Blood & Bones - Dodge (Blood Fury MC 10)

Putting his mouth to her ear, he licked the outer shell, grabbed her lobe between his teeth and lightly bit down.

“Let go.” His gruff demand and his warm breath sweeping over her ear caused another shudder.

Let go.

Let go.

Let go.

She finally did. She let go.

A little cry escaped her as the ripples radiated from her pussy and his finger all the way up to her breasts, which now felt swollen and heavy.

He slipped his finger free, worked his hand from her snug jeans and, once again, spun her around.

Without a word, he caught her eyes with his, slowly lifted his hand and tucked his middle finger into his mouth, sucking it clean.

Her pussy pulsed intensely again. Simply from that sight.

“Jeans off.” His order low and growly. “Now. Before I rip them off.”

She couldn’t afford to lose a pair of jeans. She scrambled to toe off her combat boots and wiggle out of her jeans and thong, throwing them onto the pool table behind her.

Not caring about the bright lights. Not caring if anyone would walk in on them.

Not caring that she was the only one half-naked between the two of them. While she had been doing that, he’d pulled out a large wallet from his back pocket, dug out a condom and tucked it between his teeth as he unbuckled his belt, unfastened his jeans and shoved them down just enough to pull out his cock.

Not once had his eyes left her as he stroked it a couple of times.

As if he’d changed his mind, he suddenly threw the wrapped condom on the pool table next to her, grabbed her waist and planted her bare ass on the edge of the table.

Digging his thumbs into her thighs, he spread them, saying, “Need to taste more of that.”

Those words and the way he said them sent sparks of fire crackling through her. No one. Not one of the three men she’d been with had put their mouth on her down there.

Not one.

Both fear and excitement made her tense as he dropped to his knees before her, pushing her legs open even wider.

Fuck. He was looking at her.

Really looking.

What could he see?

What would he discover?

Naked from the waist down, sitting on the edge of the pool table, she felt exposed, vulnerable.

But her worry quickly fled and her muscles loosened a touch when he said nothing and, instead, he planted his face between her legs.

The scratch of his beard along the skin of her inner thighs and the scrape of the wiry hairs along her sensitive folds had her closing her eyes in anticipation.

Just. Let. Go.

As soon as his mouth touched her down there, her hips jerked. Not from shock, but from pleasure. And when he sucked on her clit, she couldn’t bite back a cry.

The man knew how to use his mouth. And not just for kissing.

He sucked on each fold, then scraped them with his teeth, making her flinch but not in discomfort. His tongue divided and conquered her. He sucked her clit, then flicked at it, driving two fingers inside her.

One thick finger had been one thing, but two…

It had been so long. Living in the bus with no privacy, she didn’t even have a chance to pleasure herself.

Any sexual desires were kept stifled and buried.

Tonight, Dodge was lifting the flood gates and releasing all those pent-up desires she’d been beating back forever.

Years.

Let. Go.

She was trying to get out of her head and do just that, when he paused.

“For fuck’s sake, you’re so fuckin’ tight. Don’t tell me you’re a virgin.”

That accusation should be laughable but right now, she wasn’t finding it funny. “Keep going,” she moaned, reached down and wrapping one hand around the back of his head and one around the back of his neck, lifting her hips slightly in encouragement. “Don’t stop.”

“Tell me you ain’t a virgin,” he insisted more loudly.

“I’m not. Please.” She was far, far, far from a virgin. Couldn’t he tell? Couldn’t he see that life had left a mark on her? Had changed her? Maybe he didn’t notice and she worried about it for nothing.

Only once in her life had she begged for anything. But if he didn’t continue, she’d be reduced to begging him.

She wanted to let go.

She needed for him to help her.

If anyone could do it, it would be him.

It had to be him.

It wasn’t much longer before it was him.

As he took her over the edge a second time, the orgasm was even more intense than the first. She drove her fingers into his neck as her hips shot up.

The first one had been good. The second even better.

Would there be a third?

Could there be a third?

She sure as hell hoped so.

Chapter Ten

Dodge pushed to his feet and swiped a hand down his mouth and beard.

For fuck’s sake, she said she wasn’t a virgin but she was a lot tighter than he ever expected.