Jagger's Choice (Ruthless Sinners MC 7)

“I don’t think you do.” I tossed her onto the bed and growled, “But you’re about to find out.”

A flash of heat crossed her face as I eased down and hovered over her for a moment, taking in her gorgeous smile before lowering my mouth to hers. Sophie’s lips were warm and soft, and each swirl of her tongue made the blood rush straight to my cock. Just having her body so close to mine was enough to send me over the edge as my hands suddenly became rough and impatient. There was no denying it, Sophie Grace had me tangled up in ways I never dreamed possible. I didn’t get how she didn’t know that.

I lowered my mouth to her neck and whispered, “No one has ever”—I ran my lips from the curve of her jaw down to her shoulder—“gotten to me like you do... no one.”

“Dalton.”

“I mean it, babe.” Her eyes locked on mine as I whispered, “You got nothin’ to worry about... Not with Sadie. Not with anyone. You got that?”

“Yes.” Tears filled her eyes as she said, “I’m sorry I overreacted the way I did. I was just scared that I might lose you.”

“Not gonna happen.” I lowered my lips to hers and kissed her. “You’re mine, Sophie.”

“Yes, Dalton,” she rasped as she pulled her pajama shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. “I’m yours.”

I lowered my mouth to her chest, trailing kisses along her collarbone. Sophie’s fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me towards her when my mouth reached her breast. Heavy breaths and low moans filled the room as I flicked my tongue against her nipple. Her head fell back, and goosebumps prickled across her skin as my fingers worked their way across her stomach, through the waistband of her pajamas, and farther down between her legs.

A small whimper escaped Sophie’s throat as my fingers grazed across her center, circling her, teasing her. Unable to contain herself, she rocked her hips forward, begging for my touch. Fuck, I could barely keep it together myself. Seeing her so wound up made my cock grow thick as I thrust two of my fingers inside her. “Dalton.”

The moment I brushed my thumb against her clit, I felt her begin to tremble. Knowing she was close, I increased the pressure as I grazed my fingers over her g-spot. Sophie’s breath hitched, and her entire body tensed from her release. She jolted and writhed beneath me, and I was done. I couldn’t wait a moment longer to have her.

I withdrew my fingers and moved my hands to the waistband of her pajamas, then tugged and removed them in a flash, tossing them to the floor. Equally as eager, Sophie reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, then started to work on my jeans. In a matter of seconds, we were both completely undressed.

My eyes slowly roamed over her perfect round breasts, the seductive curve of her hips, and her long, lean legs. Fuck. She had every nerve in my body itching to be inside her. I lay back on the pillow when Sophie eased up on the bed and lifted her leg over my stomach, straddling her knees at my waist. “Is this real?”

“What, babe?”

“You? Me? Is this for real?”

“It’s as real as it gets.”

I ran my hands up her back, pulling her closer to me as her lips crashed down on mine. Having her planted on top of me had the blood rushing to my cock, fueling my need to have her—all of her.

She rocked her hips forward, dragging her center across my throbbing cock, and I thought I’d lose my mind. I’d never wanted anyone as much I as wanted her at that moment.

My lips left her mouth, releasing her as she moved her position just long enough for me to reach for my jeans. I pulled a condom from my wallet, and as soon as I slid it on, she was back on top of me, kissing me, teasing me. Damn. I felt like a bomb ready to blow. My hand dove into her hair, grasping the back of her neck as I growled, “Need to be inside you ... now.”

With a sharp intake of breath, she reached between us and took my cock in hand, slowly stroking me. A fevered hiss slipped through her lips as she lowered herself onto me, taking me deep.

Bliss.

Pure and utter bliss.

Sophie felt so fucking incredible. I wanted to savor every second, but the building need became too much. A deep growl vibrated from within me as her pace quickened, but I needed more.

I took hold of her hips and held them as I slammed into her over and over. Her nails dug into my chest as her hips bucked against mine, meeting my every thrust with more force, more intensity. I could feel the pressure building as her walls constricted against me.