Smoke and Steel (Wild West MC #2) Read Online Kristen Ashley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Chick Lit, Contemporary, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wild West MC Series by Kristen Ashley
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Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 126840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
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“Okay then, thank you for that too.”

“Shut up.” That came through a chuckle. “See you in a few.”

“Yeah, see you.”

Core was head and shoulders to my headboard, the rest of him slouched in my bed, and I was sitting on his big dick.

But I wasn’t allowed to move, by Core’s verbal command and the fact he had both hands clamped to the juncture of my thighs, holding me filled full of him.

It was excruciating, partly because his big dick felt good inside, but mostly because he also had a thumb to my clit, his beautiful eyes were on me, and both were doing things to me that made me need to move.

“Honey,” I begged.

His voice was deeper, rougher, amazing-er when he replied, “Unh-unh, baby, be good.”

I’d never been told to “be good” by a man.

It was torture.

And it fucking rocked.

I could feel my pussy rippling against his cock, he could too, which was why he sunk his teeth in his lip.

That was so sexy, with all the rest, I was done.

I didn’t know how he knew it, but he did.

Which was why he grunted, “Pop.”

Given permission, immediately, I started bouncing uncontrollably as I exploded magnificently.

He gave me that for a few strokes and then he pulled me off his dick, put me on knees, positioned behind me, placed a hand in the middle of my back and pressed me down to genuflecting in front of him.

And it was definitely genuflecting, and coming at the same time being on offer for him absolutely rocked too.

He claimed my hips in both hands and drove in.

I bucked back, still coming.

He squeezed my ass cheeks, growling, “Fuck, this beautiful ass. Been wanting this ass in my hands for fucking weeks.”

He then shoved his thumb inside.

No one had ever done that to me.

It felt great, having him inside both places.

I whimpered, shifting up to my hands so I could put more power into surging back into his dick.

“Down,” he ordered.

I dropped down.

“Good, baby.”

Oh God.

He stroked my cunt and my ass and I wasn’t certain what was happening to me.

I’d orgasmed but now…

Now, it was so big, coming back again so fast, it was too much.

“Core.”

He smacked my ass with his free hand.

No one had done that to me before either.

The sweet sting, his big dick, his dominance.

I came undone.

“Baby, baby, baby,” I panted, coming and coming, and oh my fucking God, coming.

He slid his thumb out, clasped my hips again and slammed me into his cock.

“Milk me with that pussy, fuck yeah,” he groaned, thrust in and grunted repeatedly, loudly, unashamedly, uninhibitedly.

He was a man coming hard, and he didn’t care if every neighbor I had knew it.

I loved that sound so much, I felt every muscle between my legs contract tightly listening to it, feeling it, and he grunted again, gripped my ass hard, and growled, “Yeah, baby.”

He took me through his orgasm and he took me while we both came down.

Then he slid out, gently rolled me to my back and lowered his weight to me.

With the back of his fingers, he pulled the hair out of my face.

“All right?” he asked.

“Yes,” I puffed out.

In a hazy way, I saw him grin.

“You’re a goddamn knockout lay.”

“I aim to please.”

“Your pussy does shit I’ve never felt in my life. It fuckin’ rocks.”

“My pussy thanks you for the compliment.”

His body shook with laughter, he touched his mouth to mine, slid his lips to my ear and said, “Back in a sec.”

He rolled off me, yanked the covers from under me and twitched them over me.

I turned to my side and curled up, watching the bathroom doorway so I didn’t miss him returning.

He came to the side of the bed this time, lifted the covers and slid in beside me.

He tangled our legs and held me in his arms.

“I’m glad you came over,” I said.

“I didn’t miss that,” he teased.

I shoved my face in his throat and smiled.

“Gonna see to Nanook in a sec and shut the house down. You ready to sleep?”

I couldn’t move, so it wasn’t like I was ready, it was that I wasn’t good for anything else.

Still, sleep was necessary to any living being, and he’d been up super early.

So I said, “Yes.”

“Right,” he muttered, kissed the top of my head and slid out of bed again.

It wasn’t long before he came back, and I not only got him, but heard Nanook’s doggie groan as he settled in on the floor on Core’s side.

“I love that sound,” I told him, cuddling into him front to front.

“What sound?”

“A dog settling in close.”

He tightened his arms around me, and for some reason, he did this super strong.

It took him a second to relax.

When I felt him settle in, I mumbled, “’Night, Mr. Cutler.”

His body shook again with soft laughter before he replied, “’Night, Moynihan.”

I pressed closer and not long later, I fell asleep.


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