far as he was concerned. Each and every single one of them got what was coming to them.
Lucas though, hung upside down, blood spilling from his chin.
Gabriel grabbed a chair and sat down.
“You fucker. You think you can stop me?”
“Look around you, Lucas.” He took his time to survey the damage. “Every single one of your bikers are here.” He reached down and grabbed the head of the nearest one. “All of them dead.”
“There are more.”
“Not of your club, there’s not. This is every man. Don’t worry, I checked. You were going to have a party in celebration for invading my turf. My land.”