Burned Rebel (Comanche Sons Motorcycle Club Book 3)

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remained still over him. She lifted her head to look at the emotions that played over his face. Forevermore, she wanted to stay connected like this, to feel him inside her and to keep him there—but the river of passion and need wouldn’t let her remain still for long. Gently, she raised her hips, and his fingers locked on her butt. A low gasp escaped her lips, as she looked down and saw his organ slide outside from deep within her grip. The sensations, hot and powerful, held her in their talons. She was a prisoner of this torturous pleasure. His fingers caressed her butt, as she jerked up and down. She was a mass of shivering, quivering muscles. Riley no longer had any control over her thoughts, and red hot flames of heat licked her skin.
     
    She couldn’t think, couldn’t make sense of the world. All her attention was focused on the man who controlled the pace of their lovemaking. His hands guided her as she moved over him. The ride was hard, brutal, and it damn near drove her insane. Reaching between their legs, she rubbed his hard balls, and a low grunt escaped his lips.  She could feel that he was close to the edge, and Riley picked up the tempo. Putting her hands on his, she lifted his arms above his head while she fucked him good.  The orgasm that ripped through her made her blood sizzle.
     
    Even before she had recovered, he flipped her over while maintaining the contact. His hands ran up her legs and held her legs up so that her pussy lay open before him. The sand beneath her skin was soft and moist. Her hands clenched his shoulders and her body ached with a new need. It wasn’t over as yet. He pulled out his cock and then whipped it inside her at a fast speed. She moaned as waves upon waves of sensations rippled inside her. His pelvic bone ground into hers with each powerful thrust. Each stroke fired a stream of passion that lanced up her veins.
     
    In and out, harder and harder, he picked up pace until she swayed on the edge of the cliff.  She desired the blessed release that would free her from this delicious agony. Higher and higher, he made her spiral until she was soaring in the wind. The second orgasm that rippled through her had the power of a hurricane. She screamed loudly, and moments later, he spilled his semen inside her.
     
    For a long time, they both remained still, joined together in the most intimate way possible. It was glorious, special.
     
    “I love you,” she said.
     
    He bent forward to kiss her. “I love you more.”
     
    “We’re crazy.”
     
    “On that we agree.” He pulled out his cock. She took a few precious moments to admire his body. “What about a quick swim in the ocean?”
     
    “I don’t have my swimsuit.”
     
    He raised an eyebrow, and she blushed. “Skinny dipping in the ocean? Is there no end to the weird things I can do with you?”
     
    “Come on.”
     
    He tugged her hand and she stood. They were lucky that this particular beach was deserted. Riley dragged her feet as he walked towards the ocean. “The water will be cold.”
     
    “Let’s see.”
     
    When her toes touched the water, she squealed. “Too cold. Too cold.” Before she realized what he was up to, he carried her and ran into the waves. “No,” she yelled but he dropped her into the cold water. Sputtering, she stood. Riley shivered. “You moron.” She tried to grab him, but he ducked and dunked her in the water again. “I hate you.”
     
    Shivering and quivering, she made her way out. Riley put her dress back on and picked up her undergarments. She raced for the cabin. “Hey, wait,” he yelled.
     
    She didn’t listen. All she wanted was to get inside and get into a warm shower. Her skin was cold. Annoyed as she was, Riley had to admit that it was fun. After slipping on his shorts, Chance picked up his shirt and ran after her. Laughing, she remained a few steps ahead, but he picked up speed. Riley ran in a zigzag pattern.
     
    She looked behind. He was still a few feet away.

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