Viper (Hell's Handlers MC 9)

His fingers brushed her hole, making her body jolt and her pussy clench.

“Shit,” she said, gripping his hair with punishing strength as she held him at her mercy. Well, kind of. Though he was on his knees and she held him fast, he had full control over her spiraling body.

He did it again, this time leaving his finger at her back entrance. She squirmed against the touch, needing more, but not sure she could ask for it. It was the one area she felt a bit shy about when it came to sex. But Viper knew her body as well if not better than she did. He sucked her clit between his lips at the same time he slipped his finger in her ass. Her arousal had run from her pussy, easing his entry. The forbidden pressure combined with the stimulation of the thousands of nerve endings in her clit had a garbled mess of words falling from her lips.

“Shit, shit…I can’t…oh, my God. I can’t…” It was too much. Too much pleasure, too much tightness coiled in her low belly, too much love…

“Come on, baby, fuckin’ give it to me,” Viper said against her folds and the vibration plus the way his finger sank a little deeper had the orgasm tearing through her.

“Ahh,” she screamed, arching her back as the world became a kaleidoscope of vivid colors and pure electricity. Never had she felt anything like that. Never had an orgasm reduced her to a base level of atoms and energy.

When she came to, they were on the hardwood floor. She lay sprawled on top of him, twitching every so often. Thank God for the plush area rug or the poor man might have suffered a brain injury on the way down. Between her drenched thighs, his massive erection rested against her folds. One twitch of that delicious hard-on was all it took for her to experience a surge of need despite the whopper of an orgasm less than a minute ago.

Actually, it could have been an hour ago for all she was aware of time. Not that it mattered. He was hard and she was dying to feel his cock inside her. It’d been far too long. That’s right, three days was an unbearable amount of time to go without being filled and stretched by her man.

Cassie scrambled upright, straddling him.

His hands immediately landed on her hips, caressing the skin there. “You in a rush, baby?” he asked as though he had no sense of urgency. But his body betrayed the words. The way his hips thrust up, seeking her wet heat. The way his fingers curled into her flesh. The tight set of his jaw. The visible pulse in his neck. And the prominent veins popping from the strain of his arm muscles.

The power and exhilaration derived from seeing how much he wanted her almost exceeded the physical pleasure she got from being with him this way.

Almost.

Nothing was quite that good.

“Yes,” she said as she fisted his cock and wiggled into position. Normally, she’d have played with him a little, prolonging both their pleasure and watching the need in his gaze turn to desperation.

Not now.

Now—

“Oh, fuck yes,” he groaned as she slid down on him in one, hard motion.

Now she needed as badly as he did.

Cassie wasted no time, pumping her hips and grinding her clit against his pelvis. She wanted it hard and she wanted it fast, and she had no qualms about taking it. Not when he was urging her on with those sexy grunts and the occasional slap to her ass. With Viper she’d gone from a minimally experienced virgin to a woman who knew exactly what she liked and how she liked it. Lucky for her, she had a man willing to give her all she wanted and more. Even now, five years later, he surprised her with new experiences and sensual pleasures.

“Ride me, Cassie. Ride me straight to fucking heaven.”

He powered up into her at the same time she slammed down on him. With a sharp cry of pleasure, Cassie fell forward, bracing her hands on his hips. Her hair fell around their faces, creating a world all of their own.

For just a fraction of a second, she paused as their gazes met. All the love and desire he felt flowed from his heavy-lidded gaze as she hoped hers did to him.

Then he tilted his hips, just a bit, hitting deep inside her and she was lost. She curled her fingers, digging her nails into his chest for support as she let her hips loose on him. She rode him hard and fast, showing no mercy as he cursed and grunted.

As she raced, out of control toward an orgasm that threatened to kill her, Viper grabbed handfuls of her ass. He used the incredible strength on his arms to move her with an even more furious pace.