Blood & Bones – Whip (Blood Fury MC #11) Read Online Jeanne St. James

Categories Genre: Biker, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Blood Fury MC Series by Jeanne St. James
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Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 125531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 628(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
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In fact, after he and Billie had decided to go their separate ways, he’d only went down on one other woman who had been invited to party with the club one night. She had been hot, about his age and wasn’t a patch whore trying to bang every Fury member that night. That was a fucking plus.

But he shouldn’t be thinking about any other woman than Fallon right now. She was so fucking different from any other woman he’d been with and it would be wrong to compare her to anyone else.

He reached under her and cupped her tits, using the rough pads of his thumbs to brush over tightly budded tips as he squeezed and kneaded.

Her groan vibrated around his dick, making it flex in her mouth.

Pulling her nipples, he stretched them as far as he could, making Fallon grind down even harder to the point he was now struggling to breathe. But fuck if he was going to stop her.

Goddamn heaven. That was what this was.

This woman got wet. She was so into it, he didn’t want to discourage her in any way. If she wanted to smother him to death… He was ready to order a headstone.

Here lies Tyler “Whip” Byrne. Died with a shiny smile.

He released one of her tits and threaded his fingers through her hair. His fantasy had been to have her on her knees at his feet while he fisted her hair and she sucked his dick, but this was just as good. Maybe even better.

He gripped her hair even tighter when she scraped her nails lightly along his balls and up his throbbing length while she circled the head with her tongue and sucked the tip.

Jesus fuck.

His balls were tight. The urge to come strong. And as much as he wanted to blow in her mouth, he couldn’t let that happen.

Not this time.

He hoped to fuck there was a next time. She’d probably be in town for a week. While she was, he wanted more time with her than only tonight. That meant his game and his techniques had to be on point. And shooting his load down her throat first thing might not leave a good impression.

He tipped his head back enough so he could suck in much-needed air and ask, “Gonna come soon?”

For fuck’s sake, say yes.

Her mouth paused. “Are you?”

“Yeah, but don’t wanna come yet. Wanna be inside you when I do.”

Just the thought of coming deep inside her took him closer to that edge. He needed to think about something else. Like… Punctured oil pans and flat tires.

“Me, too.”

When he tugged on her hair, she sat up, once again planting her hands on his thighs and taking some of her weight off his face.

“But also want you to come all over my tongue, so…”

“I can do that,” she breathed.

He liked her team mindset.

He nipped her ass cheek, making her jerk. “Then get on it.”

She glanced over her shoulder again. “You get on it. I’m sitting on your face, which means I’m just the rider and you’re the ride operator.”

“Then make sure to listen to my safety instructions so we can get this ride movin’.”

Amusement filled her eyes. “I’m all ears.”

He released her hair and slipped his hand from the front of her, grabbed her hand and put it where his had been. “Touch yourself.”

He left her hand there, used his to separate her cheeks again and he dove in face first. Giving her pussy no mercy, he drove his tongue deep, scraped his teeth along her swollen flesh and sucked her to the point she cried out.

He did not let up.

He circled her puckered hole with his tongue twice, then gave it a flick before returning to her sweet spot. Within a minute, she was riding his face the same way she would a runaway horse while playing with her own clit, filling up the room with her hot as fuck noises, smothering him to the point he had to slap her ass when he needed to take a breath.

He thanked the orgasm gods when she finally got there. Coming all over his tongue and his lips, driving herself down even more as a climax ripped through her.

When it was over, she rose onto her knees enough to let him breathe but didn’t pull away. Her legs trembled, her fingertips dug into his thighs and her panting filled the room.

Fuck yeah.

He lifted his head so he could lick her lazily and collect her sweet tang on his tongue as she continued to quiver from her climax.

As much as he wanted to flip her over and drive his dick deep to chase that same result, he had to give himself a few moments since he was ready to lose his shit. His dick was a rocket primed for launch. If he came as soon as he slid into her, he would throw his own ass out the door and never come back.


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