Sentinel - Devil Riders MC Book 1 (MC Romance Novel with FREE Bonus Novel!) by Ashley Rhodes Page A
Authors: Ashley Rhodes
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Rafe. I want you. Take me.”
She felt him tense. “You don’t mean that, Chrissy.”
“I do.” She turned her face up, watching his. “I’ve lived my entire life making plans for the future, Rafe. I’ve picked men who had a future. I’ve stayed in school for what it will mean in the future, not because of what it brought me now. I’ve never really lived in the present. And right now I have a chance to taste that. You are my present.”
“And tomorrow you’ll expect things to be different between us. If we make love you will assume it’s the start of a relationship, and maybe it will be, but maybe it won’t. I won’t change and you’ll hate me for that.”
“Tomorrow will be tomorrow. If I can’t look back on tonight and have memories of a night of passion with you, I’ll feel empty.” Rubbing her body against his, she could feel him aroused, knew he wanted her. “I’ve learned that I can’t promise anything about tomorrow. Maybe I will hate you then, but I know what I want now . I want you to fuck me, Rafe. I want tomorrow to take care of itself for once.”
“I…”
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him, a long and lingering kiss and he pulled her close. “I’m not a virgin, Rafe. I’m not deluding myself. Take me. You won’t hurt me. I want you. I want you to fuck me. That’ll move me closer to my own horizon, whatever that is. If nothing more comes of it, I won’t feel any differently toward you.”
He kissed her again, this time putting his tongue in her mouth, letting his hands caress her ass through her skirt, and working it up as she rubbed herself against him. Feeling he was still holding back, Chrissy gathered her nerve and fumbled with the front of his jeans, unsnapping them, then forced her trembling fingers to pull his zipper down. If he wouldn’t take the initiative, if he didn’t believe her, she would have to show him—make him understand in no uncertain terms.
When she put her hand inside his jeans she found him hard and hot. She worked his cock out of his pants, stroking it and he broke the kiss to stare at her. The look of wonder in his eyes thrilled her. Her skin burned with desire as she returned his stare. Then she tightened her grip on his cock, felt it swell even more in her hand. “I’m going to make you come,” she said. Then she slowly dropped to her knees on the grass in front of him. His masculine smell was intoxicating as she opened her mouth, and took the head of his hot cock inside and tasted him.
“Oh God,” he moaned and she felt the gentle touch of his hands on her head as he guided her.
* * * *
They were on the top of the bluff that provided a vista of the entire city and the country side beyond. You could see for miles. You could if you weren’t on your knees, sucking the cock of a biker named Rafe. She was bringing her man to a boil, using her hands and mouth on him, trying to imagine any way of touching or sucking him that would increase his pleasure even more. She wanted that even though he was already tangling his fingers in her hair and moaning with delight.
Chrissy’s world was focused on Rafe, on pleasing Rafe, of making him come, and it was a glorious world.
Finally he let go, and the way his body tensed with his release, the taste of his seed flooding her mouth, was wonderful. She kept him in her mouth, swallowing his cum as his cock twitched like some wild animal. When he was done, as his cock softened in her mouth, she released it, and watched it soften. Then she looked up at him and smiled.
And he smiled down at her. It was a wonderful, pleased smile.
“Fantastic,” he said.
“I give good head?” she teased.
“You do, but what I meant was that you are fantastic.” He reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet.
She was still hungry for him and when he hugged her tight, she wanted to melt into his chest.
“Truly amazing.” He sounded far away, but his hands held her close, began to explore her body
She felt him tense. “You don’t mean that, Chrissy.”
“I do.” She turned her face up, watching his. “I’ve lived my entire life making plans for the future, Rafe. I’ve picked men who had a future. I’ve stayed in school for what it will mean in the future, not because of what it brought me now. I’ve never really lived in the present. And right now I have a chance to taste that. You are my present.”
“And tomorrow you’ll expect things to be different between us. If we make love you will assume it’s the start of a relationship, and maybe it will be, but maybe it won’t. I won’t change and you’ll hate me for that.”
“Tomorrow will be tomorrow. If I can’t look back on tonight and have memories of a night of passion with you, I’ll feel empty.” Rubbing her body against his, she could feel him aroused, knew he wanted her. “I’ve learned that I can’t promise anything about tomorrow. Maybe I will hate you then, but I know what I want now . I want you to fuck me, Rafe. I want tomorrow to take care of itself for once.”
“I…”
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him, a long and lingering kiss and he pulled her close. “I’m not a virgin, Rafe. I’m not deluding myself. Take me. You won’t hurt me. I want you. I want you to fuck me. That’ll move me closer to my own horizon, whatever that is. If nothing more comes of it, I won’t feel any differently toward you.”
He kissed her again, this time putting his tongue in her mouth, letting his hands caress her ass through her skirt, and working it up as she rubbed herself against him. Feeling he was still holding back, Chrissy gathered her nerve and fumbled with the front of his jeans, unsnapping them, then forced her trembling fingers to pull his zipper down. If he wouldn’t take the initiative, if he didn’t believe her, she would have to show him—make him understand in no uncertain terms.
When she put her hand inside his jeans she found him hard and hot. She worked his cock out of his pants, stroking it and he broke the kiss to stare at her. The look of wonder in his eyes thrilled her. Her skin burned with desire as she returned his stare. Then she tightened her grip on his cock, felt it swell even more in her hand. “I’m going to make you come,” she said. Then she slowly dropped to her knees on the grass in front of him. His masculine smell was intoxicating as she opened her mouth, and took the head of his hot cock inside and tasted him.
“Oh God,” he moaned and she felt the gentle touch of his hands on her head as he guided her.
* * * *
They were on the top of the bluff that provided a vista of the entire city and the country side beyond. You could see for miles. You could if you weren’t on your knees, sucking the cock of a biker named Rafe. She was bringing her man to a boil, using her hands and mouth on him, trying to imagine any way of touching or sucking him that would increase his pleasure even more. She wanted that even though he was already tangling his fingers in her hair and moaning with delight.
Chrissy’s world was focused on Rafe, on pleasing Rafe, of making him come, and it was a glorious world.
Finally he let go, and the way his body tensed with his release, the taste of his seed flooding her mouth, was wonderful. She kept him in her mouth, swallowing his cum as his cock twitched like some wild animal. When he was done, as his cock softened in her mouth, she released it, and watched it soften. Then she looked up at him and smiled.
And he smiled down at her. It was a wonderful, pleased smile.
“Fantastic,” he said.
“I give good head?” she teased.
“You do, but what I meant was that you are fantastic.” He reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet.
She was still hungry for him and when he hugged her tight, she wanted to melt into his chest.
“Truly amazing.” He sounded far away, but his hands held her close, began to explore her body
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