Split - Coffin Nails MC (Contemporary New Adult Erotic Dark Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 7) by Miss Merikan Page A

flesh
and blood.
    She buried her nose in his hair and
breathed in their scent, a mixture of cologne and the bitterness of sweat, but
it was more addictive than anything she had ever sensed. “Okay,” she finally
whispered, nuzzling his ear as he gently touched her nipples, which already
hardened against his thumbs, despite the clothes and underwear in between. It
was as if she could sense his briefest touch. Hot streams were coursing through
her flesh, and it felt as if invisible hands were rubbing circles all over her
skin.
    “You can tell me if you’re not feelin’
something, okay?” Hunter murmured and licked along her top lip, sending yet
another shiver down to her pussy. “I could just eat you up alive, so you need
to rein me in if I’m too much.” His palms slid up to her breasts and squeezed
them slightly. “Perfect size.”
    Asty whimpered and nodded. She wanted his
touch with all that she was. Hunter’s words made lust explode in her mind with
images of him fucking her like a wild beast, pushing his thick cock in again
and again until he came, his dick throbbing with heat as he pumped her full of
his come. She couldn’t bear looking into his eyes with those thoughts crawling
in her brain. She gasped when he pulled the neckline of her velvet dress lower,
exposing her black lacy bra. She was so hot it was hard to think straight
anymore, and she realized she’d never been so into someone. Even Cobra.
    “Front clasp, I like that.” Hunter murmured
with a smile, and he took his time opening her bra, but once he did, the cups
slid to the sides, baring her breasts to him.
    Strangely, she felt much more naked now
than when she did in that church without a shred of fabric on her body.
Hunter’s hands explored her naked skin, and he lowered his face to kiss her
ear, and then down to her neck.
    She let her head drop back and pulled him
closer, hoping the stiffness between her legs would be released soon, or she’d
gradually lose her mind. “That’s just because you don’t know how to deal with
bras. It’s not that complicated,” she uttered, slowly rocking her hips forward.
    “You got me. I’m a complete noob with bras.
And I know nothing about boobs either.” He nipped on her ear and pinched one of
her nipples, making her moan. “And I’m the worst at fucking pussy.” Hunter slid
one of his hands to her thigh, and then right up her dress. Everything was
happening too fast, and too slow, all at once.
    Asty opened her thighs before even
thinking, but there was nothing to be done once it happened, so she just kissed
the side of Hunter’s neck, lapping at his Adam’s apple as his fingers climbed
the short distance between the hem of her dress and her pussy, which was now
only hidden by a thin piece of lacy underwear. Just thinking about him touching
her there made her whimper.
    “Like, all this wetness. What do I even do
with that, huh?” He slid his fingers over her panties, pushing the fabric
slightly between her nether lips.
    “Are you really asking me? I’ve had sex
once so far,” she whispered, gently biting on his skin and tightening her legs
around him. The air smelled of dust and motor oil, and some of the shadows
played tricks on her in the darkness, but she couldn’t think of any other place
she’d rather be.
    “No, I think I’m good. What do you think?”
he asked as he started rubbing his thumb over her clit through the damp
panties, and all she could do was moan in response and clench her arms around
his shoulders.
    Asty groaned and bit her lips, slowly
rocking her hips toward the touch. The rubbing sensation made her thighs shiver,
and she kissed Hunter’s shoulder before biting into it out of both lust and
frustration. “Just ... go for it ...”
    She didn’t need to repeat her words. Hunter
pushed her dress up to her hips and pulled her panties down in one quick move.
He took out a condom and waved it at her with a question in his eyes, but he
was already unbuttoning his