Rust or Ride – Lost Kings MC Read Online Autumn Jones Lake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 142728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
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“Bed. Now.” I push open the shower door so hard it hits the wall with a clang. Emily clings to my arm, following behind me, both of us dripping water everywhere.

I toss her on the bed, and she lands with a little bounce and scoots back until she’s up against the pillows. With her feet against the comforter and legs spread, she’s way too tempting. I all but dive at her, fastening my mouth over her clit and sucking hard.

“Oh, fuck!” she screams and clutches the comforter, balling it up in her hands.

“In a minute,” I mumble against her soft, slippery flesh.

She lets out these sharp little sounds, somewhere between gasps and hysterical laughter.

Her hips shoot off the bed and I clamp my hands around her thighs, holding her down.

“Dex. Oh fuck.” She writhes and thrashes as much as my grip allows. “Please, please, let me come.”

I growl a sound I hope she interprets as yes, please come on my face, right now. I can’t take my mouth off of her to say the actual words, though.

“Oh, oh, oh. Right there!’

I flick my tongue against her clit again and again.

“That’s good, that’s good,” she whispers, her body relaxing against the bed.

She curls her hands around my neck and gently tugs. “Come kiss me,” she whispers.

“Happily.” I kiss my way up her body, stopping to tickle her belly button with my tongue and to kiss and suck the soft skin of her hips, where I’m almost positive my rough, grasping fingers left bruises.

My hands palm her breasts. Fuck, they fit perfectly. I swipe my thumbs over her hard nipples, lightly pinching the tips until she moans, “Please.”

She tilts her head back, offering her neck. I slide my tongue over the long column of her throat. Drop kisses along her jawline, and finally take her mouth.

“Mmm,” she moans against my lips.

The mattress dips and shifts as she lifts her legs, wrapping them around my waist. Again, my bare cock’s rubbing up against her slick pussy.

“Em, look at me.”

Her eyelids flutter open.

I flex my hips, slipping inside a fraction. “I’m good, I swear.”

Her eyes widen as what I’m saying sinks in. “Me too.”

“I haven’t gone bare with anyone…without a condom since…” My voice chokes off.

Not since—

No. Not going there now. No.

Emily. Emily. Emily.

“I’m right here.” Emily runs her fingers through my hair, pushing it back and out of my face. “And neither have I.”

I groan, the pleasure so intense it borders on pain as I slide all the way without stopping. My breathing freezes. Fuck. I haven’t been this close to blowing my load this fast since I was a teenager. I don’t dare move, waiting until I gather some control.

“Dex?” She lifts her hips, the friction pushing me to the edge again.

“Don’t move,” I groan. “Don’t you dare fucking move.”

She moans in my ear, which is almost fucking worse. Those sexy damn noises she makes are like feathers stroking over my back, right down to my balls.

I slide my hand between us, pinching her clit. Her body jerks. I flatten my fingers, rubbing in slow, exaggerated circles. Her breathing picks up, warm puffs of air hitting my cheek in short bursts. I drop my forehead and she lifts her head to softly rub her nose against mine.

Suddenly, coming isn’t the only thing I’m in danger of doing too soon.

As if she hears the words beating in my chest, she opens her eyes and stares into mine.

“I love you,” I whisper.

Her inner muscles lock up around me and my vision swims. Then she presses her hands to the sides of my face, and slowly slides her tongue along my bottom lip.

I open to kiss her again, but she touches her lips to mine, stopping me. “I love you too.” She breathes the words against my parted lips as if she’s trying to send them into my soul.

For a few seconds neither of us move.

One of her feet slips against the back of my thigh and she moans as she lifts it in the air. I push forward again.

Her eyes squeeze shut and she lifts her other leg higher. “Dex,” she whispers.

“You close to going off again, firecracker?” I press my lips to the side of her neck.

“Yes, so close. And I’d love that big cock of yours to join the party.” She bucks her hips.

I growl, sinking my teeth into a sensitive spot below her ear.

She moans and lifts her arms over her head, lacing her fingers together and pressing her breasts into my chest. Something about the way her back arches and the vulnerability of the position triggers a primal part of me I haven’t made contact with in years—if ever. I clamp one hand over her wrists, pinning her in place.

Excitement sparks in her eyes.

I skim my other hand down her side, gripping her hip. Then, hooking my forearm under her thigh, I spread her open wider. I slowly pull back, then thrust in hard.


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