Final Ride (Lords of Mayhem 4)

He yanked up her black skirt and growled at the sight of her trimmed pussy. “You went commando, babe?”

“You like?” she whispered.

“Let me show you how much.” He knelt down, spread her lips apart with his fingers and licked a path up her slippery slit. “Already wet for me.”

“Always.” He flicked her clit. She buried a hand in his hair. “Oh yes.” She widened her stance and put one leg over his shoulder. Her body quivered as he pushed inside with his stiff tongue and explored everything he could reach. Her flavor filled his mouth, and he moaned, making love to her with his tongue. He didn’t want rough and impersonal with this woman. He wanted to learn her every secret and bring her pleasure in a way no man ever had or would. She rocked against him and he moaned as she slowly fell to pieces, yielding her sweet liquid. The heat washed down his throat and he sucked her clit into his mouth to wring all he could out of her orgasm. His scalp protested her tight grip and he fed on her violence. When her hand went loose, he pulled back. “I knew you had a lioness in there, babe.”

“Were not done yet,” she whispered.

“You got something in mind?” Hawk arched an eyebrow.

“M-my turn to have control.”

“You think you can handle it, babe?”

“Can you?”

“I guess we’re about to find if. But if you’re going to bring it you’d best come correct.”

“Lie on the bed.” She spoke the words carefully. Her eyes darkened and goose bumps broke out on his flesh.

“All right, we’ll play it your way.” He walked back to the bed, shed his white T-shirt and sank down.

“You lie. I’ll do the rest.”

Knots formed in his stomach and pre-come leaked from his head. Fuck, this bitch has me wet.

He lay back on the bed and watched her stride toward him with purposeful steps. Her fingers were nimble as she unbuckled his belt and tugged down his pants and boxers.

“You’ve been fucking me in so many ways since we started this arrangement.” She pumped his length. “Now I’m going to turn

the tables and fuck you.” She tightened her grip, and he moaned. “And you’re going to love every minute of it.” Releasing him, she swung a leg over his hip and lowered her body down to his cock. Her heat engulfed him and he moaned as she slid up and down, grinding into him. He brought his hand up to grip her hips.

“Hands off or I stop. My show.”

“Fuck. You know this will only last so long, don’t you, babe?”

“Hmm.” She smirked, rose up, gripped his base, and took him in one swift motion that stole his breath. Fully sheathed inside her, he could hardly remember his name as she worked her way up and slammed back down over and over again. She flexed her muscles. “That’s right. You take it now, big boy.” She dug her nails into his chest and he lost touch with reality, thrusting into her fast and hard. She rode him like seasoned cowboy, taking all he had to offer and giving it right back. He watched her bend back to grab her ankles and damn near spilled inside her. The new angle took him deep and gave him a view of her sexy shape. Her muscles quivered, and she opened her mouth in a silent scream, bringing him over the edge as her walls clamped down on him.

“Fuck, I can’t stop coming.” He flooded her, growling as he continued to rock inside her. Spent and stunned by her display, he collapsed on the bed as she crawled onto his chest and molded her naked form to his.

“I learned a few things from the girls.”

“Remind me to thank a bitch later,” he said.

Chapter Ten

“Hey Red, come over here and help me with lunch.”

Ariel glanced up and froze. Is Hawk’s mom talking to me? She placed a hand on her chest.

“Yeah, you’re the only one rocking fire locks right now,” she said with a kind smile.

Shit. She has no clue what’s actually go on around here. I’ll just do what she asks, keep the conversation polite and casual, and run for the hills the first opening I get.

“I’m Feather,” she said holding out her hand.

“Ariel,” she said shaking it kindly.