Jigsaw (Hell's Handlers MC 3)

Still holding her jaw, he turned her face away from him and licked a line from her collarbone to her ear. She shuddered beneath him, and her hips rose, stroking her still clothed pussy over his cock. Time to take it to the next level.

He kissed down her neck, harsh, biting kisses that had her moaning and writhing under him. Surprisingly, she obeyed and kept her arms high above her head. As he continued his journey, he ran his hands up and down her thighs, pausing to squeeze the outsides of her ass with each pass. When his mouth reached her nipple, he latched on with strong suction.

“Jig,” she cried out, arching her back until her tit nearly smothered him. He sucked hard, soaking up each whimper of pleasure. Izzy wasn’t a shy lover. She openly relished the pleasure he dished out. As he drew away, he caught her nipple between his teeth and tugged. “Fuck, that’s good,” she said then chuckled. “Not sure how much more of this I can take.”

He smiled as he licked his way to her other tit. “You can take it. You really have no choice.”

She hmphed, but it quickly turned to a sharp cry when he grabbed her other nipple with his teeth hard enough to pinch. Her pelvis ground against him, wet through the fabric of her yoga pants.

“Shit, Iz, you’re soaking me through your clothes.” He rose to his knees and looked down at her flushed nipples, wet and swollen from his mouth with a trail of red marks running down her chest.

“I want you,” she said. The statement simple, yet powerful.

Sliding his hands under her, he cupped her ass in both hands, hard enough to leave marks and she moaned long and loud. “God, I fucking love this ass,” he said. “Lift it for me, babe. Gotta get these pants off so I can fuck you.”

She complied, and he peeled the pants down her legs. When he reached her feet, he yanked off her shoes and socks, chucking them somewhere across the room. In no time, she was clad only in a tiny black thong. “Panties stay on,” he said.

“Works for me.”

He grabbed the condom and rolled it down his length. Izzy watched his every move, eyes hungry. When he was suited up, he knee-walked his way back between her legs, cock in hand. “You ready for this?”

“You have no idea,” she said on an exhale.

“I have some idea.” As he spoke, he couldn’t resist teasing her. He ran the tip of his dick through her saturated folds. Unfortunately, he hadn’t planned too well because the heat of her and the way her opening flexed as though trying to suck him in nearly had him filling that condom way too early.

“Christ, Jig. Fuck me already.” She sounded pissed off, and he laughed two seconds before he powered into her with a brutal snap of his hips.

“Holy fuck,” Izzy cried, her back bowing and arms no longer above her head. Hands landed on his shoulders with a hard slap one second before a set of ten nails scored his skin. “Christ, Jig, you’re fucking huge.”

A man could hear that phrase a million times and love it every single time. He winked then fucked her exactly like he’d promised. Hard, fast, raw, ruthless. She kept with him, meeting him thrust for thrust, her hands clawing at his back like a wild animal. Every time he slammed into her, Izzy’s pussy clenched at his cock, and she let out a soft whimper. Those sounds amped him up almost as much as the feel of her tight heat surrounding him.

At one point, their eyes met, and it was like taking a sucker punch to the gut. The damn woman had a grip on more than just his cock. He had to put an end to it immediately. He pulled out, flipped her over, yanked her to her knees, and shoved back in before he even gave her a chance to catch up. She cried out as he picked the pace right back up.

“Fuck, this is insane,” he swore he heard her whisper, but she didn’t miss a beat, pushing back on his dick with every fierce thrust.

He fucked her, fucked her, and fucked her until his strong woman’s arms gave out and her upper body collapsed on the mat. Then he gripped her hip with one hand and pushed on her lower back with the other. When Izzy arched, her stellar ass rose. The angle tightened her pussy on his dick, and his eyes nearly crossed.

“Oh, my God,” she said as the new angle affected her as well.

Jig palmed her ass, grabbing a healthy fistful in one hand as he banded the other arm under her hips. He had about thirty seconds in him before he unloaded and he’d be damned if she didn’t explode first. Pinching her clit, he squeezed her ass cheek and used it to bounce her on his dick. Three thrusts later, Izzy’s pussy clamped down on him, and she stiffened, screaming through the orgasm.