Page 18 of Viper

Rhiannon let out a sexy little sigh, and I rolled her onto her back, then shifted so that I hovered over her.

“You know those sounds make me hard as fuck,” I growled as I ground my erection into the apex of her thighs.

She blinked her wide brown eyes innocently. “They do?”

Dropping my head, I chuckled before I covered her mouth with my own.

My hands found her tits, and I squeezed them, making her moan. Then I twisted the tips, and my cock leaked at the shudder that wracked her body.

“So fucking responsive,” I groaned.

I licked my way down her long body and amazing curves until I reached her glistening pussy.

“Dean,” Rhiannon moaned, her hands delving into my hair and shoving me closer to her heat.

I chuckled at her boldness. It was amazing how far she’d come from the blushing virgin to the sensual goddess who knew how to ask for what she wanted.

Although I did enjoy that I could still make her blush.

I ate her dripping pussy until she screamed my name, then surged up her body, plunging my cock into her tight channel.

“Fuck!” I shouted as her muscles clamped around me.

Rhiannon wrapped her arms and legs around me and bucked her pelvis up, again asking for what she wanted.

“You want my big cock stretching your sweet pussy, baby?” I grunted as I moved slowly inside her, keeping my thrusts maddeningly shallow.

“Please.”

“Please, what? Please stop?”

Rhiannon gasped, and her nails dug into my back. “Don’t you dare, Dean Cassidy!”

“Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Harder,” she cried.

I pushed in deeper with more force but kept my pace lazy.

“Stop teasing me,” she whined.

“But you’re so beautiful when you beg,” I whispered with a smirk.

She gasped when I glided over her clit and breathed, “Please, Dean. I want it hard and fast. Don’t hold back.”

“I fucking love it when you say that, baby,” I rasped before I gave her exactly what she wanted.

Afterward, I was lying on my back with my woman splayed over me while I feasted on her delectable mouth. My cell phone buzzed on the nightstand, but I ignored it.

When it went off a second time, I ignored it again. The third time, I sighed and raised my head to glance at it. I saw “Prez” on the screen and muttered, “Fuck.”

Reluctantly, I moved Rhiannon to my side and snatched up my phone before flopping back onto my back. “Viper,” I answered as I reached out, curled my arm around my girl, and snuggled her into my side.

“Need you for a run,” he said in his gruff, authoritative tone. “Storm has a one-month-old at home and is outta commission for the next few months. Was gonna send Stone to take his place, but his head isn’t totally in the game, so I’m sending you both. Meeting in my office in half an hour.”

I grunted an agreement, then hung up and tossed my phone back onto the little table. Rhiannon and I were becoming solid, but I hated leaving her when things were still new.

“Gotta go, baby,” I muttered. “Prez needs me for some club business.”

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