Page 23 of Phantom Riders MC: Hawk

Hawk’s large hands flexed against my hips. His hiss ended with a low groan and a full body shudder.

“Fucking hell, woman, you’re tight,” Hawk grumbled, not moving. “This isn’t going to take long.” His warm breath brushed across the top of my head. His heart was pounding just as hard as mine, sweat made his flesh glisten. I knew that he wasn’t into kissing but I couldn’t help it. I leaned forward and kissed him on the spot where I’d bitten him.

“You never said I couldn’t kiss you,” I breathed against his skin.

The briefest tensing of his body was his only acknowledgement. He began to move his hips, and I followed every gasp that passed through my lips with a kiss upon his damp flesh, reacting when his speed picked up. My kisses turned into nibbles, and then bites. I didn’t care if I was hurting him. When Hawk grabbed my legs and folded them up against my body, I lost all control and bit down on him hard enough to leave a mark. His only response was a deep grunt that rang with pleasure. Each thrust of his body brought me closer and closer to orgasm.

He didn’t need to manipulate my clit. Every downhill thrust caused his cock to glide against the swollen protuberance with surprising accuracy and jab against my G-spot before sinking in deep. With one hand clenched onto his tight ass, my mouth nibbling, kissing, and sucking wherever I could reach him, I ran my other hand up and down his backside, enjoying the feel of his straining muscles. He pounded into me relentlessly.

Without warning Hawk grunted and quickly flipped me over so that I was on my belly. Before I had a chance to recover he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back onto my knees, entering me in the same breath. A cry escaped me at the impact, the new position sending a bolt of electricity through me so sharp that I lost control, climaxing with a scream that I was sure could be heard throughout the club.

I didn’t care. I was being consumed, overloaded with pleasure that controlled my whole being. I’d never experienced such earth-shattering ecstasy. I hadn’t known it even existed. My sexual encounters at Dane’s hands paled in comparison, and only revealed how truly unskilled he had been as a lover. Maybe not unskilled, but certainly lacking.

I could tell by Hawk’s heavier breathing and grunts that he was getting ready to come. His speed picked up and after several deep plunges, he held himself inside me and erupted, with a powerful orgasm. I quivered and moaned because it felt like his cock swelled even more inside me while he ejaculated. I couldn’t help wonder what it would feel like if he hadn’t been wearing a condom.

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