Shades (Evil Dead MC 3)

He grinned.

As he tossed the shirt in his fist to the floor, she took in his chest and abs. And then his hands were unbuckling his belt. He pulled it free and dropped it. When his belt hit the floor with a bang and a clatter, their restraint seemed to fall with it, as if the sound triggered the release of their self-control. They both moved simultaneously toward each other, coming together with grasping arms and clutching hands.

Shades grabbed her head in his hands, and his mouth plundered hers, and it was almost as if he had something to prove, as if he was claiming her, as if all the talk of her with a Devil King member had driven something in him.

She was just as urgent to prove to Shades that it was him she wanted, it was him she’d always wanted.

He broke the kiss long enough to pull her shirt over her head. His hands immediately going to the waist of her jeans, but even in his hurry, his eyes took the time to travel over every inch of her exposed cleavage. He opened her jeans, and then squatted down to yank them to her feet. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside. The pretty lacy matching bra and panty had him pausing a moment to take in the sexy vision she presented to him.

He hit his knees, and his big hands closed over her waist, then slid up to the edge of her bra and back down to the top of her panty. He pressed a soft kiss to her belly, and then his hands slid around her waist and up her back to the closure of her bra. With a flick of his fingers, the hooks popped free, and then his fingers were curling around her bra straps to pull them slowly down her arms, tossing it aside.

On his knees, he was the perfect height to capture a nipple with his hot mouth. Skylar’s head fell back as her eyes closed, and she felt the pull and tug shoot through her as his mouth drew deeply on her. Her fingers threaded through his hair, and she held him to her.

His hands ran over her bottom, his fists kneading her cheeks as his mouth moved to her other nipple. She felt her knees get weak, and then his arms were locking around her thighs, holding her up as his mouth wouldn’t let up.

Then his mouth broke free as he trailed a line of soft open-mouthed kisses down her belly. His hands hooked in the lace at her hips and drew them down her hips.

Before she knew what he was about, he was on his feet and lifting her to toss her on the bed, coming down on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him, loving the feel of his weight on her as his muscular chest pressed her down, pinning her to the bed.

His hands held her head still as his mouth plundered hers.

He still had his jeans on, and the rough material stroked over her skin as he moved on top of her, his knee coming down between her thighs, spreading them apart, and then he was settling his hips in the cradle of her thighs. The course fabric rasped over her sex, and she moaned. He rocked his hips, dragging against her again as he held himself above her. Studying her reactions as they played across her face, he smiled, repeating the motion again and again until she was writhing under him.

“I want you wild and needy and hungry for it, baby.”

“I am. I am.”

He shook his head, stroking again. “More.”

Her hands slid down his back, scratching lightly and then she grabbed his ass, pulling him even harder against her. She could feel his erection, hard and long pressed against the placket of his jeans, pressing against her.

And then it wasn’t enough anymore as she was reaching her hands between them, frantically working the opening of his jeans. He lifted his weight off her to give her better access. His head dipped to watch as she yanked his jeans down and pulled him out.

“Hurry, honey,” she whispered.

As soon as his loose fitting jeans dropped to his knees, he dropped down, his weight coming between her thighs and he thrust his hips, driving into her as her legs wrapped around him, urging him on.

And then he rolled to his back until she was on top straddling him. His warm big hands clasped her hips, and he began to move her up and down.

“Ride me, Sky.”

She put her hands on his rock solid chest and leaning forward, began to undulate on him, rocking her hips slowly against him, rubbing against him over and over.

“Oh, God, that feels good,” she whispered brokenly.

He grinned, his hands squeezing tighter, and he ground her against him. “Let me see you come. I want to see you come, pretty girl.”

She threw her head back and rocked against him again and again until a sheen of sweat broke across her skin. As she got close she dipped her head down and took in his sexy half closed eyes that were locked on her jiggling breasts. And then his hands broke their tight hold on her hips to glide up her waist and close over her breasts as he thrust up into her.

She collapsed on top of him with a groan as her orgasm broke over her.

His arms wrapped around her, and a moment later he was rolling them, putting her back on bottom, and taking control back.

She could feel him still rock hard within her.

He brushed the hair back from her face.

“I want to take you hard, baby. You gonna let me?”