by Julia Marie
The unspoken finish hung in the air. And now I have.
We didn’t speak any more. I rose up on my knees and grasped the base of his member, slipping the head through my juices and getting it ready.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I set it against my entrance, and eased myself down.
The way his cock spread me open would never grow old. It sank deep inside of me, and I wrapped around him, stretching to accommodate, my nerves on fire at the fierce pleasure of it.
My ass finally came to a rest on top of his thighs, and I shuddered as my first orgasm of the night came dangerously close and introduced itself.
Shane’s hands and eyes had access to my entire body in this position, and he took advantage. His thumb brushed against my clit, and I quivered on top of him as I stumbled into a climax, rolling waves of pleasure flowing through me as I ground down against him, driving myself higher.
“Oh, Shane,” I said, lost in the sensation. His other hand cupped my breast gently, enough to contribute to the growing whole.
When the peak faded just enough to give me the ability to continue to ride, I started to bounce up and down on him, driving him into me. His hands moved to grip my ass, assisting me, pulling the cheeks apart and adding to the feelings that flooded me.
I rode faster, pushing myself as hard as I could go, until I was slamming down onto his cock and feeling it in my belly. I chased a bigger, fiercer finish, and my body trembled as I tried to maintain the pace.
“Fuck yes, Jackie, ride me. Come with me, and make me shoot deep inside of you!”
Shane began to thrust up into me from below, and I lost it.
“Oh fuck!” I shouted.
He took over, grabbed onto my hips with both hands and started driving into me, lifting me completely off the bed as he ruthlessly pleasured my body.
I strummed my clit with one of my hands and put the other on his chest as my vision started to go black and I saw star bursts. When he started to blow inside of me, the wet heat of it nearly made me pass out from how amazing it felt, and I collapsed onto him.
He buried himself to the hilt inside of my pussy and held us there as we reveled in the heat we had created between us.
We stayed like that for a long time as he slowly softened inside of me. I came close to drifting off as I listened to his breath slow.
“Shane?” I asked, before I completely fell asleep.
“Yes?”
“What do we do now?”
I could sense him thinking. I knew he understood that I wasn’t asking about the next ten minutes.
“We are going to do everything we have to in order to make sure that they won’t come after us. Together.”
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Blackmail
Restless MC – Book #1
Danger is sexy…
On paper it looked like a regular job, the sort of thing that Jackie Maguire is in desperate need of. Only when she arrives at the interview does she realize that the man she is going to work for is large, tattooed, and quite possibly incredibly dangerous. And she can’t help but want him.
Shane Hamilton has a special place within the Restless Motorcycle Club – he is in charge of operations, and that includes the shipping business that provides the front for their illegal pursuits. He is smart, powerful and a completely dominant personality, and when he sees something he wants, he never fails to get it.
The Motorcycle Club has enemies, and Jackie’s appearance on the scene is the perfect opportunity for them to get a leg up. Personalities and passions collide as Jackie is given a choice – dig up secrets from the dangerous biker gang or else face the consequences.
Excerpt:
Shane groaned and his hands came up to pull me even harder against him. I could feel him stirring against my leg, the sensation so unfamiliar and yet so primal, evoking a response in my body that was as old as time itself.
My gambit appeared to be working, distracting Shane from the events over lunch. It also prevented me from tripping up and letting slip that I knew that the business was a front for illegal motorcycle club activities. I didn't trust myself to be able to lie convincingly about it, and so I did the only thing I could think of - the thing that I’d wanted to do ever since I’d walked in for the interview and saw his face.
His hands were everywhere, tugging at the base of my hair, running down my back, cupping my ass through my clothes. I needed them against my bare skin, giving me the pleasure that I knew he could.
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