I remained silent and waited to see
how far he’d take this. When his hand
moved up the inside of my thigh and under my skirt, I parted my legs and rested
my head against the seat, closing my eyes.
He kept going until he reached my panties. A moment later, I moaned as he pushed his
finger inside me and went deep, massaging me at the same time as his thumb
played with my clit. My hands gripped
the car seat, and I held on tight. The
pleasure from Donovan’s fingers was intense and I knew it wouldn’t be long
until he’d make me come.
“God, your fingers . . . ” My voice
trailed off and he pushed harder inside me.
“Fuck, baby, you got any idea how
fucking turned on I am right now? You’re
so fucking ready for my cock,” he groaned and I could hear his hunger for me.
I reached across and placed my hand
on his dick. He wasn’t joking when he
said he was turned on. My eyes flew
open, and I pushed his hand away from me and sat up straight. I looked out the window and realised we
weren’t far from his place. “Take me to
your house,” I said.
He frowned. “Why’d you stop me? I nearly had you there.”
“Because I want you to fuck it out
of me,” I answered him and prodded his arm.
“Turn here for your house. It’s
closer than mine.”
“You need to get back for work tonight.”
“Baby, what I need is your cock, so
turn the damn car and get me to your place.
We can sort work out after you’ve fucked me.”
“Fuck,” he growled as he turned the
car, “I hope you’re ready for this.”
***
Donovan pretty much yanked me from
his car and into his house. I’d fallen
in love with his home the first time I’d visited. It was very masculine, in grey and black
tones. Very Donovan. Today I hardly had a chance to notice it as
he dragged me through it and into his bedroom.
Fuck, I loved it when he was like this: demanding and bossy as hell.
And
intense.
Donovan’s intensity attracted me to
him even before he’d rescued me that night.
I’d watched him for a long time, and while I found him a little scary,
I’d wanted to know how that intensity would translate in the bedroom. And now I knew – it was hot, and it made me
crave his touch like I’d never craved a man’s touch before.
He got me into his bedroom, pushed
me up against the wall, and shoved his hand straight up my skirt, and into my
panties.
Fuck.
His eyes blazed with desire as he
growled, “I know you want my dick, but I need to feel you first.”
I grabbed his face with both
hands. “Make it quick,” I demanded
before pulling his lips to mine.
His fingers pushed inside, and he
grunted something unintelligible into my mouth as he kissed and fingered
me. I let his face go so I could reach
down and hike my skirt up around my waist.
Then I wrapped one of my legs around him, and tilted my pussy forward so
his fingers could go deeper.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned as his fingers
brought me so much pleasure. It was too
much. I needed his cock now, so I pushed
him away.
He knew what I wanted and began
tearing off my clothes. Once he had me
naked, he stripped himself while I stood and enjoyed the show. Then he picked me up and deposited me on the
bed before moving on top of me.
“One day soon, I’m gonna get
fucking creative with you, but for the moment, I just need to get inside you
and fuck you,” he said as his cock entered me.
I wrapped my arms and legs around
him and moved with him. “I don’t need
creative, Donovan. I just need you.”
He pulled out and thrust in
again. Over and over, he repeated this
and kept up a slow, torturous pace.
His eyes were focused on mine.
Completely.
As if this was his way of
communicating with me.
And I felt that; I felt what he
wasn’t saying.
It seemed like he fucked me for an
eternity. He brought me close, then
backed off, then repeated this over and over.
By the time I came, I was in a delirious state of bliss. My body was not my own anymore, it was
Donovan’s, and I simply moved with him while he skilfully controlled me.
My eyes were shut, and my mind and
body lit up with the pleasure from my orgasm.
I screamed out Donovan’s name at almost the same time that his body
tensed and he roared with his release.
I clung to him tightly as the last
drops of pleasure rushed through me, until I eventually let go, and murmured, “You
sure know what you’re doing, don’t you?”
He stared at me for a couple of beats
before saying, “It’s you, baby.”
“What’s me?” I was still half delirious from the orgasm,
but I sensed something in his words and struggled to fight through the haze to
grasp what he was saying.
“You bring it out of me. I’ve fucked a lot of women, but I’ve never
felt it like this before.” He paused for
a second before adding, quite firmly, “Never.”
**** I received an arc in exchange for an honest review ******
I was looking forward to this book in the series as I really wanted to get to know Blade, I really wasn't disappointed with this book it was fantastic.
On the outside Blade is one tough alpha biker, but on the inside he is one hell of a loveable male, my ideal man. Now I don't know if he can live up to Nash as he is so loveable, but it is very close, maybe I can have both lol. Two sexy bikers yes please.
I loved how this book was set out and that we find out why Blade is the way he is, he has had a tough childhood, but it has made him the person he is today.
You seriously have to read this series, you will not regret it.
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