Zach (Hell's Handlers MC 1)
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Toni giggled but it quickly turned into a gasp when Zach licked directly over her clit. He didn’t bother teasing her anymore but set out to blow her mind. He sucked, nibbled, fucked her with his tongue until she was straining so hard against him his arms actually grew tired holding her down.
“Zach,” she said on a moan after he’d felt the first quiver of impending orgasm around his tongue.
She tugged on his hair. “Zach, I’m so close. I don’t want to come until you’re inside me. Please.” She tugged again.
Far be it for him to deny his woman begging for his cock. After one last flick over her clit, he rose over her and planted his hands on the sides of her head. Toni needed no instruction. She wrapped her small hand around his dick and immediately guided him to her soaking wet entrance.
They stared into each other’s eyes as Zach pushed in one agonizing inch at a time. Toni gasped, then bit her lip, giving her sexy-meets-innocent look that drove him wild. He wanted that mouth against his but couldn’t bear to break their visual connection.
Somehow, the blistering heat and strangling tightness of her surprised him each time. Even though he remembered it was fucking amazing, that first thrust was still a shock to his starving system.
Their usual was a fast, hard, almost brutal fucking, and while they both loved it, this night was different. Zach pulled out and pushed back in keeping the same slowness he’d started with.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
The pace was leisurely, and after a few seconds, there was almost a hypnotic quality to it. Toni’s knees were bent and her hips rose to meet his every thrust. He’d assumed it would take awhile this way, without the hard pounding they were used to, but it wasn’t long at all before she squeezed him with trembling thighs.
“Oh, God, Zach.” She grabbed his ass, digging her nails into his skin. Fuck, he hoped she’d leave marks. Branding her man. Claiming him.
“I’m coming,” she whispered. “Oh, my God, it’s so intense.”
Her body bowed and her pussy clamped down so hard on Zach’s cock he saw stars. Needing an even deeper connection, he captured her mouth and absorbed her cry of completion. The next time her pussy pulsed, Zach was lost. He hooked his hands under her shoulders and held her tight against him as he plunged in as far as he could and shook with the force of his orgasm.
Ripping his mouth away, he cursed and stared down at her. Satisfaction was written all over her face.
“Jesus,” he said, dropping his forehead to hers.
“Well said.” She chuckled. Their chests rose and fell against each other as they tried to calm themselves.
Zach dropped to his side and wrapped his arms around her, turning her to face him. After a few minutes of just gazing at her beauty, when he felt able to speak without panting, he brought them both back to reality.
“No bullshit, baby. Tell me how you’re doing.” There was no point in delaying it. The longer they avoided talking about what happened, the longer it had the opportunity to grow and fester in Toni’s mind.
He certainly didn’t give a shit that she’d killed Shark. Well, not beyond the fact that it would upset her. He only wished he’d been the one to do it. And after a few hours of alone time with the shithead. And he fully meant to speak ill of the dead.
“I’m…” She paused and shook her head. “No bullshit?”
“No bullshit.”
She traced over a tattoo on his chest, remaining silent for a long moment. “I’m processing. All of it. I know he wasn’t a good man. Even more than that, I know he was an evil man. And if I’d have been left there with him, it would have been really bad for me. And Stephanie. I don’t regret what I did. It’s just… I don’t even know what I’m trying to say.”
“It’s just that you killed someone and that’s not something you ever imagined would happen in your life. Regardless of the fact that he was a scum sucking bastard who actually got off easy.”
“Yeah. I think that’s it. My brain just isn’t sure what to do with that yet, and I’ve alternated between being okay and freaking out.”
“He was never going to survive, Toni.” Zach stroked his hand up and down her back. The repetitive motion comforted him as much as he meant it to soothe her. “After seeing that video, I was going to be the one to take him out, and trust me, it would have been a lot less humane than the way he went.” It was a risk, admitting such premeditated violence to her, but he wanted her to know him. Because if anyone ever hurt her again, he’d let his beast free and she had to come to terms with that. It was who he was and that part of him would never change.