Page 55 of The Devil's Viking

Her knees were almost giving out under her as she thought about making love with Viking later. She had no idea how she wasn’t going to spontaneously combust between now and then: her desire was soaking her panties, her pussy was fluttering and pulsing. She was actually close to climax just from looking at him, and she flushed.

He knew it, too, he knew that she was turned on as hell. Slowly, making sure she knew what he was going to do, he closed the door and locked it, then he walked over to her.

“So,” he said in a conversational tone. “You asked me once about these crash rooms being for entertainment purposes.”

“Yes,” she said breathlessly as his hands splayed over her hips. “I did.”

“So why don’t you let me entertain you – just for a few minutes?”

Words were proving too challenging right now, so instead she nodded. Whatever he was going to do to her, she was already totally OK with it. She wasalwaysgoing to be OK with it.

Viking lifted her loose cotton dress over her waist, slid her underwear down her trembling thighs. He pushed her backwards gently until she fell to the sofa, and he knelt between her splayed legs. Without a word, without a second’s delay, he lowered his mouth to her and she moaned, long and loud, when he stroked her clit.

She was already so hot, so ready, and her orgasm rose faster than she’d ever known. Viking slid his hands under her ass and pulled her to his mouth almost roughly. His eyes went smoky with lust when he saw her undeniable arousal – her pussy lips were glistening, her clit hard and swollen.

“Fuck, baby,” he said in wonder. “So beautiful.” He buried his face between her legs and inhaled her musky scent, and that turned her on even more. “You want to come on my tongue?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Oh, God, Viking… yes.”

That wicked mouth lowered again and Iris shut her eyes. He already knew exactly what to do to her, knew how to make her crazy. He lapped at her with long and hard strokes, holding her open with his thumbs to reach every part of her most sensitive, secret flesh. When he trapped her sweet little bud between his lips, she gave a low cry and covered her mouth when she remembered the bar full of MC guys and patrons just down the hall.

“You going to scream?” he asked.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“Then you scream my name.” His tongue pressed on her clit again and she started to lose her mind. “You hear me?”

“Viking…” She arched into his hands, her release starting deep in her belly already.

“Louder.” He lazily circled her taut bundle, spreading her arousal around and around. “I want my name in your mouth when you come in mine.”

His words had an amazing effect on her: it was as if he’d plunged his cock inside her body in a hard, demanding stroke. Shefelthis words as sure as she felt his hands and mouth, and her whole body convulsed as she came with a strangled scream.

“Viking!” Iris gripped the cushions beneath her, her body reaching for the ceiling as she tried to get even closer to him. “Viking!”

Viking was shocked at how fast it had happened, and he kept his eyes fixed on her face as she rode the white-hot sensations. Her body was shaking under his hands, her pussy was wetter and hotter and sweeter than he’d ever seen or tasted it. She called his name again and again, and it was like it was torn from somewhere deep inside her, someplace that had never before seen the light of day. She was completely abandoned, she was gone from her body and all Viking wanted to do was watch her like this forever.

Iris collapsed suddenly, just went limp and silent, and he quickly moved up her body.

“Iris?”

She turned her head and moaned.

“Hey, baby?” He stroked her hair. “Come on back to me, OK?”

Her eyes fluttered open slowly and she stared at him. He smiled down at her, and when he kissed her, Iris tasted herself on his lips. She moaned again.

“You’re trying to kill me,” she said weakly. “Aren’t you?”

He laughed. “No way, baby. I’m not killing you before tonight.”

“So you’re planning on killing me tonight?”

He pulled her to a sitting position and took her in his arms. “Can you think of a better way to go?”

“Ummm. Maybe not.” She took a deep breath. “God, that was…amazing.”

“Yeah?” He pushed her tumbled hair back. “You OK?”

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