Hail No Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Hail Raisers #1)

Categories Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Hail Raisers Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 80176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
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“We’re leaving.” I told her, breathless from the kiss. “You fuckin’ kill me.”

She gasped when I ground against her once more before pulling away.

“What brought this on?” she breathed heavily, pressing the sherbet cup to her chest and drawing it along the tops of both breasts.

I watched her, and then grinned.

“Get on my bike.”

I was glad that the truck was switched out for my bike. The idea of her pressing up against me was highly appealing.

Chapter 25

I think the heat index is somewhere between OMG and WTF.

-Texas Facts

Kennedy

I’ll never, ever, ever look at a cup of sherbet without thinking about the last three hours ever again.

No, not after what Evander had just done to me.

At first, I hadn’t realized just how little Evander was in control until we got to the stoplight right outside of the restaurant.

I’d innocently started stroking his abs, burying my face in between his shoulder blades.

I loved his motorcycle. I’d also begged him to go get it before dinner, thinking that after we were done eating, we could go for a ride.

And that’d been my every intention, but the moment we’d left the restaurant, I knew that Evander had no intention of going anywhere but home.

Why?

Because I could practically feel the sexual tension leeching off of him.

Thinking to soothe that burn in him, as well as me, I’d slid my hand up and under his shirt, allowing the nails of one hand to trail down over his abs.

It’d been almost innocent, but the surprising reaction from him had set me back on my ass. Or would have had he not held onto my hair.

At first, I thought he was only going to return the loving gesture, but then he’d surprised me by shooting his hand out and grabbing hold of my hair, roughly bringing my mouth down to his in a kiss that went on so long that the people in the car behind us had to honk to let us know that the light had turned green.

After he’d let me go, he’d pulled through the intersection just in time for it to turn yellow, causing all four of the cars behind us to miss the light.

I’d giggled, dropping my head to his shoulder, and he’d latched onto my knee with one hand and held on for the duration of the ride.

Once we’d arrived at his house, he pulled the bike into the car port beside the side door.

I could hear Gertie barking to be let out the moment he shut the motor off, and just as I moved to dismount, he growled something.

I felt my body moving and found myself sitting on the gas tank in front of him.

Then my shirt was ripped off over my head, and my bra was being yanked down.

The next thing to happen was his mouth finding the sensitive peak of my nipple as he sucked it inside his hot mouth. My eyes rolled back in my head, and my back arched, urging him to take more of me.

Which he did, sucking my nipple into his mouth completely and giving it a few hard tugs.

My hands went to his hair as I searched for something to hold onto.

And then he bit down.

It wasn’t too hard, but it was enough to have my pussy spasming as desire shot through my body.

“Oh, God,” I breathed out shakily.

All of that from just a little nipple play.

Though, sitting on the back of his bike, pressed in close to him while his bike vibrated beneath me was likely also a contributing factor.

Whatever the reason, I was so gone for him that I didn’t realize he was pulling his zipper down until I felt him wrap my hand around his hard cock.

I clenched onto him, automatically starting to work his cock in time to his sucks on my nipple.

The abrasive rasp of his beard against the sensitive flesh was also really doing it for me. The entire situation, right down to his hauling me around bodily to the front of his bike, was so much of a turn on that I didn’t realize I was only moments away from an orgasm until I was already falling over the edge.

It was enough to steal my breath.

“Fuck me,” he growled. “You just came?”

I blinked open my eyes, unaware that I’d stopped working his cock, and nodded.

“Fuck yeah,” he growled.

Then I found myself standing beside the bike.

“Take off your jeans.”

I didn’t hesitate.

I only shoved them down over my hips—without unbuttoning them, might I add—and kicked off my tennis shoes all in the same moment.

Before I could ask him what was next, he picked me back up around the waist, this time my back to his front, and he sat me down onto his lap.

His cock was trapped between our bodies, and I began to writhe in his lap in attempt to urge him to hurry.


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