Copper (Hell's Handlers MC 4)

“Shh. I’ll be back, baby. I won’t ever leave you wanting.” He winked. “We’re just doing this on my timetable.”

The little snarl of frustration that came from Shell had him laughing. She may be accommodating most of the time, but in the bedroom, she wasn’t willing to be denied.

He was tempted to lift his fingers to his mouth and grab another sample of her essence, but instead, he snuck them around to her ass once again as he continued to devour her mouth. Inching inward, he brushed one finger against the tight hole causing her to jolt and reflexively sink her teeth into his lower lip. The sharp bite had him groaning against her lips and slipping the tip of his finger inside her.

Shell’s head fell back. Mouth open, she breathed in short, rapid pants and her hands clutched his back as he worked the digit deeper inside her.

“More?” he asked. “Good?” Full sentences were impossible. Blood continued to rush away from his brain and toward his throbbing cock. The urge to ram inside her and pound away until they were both screaming ravaged him, but somehow, he found the strength to ignore it. He wanted her totally mindless with lust before he drove home.

She nodded, gasping as he pulled out then sank his finger deep into her ass. “Intense,” she whispered.

He thrust his finger in and out, picking up the pace. With his other hand, he strummed her clit. Shell whimpered and held him so tight he’d be bruised in the morning.

Fuckin’ A.

Her head rolled across her shoulders. That exposed curve of her neck beckoned him, and he zeroed in on her pulse point, sucking hard. He wouldn’t be the only one wearing evidence of their lovemaking in the days to follow.

After leaving a calling card, he kissed his way down her chest and over the plump mounds of her breasts. He rubbed his beard over her nipple and chuckled when she jolted. Saliva pooled in his mouth at the thought of having that puckered bud in his mouth, so he pulled it between his lips.

Why deny himself?

Layer upon layer, he built the erotic sensations until her body quivered in his hold. Finger buried in her ass, another torturing her little clit, and firm suction on her nipple. She writhed and made the sexiest sounds of need. Soon, in a matter of seconds, she’d be right where he wanted her…out of her mind with the need to be satisfied by him.

And only him.

“Copper.” Desperation tinged her voice.

Fuck yes.

“Tell me, baby?”

“I need you.”

“Know it, beautiful. Tell me more.”

A tiny groan of frustration erupted from her, and she wiggled her hips trying to get closer. He knew she needed his cock, but wouldn’t give it to her until she said the words. Until she begged for it.

“I need to be fucked. I need you inside me. Please, Copper, you know what I want.”

With his finger still in her ass but not moving, he gripped his cock and ran it across her soaked sex, pausing right at her opening. Her pussy sucked at the tip, making pleasure shoot through him. His eyes crossed as he gritted his teeth to keep from tunneling straight to heaven too early. He kissed her lips quickly. “Tell me what you’re feeling. Want to hear what I’m doing to you.”

Her eyes were closed, lips were swollen and parted in a way that had him imaging them sliding up and down his cock. Next time. He’d never make it more than a second. “I—I’m empty. My pussy aches. It keeps clenching, but there’s nothing there. You’re not there. And I need you to be. When you’re inside me, I’m so full, and it feels unbelievable. Like there’s nothing in the world that can hurt me. Nothing that can ever end the pleasure. Then when you move, I—ahhh.”

Fuck it. He thrust forward with a powerful snap of his hips, driving as deep as her body would allow him. Shell came instantly, her pussy rippling around him in agonizing waves of ecstasy that nearly made him unload right then and there. Only the fierce desire to tip her over the edge one more time before he came kept him from blowing.

Shell was so wet, her juices had run down her thighs and onto his dresser, creating a slippery surface. Perfect for sliding her back and forth along his cock. He did just that, gripping her by the ass as he pounded into her each time he jerked her hard against his body. She held on for dear life, crying out with each plunge of his dick.

“Jesus, Copper,” she said as he showed no mercy. His finger was still buried in her, but he was too far gone to remember to work it as he fucked her. The pressure of it filling her seemed to be more than enough to compound her pleasure. Her ass squeezed his finger each time her pussy clamped down on him.