Free Badass by Sable Hunter

trap his hand right where she wanted it. Watching her fly apart was the hottest thing he’d ever seen and chastising her for moving her hands never even crossed his mind. All of his fantasies had been right on the money, touching Avery was fuckin’ unbelievable.
    “Thank you, Isaac.” She laid her head on his shoulder so sweetly he couldn’t resist kissing her - long, slow and deep. “May I please you?”
    He only delayed a moment. Tomorrow might hold a world of regret, but having Avery in his arms, safe and sound, was too miraculous to resist. “Get on your knees and undo my pants.”
    The commanding tone wasn’t lost on Avery – she didn’t understand it, but she complied immediately. This was the moment she had been waiting an eternity for. Going to her knees, she tried to hide the fact that her hands were trembling as she unbuckled his belt, and began tugging at the fastening of his jeans. She was too nervous and after failing twice, she rested her head on his knee, too shaken and embarrassed to face him. He would never believe she had any experience or could be what he wanted, if she couldn’t even unbutton his jeans! “I’m not very good at this,” she admitted, shamefully.
    Any other time, Isaac would have used the admission against her, but at this moment denying her was impossible. He had to feel her lips on his cock – his body, heart and soul weren’t giving him a choice. Stroking her cheek, he cajoled. “You are perfect.”
    Glancing at him, she wanted to pinch herself. Was she really here – kneeling at Isaac’s feet? Heavens, he was beautiful. The trademark McCoy good looks were magnified in this brother. He was a deadly combination of ruggedness and masculinity – yet, he possessed a sweet spirit that few men had. Oh, he did everything he knew to hide it – especially from her. But she had watched him with children and animals – how he dealt with his brothers and how he always went out of his way to help people. The Biker bad-boy was an angel who had been rescued from the fall and in her book – he could do no wrong. His face was chiseled with high cheekbones, an angular jaw and eyes so blue she felt like she was gazing at sapphires. And those lips had taken her to the gates of heaven. God, she wanted him so much. What could she say to make him want her back? “Isaac, will you kiss me?”
    Without hesitation, he pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, sliding his lips across hers. Shivers of delight moved over her body. “Your lips are like candy, baby. But what I want to do now is look at you while you love on me. Would you do that for me?” Avery felt her skin go hot. “Damn, you’re sexy when you go all pink and flushed.” He stole another quick kiss, laughing as she rose up, following him, wanting more. “Uh-uh. I need something else, love. You’ve taken me too far – I have to feel your lips on me or I’ll go crazy.”
    Determined to please him, she reached for the button, but this time he helped her – pulling the tab of the zipper down until the firmness of his erection was right in front of her. All she could see was the shape of it, thick and long behind the white of his underwear and a drop of wetness drew her hand. She laid her palm on top of it, molding it, amazed that she could feel his heat. “Oh, Isaac – I want you so much.” At her admission, Isaac groaned audibly.
    They both worked to tug on his pants legs until the jeans were far enough down Avery could make herself at home. Isaac couldn’t take his eyes off her jiggling tits, they moved like a dream and she was excited, there was no missing that fact. Her nipples were hard and swollen, and if he weren’t in such need, he would have pulled her up and sucked some more. God, he never knew he had a breast fetish – but, he guess he did. Or an Avery fetish might be more like it.
    While he was contemplating his needs and desires, Avery surprised him and began unbuttoning his shirt. When he covered her