Curly (Hell’s Handlers MC Florida Chapter #1) Read Online Lilly Atlas

Categories Genre: Biker, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Hell’s Handlers MC Florida Chapter Series by Lilly Atlas
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Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 115086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 575(@200wpm)___ 460(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
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Her eyes widened, and she sucked in a breath.

“Yes?”

A slight nod was all he got.

Part of him loved how she could be so shy here and so fierce otherwise, but damn, he’d give anything to see her tip past the point of no return and forget all her uncertainty.

“Say it. I want to hear you say it. Tell me to make you come.”

“Y-yes,” she whispered. “I-I want you to make me c-come.”

Brooke was unlike any woman he’d been with in the past. Mostly, he’d fucked club girls who’d do any damn thing he asked. They’d been there for his pleasure, the security his club had provided, and with the hope of becoming an ol’ lady one day. As president, he’d had his pick of any woman willing to bend over or drop to her knees as soon as he snapped his fingers. There was no challenge, no connection, no giving a shit about her.

Crude, but true.

Even when he’d had an ol’ lady, something had been missing. He’d loved her, yes. And they’d worked for a while, but their connection wasn’t as deep as it should have been.

Brooke challenged him. She took no shit, lived the way she wanted, and, with a little prodding, would be demanding the pleasure she deserved. Curly found he wanted nothing more than to watch her shatter and hear her scream his name as she came.

He wanted it even more than he wanted relief for his hungry dick.

Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he slid his fingers beneath the swatch of fabric covering her sex. She sucked in a breath and sank her teeth into her lower lip as she braced her hands on the pool deck, reclining a bit. Her face was flushed, part embarrassment for sure, but hopefully also from desire. Wariness filled her gaze, but she nodded for him to continue.

The angle allowed him easy access to her slippery pussy, not wet from the pool but his fervent sucking on her tits. He played with her for a moment, lightly fingering her entrance until she was panting and his knuckles turned white on the edge of the pool.

“Something wrong?” he asked with a chuckle as she scowled at him.

“Y-yes.” Her tone was a blend of arousal and frustration that he could listen to for hours, knowing he was the one driving her out of her mind. “You’re teasing me.”

Laughing, he shook his head. “No, baby. A tease would walk away right now. I’m just playing a little bit, but I promise to deliver. I’ll have you screaming in no time.” As he said those last words, he gently thrust a finger into her, making her eyes flare.

“Oh, my God,” she whispered as she shut her eyes tight.

“Feel good?” Sure felt good on his end. Hot, wet, tight…fuck, he could only imagine how his dick would erupt if it had the honor of being where his lucky finger was.

Brooke nodded, and he took that as a sign he’d made her speechless.

Nothing wrong with that.

He gave her a second to adjust since he assumed it’d been a while for her, then he curled his finger and stroked along her inner wall. Brooke moaned and lifted her hips an inch before dropping them back to the patio.

“Good?”

“Y-yes. Good. So, so good.” She stared at him with wonder in her gaze.

She wanted more. He could tell by the subtle way she squirmed, but she didn’t know how to take it or demand it. Well, she was about to learn. He’d give her whatever the hell she wanted. She just had to ask.

Or take.

“You want more?”

“Yes,” she said as she bit her lip again.

“Stop holding back,” he ordered.

“What?”

Fuck, she looked terrified for a second. As though he was about to criticize her. Like he ever would. There wasn’t a damn thing to complain about. No way in hell would he send her scurrying into her shell.

“Let go, Brooke. You’re incredible. Burning me alive. I want to hear you. Anything you want, anything you do will be perfect.” She watched him for a moment as though trying to decide whether she believed him.

He added a second finger and slowly fucked her with them.

She made a noise in the back of her throat. After a few seconds, her eyes darkened, and her mouth fell open. A breathy moan left her lips.

“That’s it. Hell yes. Give me more.”

She lifted her hips, testing her ability to move on his hand. He grinned. Damn, he was a lucky bastard. It didn’t take but a moment to find a rhythm. With each thrust of his hand, she lost some of her inhibitions.

When he added a third finger, she whimpered and pushed hard into his hand, looking like a sacrificial offering with her bark arched and hips pumping. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, and her nipples red and drawn so tight his mouth salivated for another taste. “T-touch me,” she whispered as she thrust against him again.


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