RIDING DIRTY (Steel Titans MC Book 4) by Franca Storm (ebook voice reader .txt) 📕

fisted my hands in the sheets as he drove me out of my mind, evoking sensations that I’d never felt before. “Slade,” I moaned.

He growled, then thrust his tongue inside me, fucking my ass with it.

“Yes! More! More!”

His fingers dug into my ass and his tongue left me.

He shifted his weight and I mewled as I felt his cock rimming me. “Ready?” he asked, his voice hoarse and so so needy, reflecting just how I felt.

“Yes,” I told him, then hung my head in submission. In that moment, I didn’t care about my begging, about the balance of power between us, none of that. All I wanted, all I needed was to feel him fuck me with that big, thick monster cock of his. I was out of my mind with the thought of it alone.

Moisture seeped into my ass and I moaned at the sensation, realizing he was applying lube.

And then it happened.

The head of his cock breached me.

“Push back against me,” he breathed in my ear, as he slid his hand under me and played with my clit, rubbing rough and wild, and making my body vibrate with the intensity.

I followed his lead and eased back, working hard to relax, and to accept the invasion.

Inch by inch, I felt his cock easing deeper inside me. I gritted my teeth at the initial burn.

A pinch to my clit had me coming suddenly.

I’d been so worked up for so long that I just snapped, pleasure surging through me.

Slade took advantage of it and drove the rest of the way inside my ass.

That just sparked another flood of pleasure and as he began sawing in and out of me, I lost it, slamming back against him, forcing him deeper, harder.

“Jesus,” he growled, one hand grasping my hip hard and the other fisting in my hair and jerking my head back. “Look at me as I fuck your sweet ass.”

Our eyes met and the dirty look in his as he reamed my ass with his cock, driving me out of my mind, and owning me so completely, had another orgasm slamming into me.

“Fuck,” he grunted as I bucked wildly on his cock.

He grabbed my waist and shifted us into a sitting position, his arms wrapped tightly around me as I sat on his cock. He rolled his hips, driving even deeper inside me. One of his hands drifted down to my pussy. I tried to push it away, my clit being so oversensitive from my recent orgasms, but he wouldn’t let me.

He wrapped his free arm around me, holding me captive against him. “Relax and take it,” he breathed in my ear. “Feel my fingers teasing your dripping wet pussy. Feel my big, fat cock stretching your tight little ass wide, before I fill it with my hot cum.”

“God, yes,” I cried, throwing my head back against his chest, as he picked up his pace, fucking me hard, wild, and mercilessly.

Suddenly, he thrust three fingers into my pussy, shocking me.

It sparked another orgasm, making me scream out at the top of my lungs and shudder wildly in his arms.

He grunted, stilling, just before I felt him come in my ass.

He collapsed back on the bed, taking me with him. “Damn,” he said, brushing my sweat-drenched hair out of the way to take in the blissed-out look all over my face.

“Down and dirty really works for us.”

He chuckled, knowing just as well as I did, that even that was a hell of an understatement.

Although a lot was changing for the both of us, I couldn’t imagine that going that route.

Neither of us would let it.

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~Slade~

 

“HE WEREN’T THERE?”

“No,” Van confirmed, shifting in one of the chairs in front of my desk, looking real uncomfortable just talking about it. “That’s why I couldn’t get through to him on the phone. There’s no way he would’ve passed up the chance to give me shit. He’s not at the helm of the company right now. Apparently, he’s sick, holed up at some safehouse getting round-the-clock care. Don’t know the details. What I do know is that his second is now running the show.” He scrubbed his hand over his face. “That slimy piece of shit, Noah Powell.”

“Did you see her?” Cole asked.

“Nah,” Van said, shaking his head. “Bree wasn’t around. There was a real expensive wedding ring on Powell’s finger though. He made damn sure I noticed it.”

“I’m sorry, brother,” Cole said.

Mason folded his arms across his chest, telling him, “It’s best she wasn’t there. Easier.”

“None of it is ever going to be easy,” Van murmured.

I never thought it would be for him. He’d tried, but he just couldn’t shake Brianna Rockford. She had a hell of a hold on him and she’d burned him real bad. She’d let her old man rule her and broken things off with Van in favor of marrying Powell via some fucked-up arranged marriage shit Tony had pushed on her.

Van straightened in his chair, getting back down to business, and telling us, “The good news is, Powell’s pissed at Freeman’s plan. Actually, he’s really fucking insulted by it, and he’s going to work with us not only to push back Freeman and his guys, but to take him the hell down too.”

“Jeez, that’s some major hatred,” Liam commented.

“Yeah, well, these guys don’t take well to being insulted, to some little upstart thinking he can come in and take what they’ve spent years building. Especially with Powell, who licked Tony’s boots for an age, before he was finally given some power. He’s also going to reach out to his contacts and try to get some intel on that commander that Willa wants to bend to our way of thinking.”

“That could take a long time,” Liam pointed out. “They don’t exactly run in the same circles.”

“I’m working on decrypting Nolan’s files,” Mason told us.

“I could go down there and beat it out of him,” Tank offered.

“No one is touching Nolan all the while he’s at his stronghold,” Liam said. He