Page 44 of Twisted Iron


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A dull ache had formed inside me and began to pulse between my legs. I grew needier and more desperate with every caress and swipe of Devil’s tongue. My lips parted as a moan escaped. I wanted more. I needed to feel him.

His mouth returned, claiming my lips. Rough. Wild.

I couldn’t help wrapping my legs around him or sliding my hands over his body, my desire for him growing into something I could hardly control. He must have sensed it.

His thighs nudged mine apart, pushing me wider as I felt the bulge between his legs. I slid my hand between us, drawing onefingertip down his stomach until I found the hard length of him straining to be freed from his jeans.

A hiss left his lips.

We worked together to unbutton and unzip him, pushing down the material from his thick, densely muscled legs. I wrapped my hand around his girth as he groaned. He leaned into me as I stroked up the base, holding him in my grip as I slowly slid to the tip. Our mouths fused as he began to thrust into my hand.

“More,” I begged.

His hand slid over my hip bone and between my legs, finding how wet and ready I was for him. Another groan followed as he teased my opening, rising to slick his fingers in a slow exploration of my clit. A hum of approval fell from my lips.

“I don’t know where this is going,” Devil whispered huskily, “but I know I want it to happen.”

“Me too,” I agreed, lifting my hips off the mattress.

“You make me feel feral,” he whispered, giving me no chance to wonder what he planned next as he aligned the round, weeping tip of his cock at my entrance and pushed forward.

“Oh, God.”

“No,” he grunted. “Devil.”

He stroked my inner walls with a precision that shouldn’t be possible, leaving and entering me with strokes of pure ecstasy. Every driving thrust brought me closer and coiled that knot inside me tighter. I didn’t realize he wasn’t fully seated until he grabbed my ass and pulled me into him.

So. Fucking deep.

“Yes,” he growled. “You feel so fucking good, Henny.”

His cock pulsed inside me, and I never felt so full, so deliciously stretched as I did right then. He rolled his hips, abs flexing as he moved, and I stared in awe at his facial expression—total bliss.

My nails dug into his biceps as my hips lifted and tried to meet him thrust for thrust. He moved faster, stroking deeper, harder while pressing me into the mattress.

The sounds he made. God.So fucking hot.

A desperate whimper left my throat. I peaked higher, nearing that precious, all-consuming tipping point.

“Henny.”

My eyes opened, locking with Devil’s.

“Come.”

My release convulsed around him at the same time that I felt his cock swelling, only to be joined as his warmth spilled inside me. He shuddered as we stayed locked together, never breaking eye contact.

When our breathing evened out, he didn’t leave me.

Instead, he rolled to his side and brought me with him, curling an arm around my back. A kiss pressed to my hair.

When I felt his body relax, I knew he’d fallen asleep.

My body felt sore and well-used as I yawned, content to stay in his arms however long he allowed it.

MY BODY STILL BUZZEDfrom fucking Henny. I didn’t want to leave her. I wanted to roll her over and spear my cock inside her, again and again, the whole fucking night.

But I had a job to do, and the president of a club never found peace for long.

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