Devil on Wheels: A Biker Erotic Romance (Karthadossian Riders MC)

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Author: Emily Stone
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been a time that she was more turned on, she couldn’t remember it. The need to rub her thighs together and ease some of the ache was outrageous. His thumb ran across her bottom lip and she gasped at the contact, simple as it was.
     
    The sight of her was something Rex was never going to forget, not even if a thousand women came after her. Her cheeks were flushed a color that he usually only saw after she came. Her lips were wet from her tongue, and opened slightly with her heavier breathing. Her nipples were just a shade or two darker than her lips, and so hard you could almost see them throbbing.
     
    But it was the glistening wetness between her thighs that was making it hard for him to think. He caught her trying to rub those softly rounded thighs together several times already. His sweet little Ellie had a darker side, and it was turning him on beyond belief.
     
    He reached out to touch her. His hand shook. He stared at it, something deep in his gut twisting. He’d been having sex since he was 14; not even during his first time had his hands shook. Shaking his head, he cast the thought aside. It was for another time.
     
    The sound of fabric snapping made her insides clench. A slide of cold satin across the throbbing heat of her nipples had her back arching up off of the bed. Anticipation had heightened her senses unbelievably. He used the taut edges of the fabric to tease and flick at her nipples, making them even harder.
     
    Rex leaned down close to her ear, but not close enough to touch. Heat radiated off her skin. “I think it would ruin things if I followed that scene from the book exactly, don’t you?”
     
    Her whimper was all the answer he needed. He used the end of the scarf to tease her belly, watching it dance.
     
    “You smell like summer and sex.” The words, whispered huskily, raised her heart rate another notch.
     
    Something soft and velvety marked a slow trail up the outside of her thigh. At first she couldn’t imagine what it could be, then the scent of roses reached her. It was such a different texture and she was starting to like it when he stopped abruptly. It took all of her willpower not to cry out.
     
    His weight dipped the bed beside her then moved to settle between her widely spread legs. The velvet warmth of the rose caressed the skin of her mound, moving down over her outer lips then back up. She had to hold her breath. She was dying for him to touch her with his flesh. Any flesh.
     
    The sound of his breathing reached her ears; he wasn’t as unaffected as he wanted to appear. She heard foil wrapping tear open, and then the hiss of his breath as he rolled on a condom. No, he was affected.
     
    He slid his hands up under her ass and lifted enough to line his body up with hers. She was so wet that the tip of his cock easily parted her lips. The long moan that came from deep in her chest nearly undid him before he could even begin.
     
    Taking his time, he slid the entire length of his cock inside of her heat then held very still. The very act of breathing was almost too much movement for him to take at that point. When he could think again, he moved forward, putting her thighs over his, the scarves just long enough for the move without tightening painfully against her ankles.
     
    With her thighs tight against his, Ellie couldn’t move much at all. She was dying to push her hips back, get some movement to ease the growing ache low in her gut. The position he had put her in was doing something that felt good but also odd at the same time. A feeling of fullness and pressure that was maddening. The most she could do was squeeze and release her inner muscles, which only increased the feeling of pressure but was too good to stop.
     
    It was so hard to restrain himself from pounding into her over and over until he couldn’t think or see or move. The way she was squeezing his shaft was making it impossible to concentrate on what he wanted to do to her. Reaching out, he took her nipples

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