Free Asunder (Iron Bulls MC #1) by Phoenyx Slaughter Page A

thighs, and then skim to my ass.
    He leans forward and whispers against my ear, “You’re wearing panties?” His hot breath fanning over my neck sends a shiver straight to my nipples. Placing my lips against his ear, I whisper back, “Yes, daddy.”
    He groans. His thumbs hook into the string at my hips and tug downward. His dark eyes pin me in their lustful hold. “Take them off,” he orders.
    Even though I’m nervous about all the people in the room, I don’t look away. I shimmy my hips a little and he guides the material down my legs. When he reaches my knees, I bend and take them off the rest of the way. He snatches them out of my hand, stuffing them in his back pocket.
    “Better.”
    His gaze sweeps over me, heating my skin. With the bar at my back and his strong legs squeezing my hips, I’m caged in place. One corner of his mouth lifts in a devious smile and I wonder what I’m in for.
    “Give me that pussy, baby girl,” he orders in a low, rumbling voice.
    As if my body belongs to Dante, my hips tilt forward and my thighs spread. He works his hand between my legs, sliding over my bare pussy. “Mmmm…someone was busy while I was gone.”
    A soft moan leaves my lips and my head drops forward. “Yes.”
    “You let someone touch my pussy?” he asks.
    He’s still stroking over my outer lips. Teasing and exciting me. “No…no. I shaved it myself.”
    He makes a low growly noise of approval, and my pussy throbs in response. “You do that for me?”
    “Yes,” I whisper.
    “Tell me,” he demands.
    Confused, my eyebrows draw down and my eyes search his face for answers. Taking mercy on me, he leans in. “Say ‘yes, daddy, I shaved my pussy for you.”
    A groan tears out of me as one thick finger prods my entrance. “Yes, daddy, I shaved my pussy just for you,” I repeat back in a rush.
    As soon as the words are out, he slides his middle finger inside me. The palm of his hand grinds over my clit and I gasp.
    “Yeah, that’s my good girl. Your hot, tight little cunt is dripping.” Slowly he pumps his finger in and out of me.
    “You want another finger?” he asks.
    I can’t form any words, so I just shake my head.
    “Yeah, you do.” He pulls out and pushes two fingers into my slick channel.
    I gasp; my hands fly to his shoulders, digging in so I don’t collapse on the floor.
    “Open your eyes, baby girl. Otherwise everyone’s gonna know I’m finger-fucking you.”
    It’s not easy, but I manage to open my eyes. Dante’s serious face is almost enough to make me come on the spot. My body relaxes when I glance around the room and realize no one is paying any attention to us. My juices are flowing freely; my thighs are damp and slick.
    “You’re so fucking hot. I couldn’t even look at another woman while I was away. Can’t stand bein’ near any female that ain’t you.” His voice is raw as he admits this and his words push me closer to the edge. Knowing the effect I have on this older, experienced, and extremely sexy man goes straight to my head.
    I wiggle my hips. “That’s right. Ride my fuckin’ fingers. Come on my hand.”
    “I…I…can’t,” I gasp.
    His thumb flicks over my clit and my hips jerk forward. “Yeah, you can. Do what you’re told.”
    My hips rock in time to his thrusting fingers. Letting out a deep, shuddering moan as I come, I fall against his chest. He wraps his arm around me. His other hand slides out from between my legs and reaches around to cup my ass cheek. Lightly, his fingers trace the seam of my ass.
    “I want this ass, baby girl,” he murmurs against my ear.
    The idea of him taking me there scares me and I whimper. His hand slides down my back to cup my other ass cheek. I nuzzle into him harder while he squeezes and plays with my ass.
    “That was fucking hot,” a voice says behind me.
    Harsh laughter rumbles through Dante’s chest, jostling me away from him. My eyes open and I find him genuinely laughing. “Fucker,” he mutters. The guy