Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 115186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
And what she was doing was losing her damn mind.
Every bone turned to liquid as he continued the delicious onslaught on her pussy. He’d drive her to the brink, then rudely yank her back from the edge before shoving her back toward the precipice until she teetered there again, only hanging on by her fingernails.
While more than ready to have another orgasm, she also wanted him to continue.
She was torn. Let herself come or hold out as long as she could?
If she was nice, she’d consider Romeo’s patience. She was damn sure he was ready to get to the main event.
She considered him. Being a biker, like the majority, Romeo would never do what he didn’t want to do. That included a marathon session of eating pussy. So, maybe she shouldn’t worry about him and only worry about herself.
If he didn’t like it, he’d have no problem making that known. Loudly, too.
That was one good thing about bikers. They did not beat around the bush. They could be painfully direct and didn’t care what anyone’s opinion was about that.
She drew in a breath before releasing it just as slowly and decided to let him continue until she couldn’t take anymore. She brushed her thumbs back and forth over the warm skin of his smooth noggin.
His skin was soft. His beard rough.
And, even though she could no longer see it, she was damn sure his cock was still a steel rod. Most likely leaving a mess on his sheets.
Her head slammed back into the pillow and her whole body twitched uncontrollably when he added another finger to the mix. But unlike the first two, the third one went south to touch her somewhere she’d never been touched before. At least by a man.
Oh… Hold on…
She wasn’t sure she was comfortable with his new playground. It didn’t feel bad but… different.
She’d give it a chance before telling him not to go there.
Since he took her virginity, did he now want to claim that spot for himself, too? She wouldn’t doubt it.
He was the type to push for claiming a woman in all ways but not to keep her permanently. He’d work to get what he wanted, then move on. Maddie had been fine with that five years ago and she was also fine with that tonight.
She didn’t want to wear his cut.
Or deal with his regular biker bullshit.
She only wanted to orgasm a couple more times. And if he was good enough to give her more than that, she wouldn’t be disappointed. She would climb back down those neck-breaking steps satisfied.
More than satisfied. Actually, with a grin and a spring in her step.
Maybe even with a new outlook on life.
He pressed lightly on her anus, but didn’t break the plain. Was he testing her reaction?
As soon as she realized she had tensed up in anticipation, she forced herself to relax again. He knew what he was doing and wasn’t some bumbling teenager. She could trust him during sex. If she couldn’t, she wouldn’t be in his bed right now. In fact, she wouldn’t be anywhere near him while naked.
In the end, he didn’t push any farther than that, instead he kept stimulating her there, sucking hard on her clit while alternating stroking her slick folds with the flat of his tongue, and curling his fingers deep inside her to find that other very important spot.
A man with the knowledge of a woman’s G-spot location was, in her opinion, priceless. But she wasn’t telling Romeo that, it would only make his head—the one between his shoulders—swell even more.
Instead, she let him do his thing.
And, boy, could he do it.
Teasing her clit, her G-spot, and her anus all at once made the fire in her belly flare even brighter as if someone threw fuel on it.
Her back arched and she cupped her own breasts, squeezing and pulling, twisting her own puckered nipples.
Everything on and in her began to pulse, meaning she was close. It wouldn’t take much more to push her over that sharp edge.
And when she finally tumbled, her orgasm rushed up to catch her and sweep her away.
Chapter Sixteen
Now that was a fucking orgasm.
Romeo grinned against her very warm, very slick pussy.
Mission fucking accomplished. Now that it was, it was time to move on and get his own relief.
When he lifted his head, Madison appeared passed out, with her lax expression and limp body. She must have lost all control of herself.
Fuck yeah. He still had it. Not that it was ever in doubt. But for some reason, he needed to make sure Maddie was well-satisfied.
Did he want to ask himself why? Fuck no.
Did he ever give a fuck about leaving a woman satisfied? Not usually. But, again, for some reason, in his head, Maddie was different from his normal conquests.
She shouldn’t be. She should be like any other hole he wanted to plug.