Stone (Iron Rogues MC #9) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, Erotic, Insta-Love, MC, Suspense, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Iron Rogues MC Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
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She nodded again, so I pinched her nipples hard, making her gasp.

“Tell me, baby. Tell me you want me to fuck you and take that cherry you’ve been saving for me.”

“Yes, Shaw,” she moaned.

“Yes, what?” I ground my pelvis into hers and teased her tight peaks with my fingers.

“I want you. Please, Shaw, take me.”

“Who do you belong to, Britta?”

“You,” she breathed.

“Damn straight.”

I slid a hand down her stomach until I reached the silky fabric of her panties. With one yank, I ripped them away and raised them to my nose, inhaling deeply. “Fuck, you smell delicious.” My mouth watered, and I groaned, “Need a taste. Want you on my tongue when I pop your cherry.”

Slowly, I trailed my tongue down her body as I moved to lay between her legs. I pushed them wide open and wedged my shoulders into her thighs.

My hands slid beneath her ass, and I raised her pelvis to my mouth. “Smells even better with my face in your pussy.” She was bare, and it was sexy as fuck, especially since it didn’t hide how wet she was. Her arousal glistened on her puffy petals, and my tongue darted out to lick up a few drops. The flavor exploded on my taste buds, and I groaned.

I dragged my tongue up Britta’s center, and she cried out, her legs tightening against my shoulders.

Burying my face in her pussy, I alternated between licking and fucking her with my tongue, staying away from her clit. Her hips undulated, begging for more every time I backed off.

Her hands tunneled into my hair, and she whimpered in desperate need. I stared up at her as I devoured her and saw the lost expression on her face. “Shaw, please,” she begged. “I need…”

She shook her head and clenched her fingers, tugging so hard it was painful, but it only fueled the burn.

It was clear that she didn’t have any idea what she was reaching for. The fact that I was about to give her first orgasm made me want to beat against my chest and shout that this woman was mine in every way.

I was going to be her first everything…and her last.

When Britta was nearly out of her mind with need, I finally concentrated my efforts on her sensitive little bud.

“Shaw!” she gasped before she screamed in bliss.

To my shock, she gushed into my mouth, and I drank down every delicious drop. Fuck, my woman was incredibly passionate. And yeah, I was damn smug that she responded to me with such intensity.

“What? I…”

Her expression was horrified, and I gave her a crooked smile. “You are sexy as fuck, baby. And so damn passionate, you squirted. I’m already addicted to the taste.”

“That’s, um, normal?”

I shook my head. “Not every woman can do it. Even the ones who can have to be with the right man.”

Britta’s lips tipped up. “Feeling pretty proud about that?”

“Fuck yes,” I agreed before going back to eating her pussy.

When she was close, I inserted a finger in her channel. Her muscles spasmed around it, and I grunted, “Damn, baby, you’re so tight.” I was a big man, and that included the rock-hard monster aching to be inside her. If I didn’t want to hurt Britta any more than necessary, I needed her to be soft and stretched.

After pushing her into another hard climax, I was able to fit three fingers. But I wasn’t going to last any longer. I was already making a mess of the sheets with the come leaking from my dick.

Keeping our bodies pressed together, I glided up until we were face-to-face, and my hips settled snugly between her legs, my cock pulsing between the lips of her pussy.

Britta’s hands came to rest on my biceps, and she shuddered when I took her mouth in a deep, wet kiss. I curled my hands under her thighs and lifted them, setting her feet on the mattress with her knees bent. The position opened her even wider, and the angle made it easy for me to push the tip of my cock inside her.

Fucking hell. She was like a fucking furnace, and her inner walls squeezed me so hard I nearly came right then.

I sucked in a breath and fought for control. “No going back now, baby,” I murmured when I pulled back from her lips. “You’re mine.”

My hips surged forward, breaking through her barrier and filling her from root to tip. “Fuck!” I shouted at the same time that she cried out. It took every bit of my strength, but I kept still while she adjusted to me.

I kissed away the tears dripping from her pain-filled eyes. “Relax, baby. It will pass, I promise.”

Britta took a deep breath, and the movement caused her body to rock against mine. Her eyes widened, and she gasped, “Oh!”

I smirked. “Feeling better?”


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