Curly (Hell's Handlers MC Florida Chapter 1)

On hands and knees, she crawled forward until she was between his thighs. Then she smoothed her hands over the hairy skin there, loving the way his quads flexed at the contact. “I love your strength,” she said, continuing to pet him.

“Spent a lot of time working out in prison. Fuck, I like your hands on me.”

“Mmm.” She bent forward and nuzzled her nose against his flat stomach, trailing it downward. When she reached his erection, she inhaled and Curly cursed. He smelled of soap, and the beach, and something uniquely Curly. It was his own fragrance she found so intoxicating. She pressed a quick kiss to his inner thigh, loving the way his breath caught and his leg jerked. Then, unable to stop herself, she bit him.

“Jesus, fuck,” he shouted.

She glanced up to find his neck corded with tension. “Too much?” she asked as her heart thundered. Was her ex right? Did all men despise a woman getting aggressive?

“Fuck no, it’s not too much. Put your teeth all over me. I fucking love it.”

Well, in that case…She bit his other thigh even harder. Leaving a crescent shaped mark this time. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught his hands fist the comforter.

Sitting up straight, Brooke gazed down at his cock which was now leaking. “You’re so incredibly hard.”

“Your fault,” he said through clenched teeth, making her smile.

“I have no problem taking the blame for that.” She gently stroked him in a hand-over-hand motion as he shifted on the bed. The skin over his erection was silky smooth and rigid with full veins.

“Those hands…shit it’s so good.”

After a moment, she grew curious and cupped the heavy sac beneath his dick.

Curly stiffened and bit his lip, punching his pelvis upward.

With a mischievous smile, she gave a little tug and his back arched off the bed. Damn, she loved this. Torturing him one sensual touch at a time. It was all on her timetable, her way, her decisions. He was a buffet of sexy fun spread out for her to play and pleasure. She could grow addicted to this kind of power.

Her own need continued to expand exponentially. Aching nipples pointed his way through the thin lace of her bra, drawing his attention. He licked his lips, and she lifted a hand to her breast. “You like?” she asked, thumbing her nipple.

“Fucking love your tits. Let me see ’em. Take ’em out.”

She shouldn’t love his use of words like tits and pussy, but God, she did. It was raw, primal, dirty. Nothing flowery or schmoopy. Those sentiments were too easy to fake. Reaching behind her back, she quickly opened the clasp and let the bra slide down her arms. Cool air from her room pebbled her nipples even more.

“Yes,” he hissed as her breasts came into full view. “So sexy. So beautiful. All woman.”

This man’s approval shouldn’t make her insides melt as it did, but she loved the way he looked at her. She felt his words rather than just heard them. She felt sexy, pretty, desirable as a woman and not a piece of property. “What else do you like?” she asked. Later, she’d be mortified at the blatant way she fished for compliments but in the moment she couldn’t get enough of his praise.

“Your mouth.”

“This mouth?” she asked as she bent down and took the head of his dick between her lips.

His harsh cry had her smiling around him.

Immediately his salty flavor coated her tongue and assaulted her taste buds. She’d never much cared for giving head but found she loved pleasuring him and seeing how she turned him on.

A hard suck had him shouting. “Yes! Fuck, that mouth.”

He made her want things she’d never imagined enjoying. He made her love being in control of his body. His pleasure. She wanted to take him deep as she could and tell him to let loose. To use her.

She trembled. What the hell was happening to her?

When Brooke released him after only a few more seconds of strong suction, he shouted, “No,” and arched up as though trying to get his dick back in her mouth.

“Tsk tsk,” she said, wagging her finger at him. “Let’s not be greedy. I have so many areas to explore. Can’t spend all my time in one place.”

Curly groaned. “Who knew you’d turn out to be such a sadist?”

That made her laugh. It came out as more of a giggle, a sound she’d never had cause to make in bed. “I promise it will all be worth it in the end.” When she took him into her body and rode him until he roared. “But for now, you will man up and take it.”

He mumbled something that sounded like “evil woman” right before she licked a long line up is abdomen.

“Shit.” He shook and squirmed. Beneath her stomach, his cock twitched.