Free Tease: Mojave Boys MC by Carmen Faye Page B

to be tender, needing to dive into it and devour him. Things could have turned out very differently, and they might never have finished it. She turned her whole body into him, and without thought or care for control, she straddled his lap, her only caution for the bruised side.
     
    Vance fisted his hands in her hair and tilted her head, his tongue tangling with hers as he drank more deeply of her. Maya moaned into his mouth and didn’t hesitate when he reached to draw her shirt off. His hands fell on her breasts, and she sighed, desperate with need for him. As he squeezed and molded them, tweaking her nipples and rolling them between his fingers, Maya threw her head back and reveled in the sensation. She let her body control the situation rather than her mind, not wanting any concerns to take this pleasure away from her.
     
    She rode him sensually, coaxing the erection in his pants to grow longer, harder, and more insistent while her hands traced his body, carefully avoiding the bruise on his side. Instead, she focused on his chest, the lines of his abs that rippled as his breathing grew faster and more labored with his arousal. She kissed his neck and nibbled up the side to his ear, noting a slight bruise just below his earlobe as she suckled at it. He had taken a blow there, one she’d apparently missed, and she was tender as she licked and sucked.
     
    Vance moaned, and he reached around, cupping her ass and shoving her harder against his groin. His shaft so intimately pressed to her center made her purr, her core molten and ready for him, begging to feel him inside. She wanted to coat him in her moisture, and she pulled back, unsnapping his fly. She reached in and drew him out, admiring how firm and smooth he was.
     
    Maya teased at his tip and watched him shiver, his pupils dilating until she couldn’t see his irises. She loved how easily she could turn him on, and she leaned in for a deep, sensuous kiss. She could taste his arousal, smell it in the air, and as he reached for her jeans, she adjusted so he could slide them down her hips. She instantly lowered herself onto him, reveling in the feel of his cock rubbing over her wet folds, a sensation that only heightened her desire and drove her to a frantic need.
     
    As desperate as she was to relieve the unsatisfied sexual tension between them, Vance matched her fervor. He grabbed her hips and drew her down hard, thrusting into her with demand that had her cresting, throwing her head back with a gasp at the high it gave her. She rocked back and forth, drawing out every last bit of pleasure she could from the orgasm before she began to ride him, slowly and with a defined rhythm. She wanted to be in control right now and drive him mad before she let him experience the ultimate ecstasy of release.
     
    He let Maya work at him, and she undulated her hips as she slid up and down his shaft, growing hotter and wetter with each stroke of her inner walls. He was slick from her moisture, and it allowed her to move at any pace, in any direction, without resistance. She came over and over, and rather than thinking her way through each pinnacle, she simply rode it out as the next wave came. She let her body decide what to do and how to feel, and when she felt Vance’s cock twitching with the need to release, she didn’t protest his insistence as he took her hips and drove her down on him, drilling into her fast and hard so she screamed out her delight. Vance grunted several times, and when he came, he spilled with heat and force, bringing Maya to a new height.
     
    She nearly blacked out with her extreme pleasure, and the passion that washed over her was beyond comprehension. She clung to Vance like he was a lifeboat, and he wrapped her in a tight embrace. In that moment, nothing else mattered. Maya could have been content to remain in Vance’s arms forever.
     
    But reality wouldn’t allow that, and slowly, she came back down to earth. She moved off him, hissing a breath as