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She continued her journey, kissing, licking, and nibbling at his firm abs. All the while he panted and tugged on the comforter so hard, it’d probably tear. When she reached his nipples, she lashed one flat disc then the other with her tongue. Sweat broke out along his torso, adding a salty flavor to his warm skin.
Next, his throat got her attention. She absolutely loved the way his neck muscles bunched and flexed beneath her wandering tongue. She bit his earlobe, giving a tug.
“Fuck,” he whispered in a tortured tone.
“Time to make my way back down,” she whispered before nipping his jaw.
“No.” He shook his head on the pillow, sounding like a man close to the edge. “Fuck, Brooke, you’re killing me.”
Power surged through her at the agonized look on his face. She sat up and worked her way up until she straddled his chest. “Do you need something specific?” she asked in an innocent tone.
He narrowed his dark gaze. “Your pussy. I need your goddammed pussy. You’re fucking dripping on my chest. Put me out of my misery and fuck me.”
Shit. This big, strong, intimidating biker was begging.
Her.
Never before had she felt so powerful. So desired. So strong.
“Please, baby.” He groaned when she pinched and twisted his nipples. “Please fill yourself with my cock. You know you need it as much as I do. To feel me stretching that soaked pussy.”
Now it was her turn to groan. “You don’t play fair.” She’d meant to drag this out even longer but the idea of having him inside her was too tempting.
He winked. “Never claimed to.”
Giggling, something she’d never imagined doing during sex, Brooke stretched until she could reach her nightstand. That’s where she’d stashed the condoms she bought after their night in the pool.
“Jesus,” Curly whispered as she fished one out of the drawer.
“What?”
“Your ass is so fucking sexy.”
With a smile, she shimmied back down his body. “That comment just might get you laid, sir.”
“Fucking better.”
Brooke ripped the condom open and rolled it down his straining erection. His entire body jerked the second she touched him as though the light contact sent an electric shock surging through him. Once they were protected, she lined herself up and teased him a little more, rubbing the tip of his cock against her opening.
Of course, it had the effect of teasing her as well and within seconds she was ready to slam herself down on him. How the hell had he withstood her torture for so long? If the tables had been turned, she would have cracked long before he did.
Their gazes locked as she slowly began to lower down onto him. As badly as her body wanted to be full of him, she took her time, savoring every delectable second.
He was big, and it’d been so long for her that he stretched her almost to the point of uncomfortable.
“Fuck,” he whispered when the tip disappeared into her body. “Fucking tight as hell.”
She trembled, her head whirled, and her chest worked to draw in enough air. She began to feel like she was about to spin out of control and fly off into space. “Curly,” she cried in a desperate need for something she couldn’t voice.
“Travis,” he said, gaze boring into hers. He finally released the comforter and grabbed onto her hips. “It’s Travis, and I’ve got you, baby.”
Her hands flew to his and as though they’d planned it, they interlaced their fingers and together guided her the rest of the way onto him. As soon as he bottomed out inside her she gasped. “Travis,” she whispered.
“Heaven. Fucking heaven, baby.” Heavy lidded eyes met her gaze and a full-body shiver ran through her at the possessive gleam of adoration in his eyes. Maybe she was only imagining it or wishing for it.
Either way, it was a problem because she loved that look and wanted it as much as she wanted this next orgasm.
And that meant she was already in over her head.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CURLY HAD THOUGHT he might die from the slow, sensual torture Brooke dished out like she’d been born for it. Drenched in sweat, he’d been a quivering mess while he waited for her to put him out of his misery. So many times, he wanted to release his knuckle-aching grip on the comforter, slam her to the bed, and pound inside her until she was screaming his name.
But then he caught the look of wonder on her face as she explored his body and the power she had to bring him to his knees. He’d have given her anything she wanted at that moment. And she’d wanted to take the reins. So he’d endured the sexual agony.
And now, he reaped his reward: the tight, scorching hot clasp of her pussy as she engulfed his entire length. The sight of a naked Brooke enjoying his body was almost as hot as her pussy surrounding his dick. Her tits hung heavy, swaying as her chest rose and fell. He’d abused her lips with wild kisses, and they shone red and swollen as they parted on a sigh. Every inch of her appealed to him. He couldn’t wait to return the favor of driving her out of her mind with his hands and mouth.
