Throttle's Seduction(Insurgents MC Romance Book 7)(30)

"Turn around and bend over."

She complied, and his shallow breaths behind her tingled her skin as the fire burned in her like a torch.

"Take off your panties and spread your legs wide."

She shimmied out of her lace bikinis and tossed them behind her, hoping  they fell on him. "Like this?" she asked innocently, spreading her legs  and bending down low so her ass stuck up in the air, giving him a good  view of her glistening pussy. She was so damn wet; he was the only man  who could make her wet just by a touch or the sound of his voice.

He whistled low. "Damn, woman. You got a beautiful ass." She heard his  footsteps as he approached. When he planted his hands on her ass and dug  into her soft globes, she thought she was gonna climax.

"You like it? I like the way you touch it."

"Is it a virgin ass?" He kept squeezing her ass cheeks.

"No, but I've only done it a few times and didn't like it."

He bent over her back and his hot breath went over her ear. "When I take  your ass, you're gonna love it. We'll have to go slow, but I'll get you  ready for me. You want my cock to fuck your ass?"

"I'd like it, but you're so big."

"It'll take time, but I'll stretch you to where you can take all of me.  I'm gonna love fucking it, and it belongs to me." He pulled up from her  back a bit and unhooked her bra, letting it fall on the floor beneath  her. Then he cupped her tits and tugged them, flicking his finger across  her nipples until they hardened. "Love the way your nipples get so  hard. I'll suck them later."

She moaned and wiggled, her ass swaying and grinding against his dick.  "If you keep doing that, I'm gonna come, and I'm not ready to do that  yet." He massaged her globes again, then straightened her up and turned  her around. He kissed her deep and wet, then went over to a drawer in  his nightstand and took out a rope and two padded cuffs.

When she saw them, her nerve endings snapped and sizzled. An ache danced  through her breasts and, between her thighs, her mound throbbed wildly.  There was something about this man that made a fire rage inside her.

He came back over, the bulge in his pants very large, and opened the  door. She saw it was a bathroom, and she wondered if he wanted to take a  shower together. "Lift your arms."                       
       
           



       

When she raised her arms overhead, he grasped her wrists and placed the  cuffs on them then placed the rope through the large rings on both of  the cuffs, bringing her arms together. Then he looped the rope over an  exercise bar, yanking on it hard. The movement lifted her so she was on  her tiptoes. He secured the rope and stared at her, his bulge growing  bigger. He exhaled. "If it gets to be too much tonight, tell me. Say  ‘checkers' and I'll stop, okay?"

"Checkers? Okay." Her body tingled with anticipation.

Throttle yanked off his shirt, kicked off his boots, then shrugged out  of his jeans and boxers. Her gaze latched on to his rock-hard dick, its  tip glistening. She craved to take it all in her mouth and suck on it.  He skimmed his hands down the sensitive stretch of her skin along the  sides of her body, then kissed her up and down, leaving a trail of goose  bumps in his wake. "Keep your legs open," he ordered as he kissed his  way down her body. She gasped when he lightly bit and kissed around her  belly button, down past her hips, then landed on her inner thighs. She  squirmed, the rope holding her in place. With his fingers, he scratched a  sweet agony from under her armpits down to where he was kissing so  close to her throbbing pussy.

For several minutes he teased her, kissing, licking, and stroking  everywhere but where she craved the most. "I need you inside me," she  rasped.

He chuckled against her flesh. "Not yet" was all he said, and his  wickedly delicious mouth kept torturing her as she twisted above him.  When she tried to close her legs to relieve some of the pulsing, he'd  order her to keep them open, and she obeyed.

When his tongue finally came very close to her wet, hungry mound, he stood up. "Why'd you stop?" Frustration laced her voice.

"I want to taste your tits."

His hand molded over her breasts and he kneaded them, squeezing them  roughly. "I love the way your tits fit in my hand." He pulled a pink  nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before he closed  his lips tightly, sucking deeply. She moaned and arched her back,  pushing her nipple further into his mouth. He bit on it and, with his  other hand, twisted and pinched her other nipple, bringing her a flood  of pleasure mixed with pain. She was in sweet agony, and her body was  flushed and sensitive to his every touch.

Throttle was breathing heavily as he played with every part of her body  except her pussy, which drove her to the edge of lunacy. When she didn't  think she could take it any longer, he untied her arms and they fell  down, tingling as the feeling came back into them. He led her over to  the bed and pushed her on her back as he knelt down, straddling her.

"Suck my cock," he commanded, his dick brushing hot and hard against the  smooth skin right under her breasts before coming up to her open mouth.  She took him in and sucked him greedily, her eyes fixed on his. "That  feels so fuckin' good, baby." He played with her tits while he shoved  his cock in and out of her mouth.

Then he pulled out and ordered her to turn around and get on her knees.  She did as she was told, and he spread her knees wide and buried his  finger into her wet folds.

"Fuck, you really want it, don't you, babe? You're dripping. I love that."

He stroked her over and over, and the pulse in her pussy throbbed with a  hungry need to feel him inside her. "Please fuck me," she moaned as the  tension built.

"I'm gonna fuck you hard. You're so damn ready, but first I want to bite  your soft, round ass." He leaned down and kissed, licked, and bit her  ass cheeks while he stroked her sweet spot to marble hardness.

When he smacked her ass hard, the pain from the sting coupled with the  delicious flicks of his finger on her clit made her explode, the waves  of pleasure spreading through her like a rushing river. She moaned and  panted, then turned and looked into Throttle's hunger-filled eyes.

He dug his fingers into her flesh and drove into her hard and fast. She  ground her ass hotly against him, taking every inch of his pulsing cock  deep inside her. The sound of their bodies slapping into each other  fueled her passion, and the flame within her exploded as crashing  ecstasy ripped through her. When she came, her grunts and moans filled  the room as she lost herself in her orgasm. Soon, Throttle's deep growl  pulsed in her ears as thick streams of warmth released inside her  clinging walls.

He collapsed on her back, breathing just as hard as she was, then laid  down on his side and drew her to him, her back pressed tight against his  chest and stomach. He stroked her still trembling body and kissed her  head.

"You were fuckin' awesome," he murmured against her hair.                       
       
           



       

"Wow. I've never experienced anything like that." She placed her hands  on top of his. "I'm glad I stopped by. I hope you don't treat all your  guests like this." She chuckled.

He hugged her closer to him. "Just you, babe. Only you."

She looked at the way the moonlight filtered in through the slats of the  blinds, and she caught a star twinkling in the night sky. As she stared  at it, her eyelids drooped and soon she fell fast asleep in his arms.

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The early morning rays peeked through the closed blinds, creating thin  yellow-white stripes on the floor. Kimber fluttered her eyes open, and  for a moment a sense of panic overtook her; she didn't recognize where  she was. A warm breath caressed her cheek and she turned over on her  side, a big smile spreading over her face when she saw Throttle sleeping  soundly. Of course. I'm in Throttle's room. Damn, I had too much to  drink, but I don't regret one damn thing I did. Her memories of the  previous night were clear, and she recalled the ecstasy of being held  against his strong arms as they screwed most of the night. Watching him  as he slept, she felt a warm glow flow through her. For the first time  in the past several years, she was blissfully happy-the giddy and  saccharine type.

She looped her arm around his trim waist and snuggled close to him,  breathing in his manly scent. Brushing her lips across his side, she  remembered how furious he'd made her the first time they'd met. Deep  down, she'd known he was danger because he'd evoked such strong feelings  in her. At that moment, pressed against his warm body, she couldn't  think of wanting to be with anyone else but him. A nagging inner voice  kept reminding her that she'd been his new toy, and she couldn't count  on him for more than what they'd shared the previous night. Squeezing  her eyes shut, she choked down that thought and chose to relive their  awesome night together.