Touched By The Devil (Devil's Riders 7)

I was floating back to the bed when he started kissing his way back up my body.

“You ready for me?”

“Hmm… yes,” I breathed as he positioned himself against me. I whimpered as the tip of his bare cock pierced my pussy lips, opening me wide as he stretched me. I held onto his thick arms as he slowly drove deep inside me.

My hands moved over his back to his hips, loving the feeling of his strong muscles flexing under his skin as he thrust into me. He moved faster, his breath and low, sexy grunts tickling my ear. The feeling of his strong, hairy chest was overwhelming as it brushed my rock-hard nipples with each stroke.

I came again without warning, my body rising off the bed to collide with his chest. He rode me through the orgasm until I was gasping for air. He stopped, his hard cock fully embedded inside me.

He stared down at me, watching me as I came down from the force of the orgasm. Then he started again.

* * *

“Suzanna…”

“Hmm?”

I opened my eyes. Mac was above me, a worried look on his handsome face. He ran his hand over my face. He looked worried.

“What happened?”

He frowned a little bit more.

“You passed out.”

“What?” I sat up as he slid to the side, staring at me. “Were we…” I trailed off, too embarrassed to even finish the sentence.

“Yeah, we were.”

“Oh, my God,” I said, covering my face with my hands. I was too shy to look at him. He’d made me faint. I remembered Mac above me. I was coming for the fifth or sixth time when he started to come with me. Then nothing. “Oh, my GOD.”

“It was intense,” he said with a soft smile. “I almost fainted too.”

“Shut up!” I said, slapping his arm. But I was laughing. To go from hardly ever orgasming—and only alone—to actually fainting from coming too hard… well, it was hard to complain about, even if it was embarrassing.

“Let me get you some water,” he said, rolling to his feet. I tried not to stare at his gorgeous, totally naked body. I failed. His ass was way too cute not to ogle. He turned back and I hastily lifted my eyes to his. “Don’t faint again,” he warned.

“I won’t,” I said, snuggling back under the covers. Fainting from coming too hard was definitely a new one. The man had powers over me. I had thought he was a player when we first met. He was gorgeous and oozed sex appeal. But the more I got to know him, the more I believed he was sincere.

I had somehow lucked into dating the proverbial tough guy with a heart of gold. And he was friends with a bunch of other guys with the same gruff but loyal personalities. Their group must have the market cornered on gentle giants and romantic badasses, I thought to myself.

And now you are ‘one of them’, according to the girls.

I hoped it was true. I hoped it stuck. I hoped I hadn’t moved in with him too fast. I hoped I didn’t get used to this, only to have it yanked away.

I really, really wanted this to work. I couldn’t imagine going back to my lonely, solitary life. Not now. Not since Mac had woken me up and shown me how amazing my life could be.

“Here, drink,” Mac commanded, walking in and standing in front of me buck-ass naked. I tried not to stare at his cock, even though it was right in front of my face. I sat up and took the cup from him, forcing myself to look at his face while I drank. My eyes dropped down again when I saw something moving out of the corner of my eye.

While I watched, Mac’s cock rose to standing again.

My eyes must have been bulging as he took the cup and sat down on the bed beside me. He didn’t mention his hard-on. I was pretty sure my face was bright red. I could sense it there, wagging in the air as it stuck straight up from his body.

“Feel okay?”

“Yes. Thank you,” I added shyly.

“You should rest.”

“Did you finish?”

He grinned widely.

“I was already done when you fainted. Very considerate of you.” He pressed a kiss to my lips. “Of course, I’m never really done with you around. If you have a second wind . . .”

My nipples were hard under the covers. My body was warm and gooey and soft. I nodded.

“I have a second wind.”

He gave me a wicked smile and slowly pulled the covers away. My breath caught in anticipation as he spread my thighs and lowered his lips to my pussy.

“You should relax. Let me do all the work.”

“You always do all the work. I want to do that to you, too.”

He just smiled and shook his head. After a few minutes, I was squirming. He put a palm under each ass cheek and lifted me to his lips, his tongue dancing over my petals.