Free Havoc (Los Desperados MC) by Kara Parker

me.
     
    Finally the shower curtain was pulled aside and there was Julian undressed and standing before me. He was just as hot without his clothes as I had imagined. His chest was taut and he had a clear-cut six-pack that led down to a sizable cock hanging between his well-muscled legs.
     
    I felt like I should cover myself up, that I should have hid from him, shied away. But that wasn’t what I wanted and I had never played the wilting violet in my life. He stepped into the shower and I stepped back so he could get under the spray. I watched as the warm water slid down his body, slipping between his muscles and over his tattoos.
     
    He leaned down and kissed me, surprisingly gentle and chaste.  He just pressed his lips against mine and when he pulled away I felt myself drawn to him. He looked at me and then leaned down to kiss me again, but this time he let his tongue slip into my mouth and the kiss was longer. As we kissed he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. I was on my tiptoes and pressed up against him as he crushed me tighter in his strong arms.
     
    I traced my hands over his shoulders and felt the strength in them. He gripped me tighter, his hands around my body and my breasts pressed against his chest. The water was running over us and between us. He stopped kissing me and took my chin in his hand and looked at me for a moment before he leaned over and began to kiss my neck. He kissed and nibbled from neck to shoulder and then back; he would stop on occasion to trace my skin with his tongue and I couldn’t help but cry out. Then he bit gently right at the nape of my neck and I tangled my hands in his hair and cried out his name.
     
    He found my mouth again and kissed me even harder. I bit on his lower lip and he growled in response as I pushed my tongue into his mouth where it mingled with his. I pressed my body against him and felt his erection on my stomach. I moved myself against him and he moaned as his hands moved down my back until they were on my ass and he squeezed me hard. I gasped and leaned against him for balance.
     
    He let go of my ass and then his hands were on my breasts. He massaged them as I threw back my head in pleasure. He was teasing my nipple, stroking it with his thumb until it was pert from his attention and then he pinched it. I gasped as his other hand massaged my other breast and I brought my hands up to his chest and ran them through his hair.
     
    And then I couldn’t help it. I could feel his erection pressed against my body. I reached down and gently, so softly, stroked it with my hand. I ran my fingers up and down his shaft and then I wrapped my hand around the head and gently ran it through all my fingers up and down over and over again.
     
    I looked up and his eyes were closed and he put his hand on my breast and squeezed as he moaned my name. “Daniela,” he said, and then his mouth was crushed against mine as he kissed me with such passion that my feet were literally picked up off the floor. He had wrapped his arms around me and was lifting me up as if I weighed nothing. He put me down and began to kiss my neck and his fingers traced their way from my breast down to my belly and then lower.
     
    With his knee, he spread my legs apart and then he began to stroke between my legs, without entering me. He was teasing me. I wanted him so badly, but he wasn’t giving me what I wanted. I moved my hips against him, pushing against his hand, but still he teased me with a touch that was so feather light it was almost nothing.
     
    “Julian,” I whispered, pulling his head down to kiss him. I pushed myself against him, but he pulled back. “Please, Julian,” I whispered and then he smiled and slipped two fingers inside of me and I arched my back and moaned out his name.
     
    He started with long and gentle strokes than ran up and down my center making me moan with every movement. His fingers were stroking over that spot inside of me. I was aching for him; I was