Wolf (Devil's Fury MC 9), Harley Wylde [intellectual books to read TXT] 📗

me cause to think he’d go too far. He’d been a gentleman. Sweet, even. I didn’t know what I’d done to be so lucky as to share this moment with him, but I didn’t want it to end.

He nodded and edged my shirt up. My breath caught as he lifted it over my breasts, and I wriggled to help him pull it all the way off. My bra wasn’t pretty, but it was comfortable. I wished I had something lacy, or at least silky, instead of plain cotton. The pink fabric had little gray dots spread across it, and I’d put on the matching panties. Not sexy. Not even a little. I tried not to think about what the women at the clubhouse worse. Or rather, how much they didn’t wear.

He smiled as he ran his finger along the top of the cup.

“Cute and delicate. Like you.”

Cute. Just what every woman wanted to hear in the middle of making out.

He tugged the cup down and my nipple tightened in the cool air. Wolf brushed his thumb over the tip, and I cried out, my back bowing off the floor. I kicked my feet and shifted my hips, my pussy pulsing with need. My lack of sexy undies was long forgotten as my body screamed for release.

“So fucking responsive, Glory. I’m one lucky bastard.”

“Stop talking. More… just more.”

He chuckled and leaned down. I felt his tongue flick across my nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. The light scrape of his teeth was enough to send me over the edge. I ground my teeth together so I wouldn’t scream the place down and wake Sienna. My release soaked not only my panties, but I felt the wetness on my leggings too. My cheeks burned as I wiggled my hips on the blanket.

Wolf kissed me, then nibbled the column of my neck. “Want more?”

“You already made me come.”

His lips curved against my neck as he smiled. “Sweetheart, you can come multiple times. If you want to.”

If I wanted… was he crazy? Who wouldn’t want more than one orgasm? Was that a trick question?

I felt his hand slide down my stomach and his fingers slip under the waistband of my leggings. He rubbed back and forth, each swipe sending his hand a little bit lower. My heart gave a kick when I realized he wasn’t doing it to tease me. The tension in his body told me enough. Even though I’d said I’d let him touch me however he wanted, he still worried it would be too much.

Tears pricked my eyes at how wonderful he was. I only wished I’d found him sooner. Of course, too much sooner and being with me would have put him in jail. He slid his palm over my panties and between my legs. My breath hitched as I spread my thighs a little wider.

He growled as he stroked over the wet material. I felt the rumble straight through to my core. He rubbed against the swollen lips of my pussy before shoving the material aside. The first touch of his roughened skin sent a shock through me.

“Feel good, sweetheart?” he murmured, kissing my neck again.

“Yes. So good, Max.”

He spread my pussy lips and circled a fingertip around my clit. It felt like my heart would pound out of my chest as he toyed with me. The first swipe of his finger and I had to clamp my mouth shut so I wouldn’t yell out. He worked my clit in small, tight circles and I’d have sworn fireworks were going off over my head. My hips jerked. I felt like I needed something more.

Wolf rasped his whiskered chin against my shoulder and sank a finger inside me. He stroked it in and out, using his thumb to put pressure on my clit. I trembled and my thighs spread even farther. The world fell away when I came so hard I thought I might black out. I ground my teeth together, knowing I couldn’t make any loud noises, but oh, how I wanted to!

“That’s it, Glory. Come for me, beautiful.”

“Max.” I reached for him, fisting his shirt in my hand.

He devoured my lips and changed the angle of the finger inside me before adding a second one. He must have hit that special spot inside me, the one I’d thought was only a myth, because I soaked my leggings and the blanket with my next orgasm.

He removed his hand from my pants and sucked his fingers clean, and fuck if that wasn’t hot. I slid my hand down from his chest to his belt, but he stopped me, gripping my wrist and prying me loose. “Told you. This isn’t about me.”

“I’m not letting you leave without you getting something out of this too.” Besides, if he did walk out the door while he was hard as a rock, he might decide to wander over to the clubhouse for a little relief. And I knew it would gut me if I found out.

“You want me to come?” he asked, rubbing his nose against the shell of my ear.

“Y-yes.” A shiver raked my spine, and I knew if he kept touching me I’d ask him to stay all night. I still might.

“No touching, pretty girl. You just lie there and let me look at you.”

He rose to his knees, then shifted until he sat between my splayed legs. I watched in fascination as he unbuckled his belt and slid his zipper down. When he pulled out his cock, I licked my lips. I’d never wanted to suck a guy’s cock before, but with Wolf? Yeah, I wanted to. I’d never been impressed with that particular part of a man’s anatomy, until now.

He gave it a hard tug and pre-cum beaded on the tip. I wiggled on the blanket, wishing we were both naked. He was right to try and go slow, but my body was all lit up and ready for so much more. I wanted it all. Him inside