Frost Hell’s Handlers MC Florida Chapter #3.5) Read Online Lilly Atlas

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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
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“So I get to feel you? Just you?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Well then, how about we shut the hell up and get to it.” She reached between them and wrapped a soft hand around his cock. Despite how silky her hand was, she pumped him hard for a few strokes.”

“No more,” he said through clenched teeth as he worked to keep from embarrassing himself. “Unless you want me to come on your stomach instead.”

“No,” she said, breathless. “I want you inside me when you come. When we both come.” With that, she lifted her hips and guided him toward her soaked pussy.

He wasted no time, pushing in until he bottomed out.

They both gasped, gazes locked.

“Fuck. Me. You feel so damn good.” Hot, tight perfection.

“Uh-huh.” She nodded as she bit her lower lip and raked her nails down his back to his ass. She clung, holding him buried so deep inside her he could practically feel her heartbeat against his dick.

He couldn’t wait to watch her shatter. To see her come completely undone on his cock. And he’d be right there with her.

Her grip on his ass lessened, letting him know she was ready for him to move. He set a slow, sensual pace, rolling his hips into her over and over. Her eyes stayed on him, glassy and dark.

Each time he thrust, she whimpered. Fuck, he loved that sound. Next time he’d record her so he could listen to it again and again.

“More,” she said as she panted. “More, Frost, please, more.” She moved her hips with him, trying to increase the pace, but he held back. “No!” she cried as his lips twitched. “Why?”

He grinned. “Because I’ve never heard a more beautiful sound than you begging for more of my cock.”

“Frost!” There was a distinct whine to her voice, but she didn't seem to care. She’d lost all shame. All she cared about was the pleasure.

He had her exactly where he wanted her.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

IF FROST DIDN’T fuck her faster and harder, she might die.

The man could request anything of her at that moment. She’d beg, she’d steal, she’d even kill to experience the monster orgasm dancing out of reach like a cruel apparition. It’d disappear if he teased her any longer.

He braced one hand by her head while the other grabbed a breast. He thumbed her nipple, making her squirm on his dick. Felt great, but not even close to enough.

“Please, Jack. Why are you torturing me like this? Harder! I’ll do anything.”

He grinned a victorious and slightly evil grin. “Tell me you’re mine.”

“W-what?”

He pinched her nipple and held the pressure, making it hard to concentrate on his words.

His? How could she be? Barely any time has passed since they’d met. In her last relationship, they hadn’t even kissed until the third date. Slept with each other after three months, and she didn’t consider them fully committed until nearly nine months. Frost wanted her to agree to his greedy declaration after a week.

Insanity.

“Tell. Me. You’re. Mine.” His words were punctuated with a hard and fast thrust, teasing her with what she wanted, what he’d been withholding.

“Oh, God.” Sweat broke out across her forehead. The possessiveness in his voice should not be as hot as it was. No one had ever needed her in such a primal way before. No one had ever wanted her so badly that they demanded she give herself over to them. Crazy as it was, she loved it.

“Say it.” Another hard punch of his hips had her eyes rolling back in her head.

But it wasn’t enough.

And there was only one way to get what she wanted

“I’m yours! Jack, I’m yours.”

“Fuck yeah, you are.”

Her words seemed to shatter his control. A low rumble came from his chest right before he released her breast, slammed his other hand on the floor next to her head, and pounded into her so hard she slid across the carpet.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight. Fucking heaven.” He gripped one shoulder, holding her in place as he drove her wild.

She met him thrust for thrust, wanting him to feel as incredible as he made her feel.

He shifted between her spread legs, sitting back on his heels. The quick position change altered the angle of his thrusts and had her crying out his name. He grabbed handfuls of her ass and used the grip to help him fuck her stupid.

She felt like a string stretched so taut one flick would snap her in half.

Above her, he grunted and practically snarled like an animal. God, the man was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen, and she was the one to put him in this feral state.

The orgasm hit her fast, hard, and without warning. One second she was riding the rollercoaster, and the next, she’d been flung off the ride and into the abyss. She shouted as pleasure overtook her and stole her ability to think.


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