Free Chance Encounter (God's Reapers MC Book 1) by Kara Parker Page B

deeply. Olivia felt her body begin to grind against David’s. She could feel his erection through his pants, and he moaned when she brushed against it.
     
    He relaxed his grip and pulled away from her, grabbing her shirt, pulling it over her head, throwing it somewhere in the room. He began to kiss her neck—biting, sucking, and licking his way down and over her shoulder. Olivia’s skin felt like it was on fire; his every touch was so pleasurable. His hands and legs and mouth were all working together so well that it was almost unbearable.
     
    Olivia gasped for breath and pulled away from him, but he wasn't ready to let her go. His hand was on the back of her neck, and he pulled her close to him and whispered, “I want you,” as his other hands worked its way underneath her panties and began to stroke her lightly.
     
    “Yes,” she answered breathlessly, as she closed her eyes and leaned into his feathery light touch between her legs. He shifted in his seat and gently pushed Olivia down until she was on her back on the couch looking up at him. He pulled at her panties, pulling them down over her hips, knees, and ankles—until she was finally free of them.
     
    He was between her knees, looking at her. “You look beautiful,” he said as he undid his belt and then the button on his trousers. Standing, he removed them and his boxers. He stood before her, fully erect. Olivia reached out with one hand and grazed her fingers over his member, feeling it twitch from her touch as he closed his eyes and sighed.
     
    Then, he reached out and stopped her hand, looking down at her he said, “I want to see you touch yourself. I know you want to. I know your body aches for it, so just reach down and touch yourself.”
     
    He was right her body was aching to be touched. She was wet and desperate for any sort of touch and so she trailed her right hand down over her breast and down her stomach and then down even farther. Her practiced fingers slipping easily between her folds. Her fingers found that spot inside of her that longed to be touch, and she rubbed it in gentle circles, feeling her orgasm build up quickly inside of her. She was too self-conscious to look at David, too nervous and worried about what she would see on her face, but as her moans grew louder, she glanced up at him. David was staring at her intently. His erection was even harder than it had been before. His eyes met hers, and he said, “Keep going.” She wasn’t sure how much more she could go; she was close, so close. She was nearing the tipping point, and she couldn’t quiet her moans or cries any longer.
     
    “Stop,” David said, and she did. She gasped for breath and took her hand away even while her body was screaming for more. She was still on her back, looking up at him, unsure what going to happen next. “Turn over,” he said. Olivia swallowed and then sat up before turning over until she was on her hands and knees. She heard David settle in behind her and then gasped as he plunged two fingers into her. She couldn’t help as her body wriggled against him, desperate for contact.
     
    It was a second later that she felt his penis at her entrance. His left hand was resting on the small of her back, his other on her hip as he pushed himself inside of her and Olivia gasped at the sensation. She could feel all of him inside of her. She could feel every inch of him against her inner walls, and she shuddered as he began to move back and forth, thrusting himself into her and then pulling all the way out.
     
    His touched picked up right where hers had stopped, and Olivia moaned as her body rocked with his. His member was touching her in just the right place. Every stroke was like a touch of fire against her, sparking her nerves and making her want him even more. She pushed back against him and heard him moan in response.
     
    “Yes,” she whispered. She was so close to finishing, so close to orgasm, and at that moment, she needed it more than