Obsession (Sons of Judah MC Book 2) by Kathryn Thomas Page B

away. The man was made of hard rock. She simply couldn’t fight him. “Ok, ok, fine. I give up. What do you want?”
     
    He stopped tickling her and rubbed his hands. “Now we’re talking. Let’s see. For starters, I want you to take off your clothes.”
     
    She sat and opened the zipper of her dress. Lifting it, she took it off and threw it aside. “Like this?”
     
    “Yeah.” His gaze fixed on her breasts that were clad in a creamy, lacy bra. “Much better, but I want to see that off also.”
     
    “Why don’t you take off your shirt then?” she suggested.
     
    His fingers worked on the buttons, and he slid out of his shirt. The sight of his naked torso made her mouth salivate. He was good looking beyond words. And those muscles were not for show. He had strength—which he used sparingly but judiciously. Her fingers trembled, as she unhooked her bra and took it off. Her breasts tumbled out. She could see that he ached to touch her, but he undid the button on his jeans and took them off. When his cock sprang free from the confines of the tight material, she longed to touch the organ.
     
    Instead, she slipped out of her panties. Her pussy was already warm and moist. Desire was a hot need that ran through her veins. He put his knee on the bed and then another. Straddling her, he looked down. She put her hands on the bed and arched her body. His cock brushed against her pussy and hot lances of desire skipped and sizzled through her muscles. She vibrated with need. Leaning forward, he kissed her. His mouth was hot on hers and demanding. Her tongue twisted and danced with hers while she ran her hands up his strong arms. His muscles rippled under the tips of her fingers.
     
    He nibbled his way down the long column of her throat. His lips trailed over her smooth skin while she shuddered under him. Her veins popped with passion and need. She wanted him to drive inside her and fill her, but he appeared content to take his time. When his teeth bit down on the curve between her shoulder and neck, she shivered. The pain stung just a little bit, but it heightened her desire. He nibbled his way over her collarbone and moved to the other shoulder. She arched and trembled, as he kissed her lightly. Once again, the sharp bite of his teeth took her by surprise. Her nails dug into his arms, but he hardly noticed the pain.
     
    She reached down and grabbed his cock. It throbbed with a barely suppressed need. She could tell that he was as hot as her, but he appeared willing to take his time. She slid down so quickly that he didn’t have time to understand her move. Her lips closed around the tip of his penis before he had a chance to pull away, causing him to groan. Stacy clapped a hand on his balls and rubbed them until they were hard. She took him all the way inside her throat and felt a bead of moisture escape for the tip. He tasted sweet, with just a slight hint of tangy. Her hands slid over his butt, and she pressed it while her mouth sucked and caressed his hard organ.
     
    He was her prisoner, and she could do whatever she wanted with him.
     
    Her hands fondled his butt while she paid special attention to his penis. Her tongue twisted around the organ while he groaned and moaned. Putting his hands on the bed, he began to move up and down. Pulling his penis almost out of her mouth, he pushed it inside her again. She took the gift as he ordered it. In and out he moved with breakneck speed. Her juices tricked down her pussy, and she felt the burn of desire. Suddenly, he pulled out, and before she realized what he was up to, he grabbed her legs and pushed them against her stomach. Her pussy was exposed to him. His penis brushed over it once, and the waves of sensations that burst through her veins were heady and strong.
     
    She arched her hips. As if he understood the silent command, he thrust his cock all the way in. The smooth move took her quite by surprise. They were joined together in the most intimate way possible.