Joy (Hell's Handlers MC 7)

He looked up, straight into her eyes.

She almost squealed in delight at what she saw there. She won. He wasn’t going to be able to resist her.

“Oh, I’ll make you shatter, sweetheart,” he said right before he nipped her lower lip. “I’ll make you shatter all over my cock.”

Cassie shivered. No man had ever spoken to her with such raw sexual intent.

She liked it.

Loved it.

Viper cupped her breasts in his large hands. Just the heat and rough feel of his palms on her skin made her knees wobble. He kept his gaze on her face as though gauging her enjoyment of his efforts. When he pinched both nipples with firm pressure and gave a little twist, she cried out and grabbed his forearms.

“Like that?”

“Uh, yes.” Was she expected to say anything more intelligent?

“How about this?” He bent his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth, keeping his fingers on the other.

“Oh, my God,” she whispered. “Yeah, that’s good.”

He chuckled then sucked harder. Cassie grabbed his hair, unsure if she was trying to drag him closer or push him away. The sensation was so new and intense, she could barely process it.

He increased the suction. A shot of heat streaked from her nipples straight to her clit. “Viper,” she shouted.

“I got you, baby. Just feel me. Enjoy it. I promise I’ll make it so good for you.”

Yeah, she was pretty sure if he stopped right then, it’d be the best sexual experience she’d ever have. The next thing she knew, he was spinning them. Before she had the chance to adjust to the shift in position, he pushed her down to the edge of the bed.

Standing before her, he stripped his shirt over his head, revealing a smooth, tanned chest with a snake tattoo curled around one pec. His cut abs rippled their way into his jeans along with a trail of fuzzy brown hair.

Next, he lost the jeans. Black briefs held a bulge that had her licking her lips.

“Damn, baby, you want it, don’t you?” He reached into his underwear, stroking his hard cock.

“I want you,” she whispered, transfixed by the sight before her. Watching him touch himself was so erotic, she almost told him to forget about her and keep going.

Almost.

Viper swiped his thumb over the tip of his dick then brought it to her lips. A wet streak of precum coated the finger. Without needing to be told, Cassie took his thumb into her mouth, cleaning the salty digit with her tongue. Viper groaned.

He yanked his thumb from her mouth and roughly shoved her back onto the bed. Before her head hit the mattress, he was on his knees, pushing her thighs wide. With her legs dangling over the edge of the bed, he had an up-close and personal view of her saturated pussy.

Viper wasted no time diving between her spread legs. When his tongue stroked through her folds, she cried out and fisted the scratchy comforter in her hands.

“And I thought your mouth was sweet,” he said against her sex. “It’s got nothing on this delicious pussy.”

“Viper,” she yelped as he swiped her clit with his tongue.

“Ready to come?” he asked.

“Uh-huh,” she said.

“Here we go.” He buried his face in her, licking, sucking, and nibbling everywhere his mouth could reach. Two minutes couldn’t have passed before she was thrashing on the bed, and begging for relief. He showed her no mercy, plunging his tongue into her, and fucking her with it. Thank God she was lying down. She’d surely have collapsed otherwise.

Two thick fingers breached her, making her back arch which only pushed her clit harder against his tongue. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he said, though it seemed he was talking more to himself than to her.

He stroked the front wall of her pussy, and she saw stars. When his lips wrapped around her clit, Cassie swore she died a little at that moment. Her world shrank down to the pleasure between her legs before exploding into a sensation so intense, she screamed. Screwing her eyes tight, Cassie gave herself over to the wonder of it.

When she joined the world again, she realized he’d moved her farther onto the bed. Now, her head rested on the pancake-flat pillow. Viper hovered over her, propped up on his elbows.

“Hey,” he whispered.

“Hey,” she said. She was far to sated to feel embarrassed about the way she lost control and screamed.

“You ready for me?”

“I’m ready.”

He winked down at her. “You sure you can handle all this?” As he spoke, he nudged her opening with the thick head of his cock.

Cassie gasped. “I’m sure. Do your worst.”

He chuckled then grabbed one of her hands. Guiding it to his cock, he wrapped her fingers around him.

Without waiting for instruction, she stroked her hand up and down his length, dying to discover all there was to learn about his body, and what made it feel as good as hers did. He was long, thick, hot, and hard against her palm. The grunts that came from him had her smiling and stroking harder, faster.