Viper (Hell's Handlers MC 9)

“Please,” she whispered. She kept her eyes wide open, drinking in the sight of the swirling lust in his. It mesmerized her to the point she couldn’t let them flutter closed even when he attacked her mouth.

And that’s what he did. Without any warning, he grabbed the back of her head and feasted on her mouth as though he knew he wouldn’t be breathing much longer, and this would be his last taste of passion. The lustful assault had her sucking in a surprised breath which only left him room to dive his tongue into her mouth.

Just as his drugging flavor and the sensual feel of his tongue dueling with hers hit her senses, he ripped his mouth away while using his grip on her hair to pull her head back. The slight sting had her moaning.

He moved onto her throat, kissing a wet trail down to her collar bone. At the same time, he used his free hand to grab a handful of her ass. And grab he did. His fingers dug into her flesh, but instead of hurting, heat flashed through her entire body. The moment he yanked her against him and ground his erection against her, Cassie realized she was merely standing there like some kind of doll, absorbing everything he did without participating.

Teeth grazed over her pulse point making her jolt and her pussy flood. The sharp nip spurned her into action. With a whimper, she wound one arm around Viper’s upper back. He continued to suck and bite at her neck, each scrape of his teeth driving her need higher.

“Viper,” she moaned, as she worked her free hand down the front of his loose sweatpants. Lucky for her, he’d lost the underwear when he’d changed out of his jeans. She closed her hand around his thick length, and as every other time, his heat seared her palm. The first time she’d touched him, she’d marveled at the silky-smooth texture of the skin.

His hiss of pleasure and the way his hands reflexively tightened on her had her smiling a triumphant grin. Making him lose his mind in pleasure was quickly becoming her favorite pastime.

Suddenly, kisses and groping wasn’t enough. Cassie wanted to feel his satin skin in an entirely different manner. Without clueing him in to her intentions, she dropped to her knees, dragging his sweatpants down as she went.

Thankfully, his reflexes were whip fast, and he released his grip on her hair the moment she moved down.

She curled a hand around him once again before leaning forward to inhale his scent.

So masculine.

So erotic.

“Do you have any idea how sexy you look down there with my cock in your hand, staring at it like you can’t wait to devour it?”

With a little hum of agreement, Cassie cast her gaze up to find him watching her with the most charged look she’d ever seen on a man. “I can’t wait,” she said, with much more bravado than she felt.

They hadn’t gotten around to her going down on him yet as most of their intimate time had been quick and rushed moments when Sarge was otherwise occupied. She’d done this a total of one time in her life, and it hadn’t exactly been a stellar example of blow job skills. She’d been so nervous, she’d put a little too much teeth into the mix. The guy, an early college boyfriend, had jolted, effectively ramming himself down her throat and making her gag so bad, she nearly threw up.

Yet somehow, she knew this experience would be entirely different. Mostly because she wanted to please Viper more than she cared about her own pleasure. She craved the sounds he made right before he came. Loved the way he bared his teeth like a wild animal. Couldn’t wait to taste him on her tongue and hear him shout her name as he unloaded in her mouth.

The man was turning her into a sex fiend.

“You wanna suck me, baby? You want me to fill that pretty mouth with my cum?”

“Yes,” she whispered, lowering her gaze to stare at the weeping tip of his cock. “I’m dying for it.”

“Then take it. I’m yours to do with as you please.”

Excitement flared in her. She was so wet, her pants felt soaked through and her clit ached until she nearly started humping his leg for relief. Instead, she focused on the task in front of her.

Driving Viper crazy.

Cassie leaned in again, this time swiping her tongue over the tip of his dick, where a bead of fluid beckoned. The salty flavor surprised her, but wasn’t unpleasant. It only made her want him more, if that was possible.

“Fuck,” he whispered. “I’m not gonna fucking survive this. One fucking lick and I’m ready to bust all over you.”

God, why was that so hot? Those words, the absolute need and desire behind them, chased away any lingering bit of nerves.