Riding Darkness (Back Down Devil MC #4.5)(13)

When Ares started to clamp down on her nipple, Brooke reached forward again to touch Ares. One hand pulled at a pocket while the other touched between his legs. She felt something wildly big and hard.

Holyf*ckinghell…

Ares opened his mouth and kissed up Brooke’s chest. He sampled her neck and went right for her mouth. When his lips touched hers, Brooke groaned. When his tongue darted into her mouth, she lost her breath. That’s when Ares guided her back to the bed. She fell, sitting now eye level with his pants. She reached out and touched.

“Not yet,” Ares said. “I’ll let you know when I want my cock taken care of.” Ares stroked along Brooke’s lips. “First, I’m going to loosen up that tight *. Get on your back and put your feet on the bed.”

Brooke had never succumbed to a man before like this. Everything had always been so plain and simple. Clothes off. Fuck. Finish. Nothing more. But Ares was commanding. He was powerful and bold. And Brooke couldn’t say no to him. She couldn’t imagine stopping him either. Her inner desires craved this… and more.

Brooke kept herself on her elbows, her palms face down, fingers gripping the sheets. Ares reached forward and ran his fingers down her breasts again. When he touched her, tingling pulses shot down her belly to her sex. She was so turned on that she felt she could come from Ares just touching her breasts. In fact, she was so f*cking wet, she was already close.

Ares kept going though, his large hands running down her belly and body. One hand moved between her legs and pressed against her thong. The cloth was sopping wet and served no purpose right now. Ares made that very clear when he ripped at her thong, forcing it off her body.

The panties hit the floor and Brooke was completely naked now. Ares took Brooke by the ankles and guided her feet back to the bed. His fingers trailed up to her knees and then he spread her legs wide open.

“What a f*cking beautiful sight,” Ares said. “I’m going to touch you and make you scream for more. I’m going to make you come so hard with my fingers you’ll beg for my cock.”

“I want it right now,” Brooke said, feeling breathless.

“You’ll get it when I feel like f*cking giving it,” Ares said.

His right hand slid down Brooke’s leg. She watched with impatient eyes and a racing heart.

Ares started with just one finger. He touched her silky folds and turned his finger, gently opening her and thrusting his finger in.

It felt so good. The instant pleasure tingled everywhere.

Ares pulled and pushed his finger, his other hand gripping her other tight. His hand moved up and stayed just inches from her sex. Brooke’s body battled with what sensations to appreciate more. And that’s when Ares added a second finger.

The pressure increased and Brooke groaned. She rocked her hips, wanting more. When Ares twisted his fingers and slammed in harder, the sound of wetness echoed in the room. Brooke cried out and started to lift her ass off the bed. She rocked harder, working with Ares’s amazing fingers.

Then, as fast as he started, he stopped.

He pulled his fingers from Brooke and placed them to her smooth mound. He then rubbed his fingers back and forth, spreading Brooke’s own wetness on her body. He then used his thumb and sought out Brooke’s clit. He pressed and rubbed, making tiny circles, making it damn near impossible for Brooke to make a sound.

“Almost ready,” Ares said. “Make sure you’re nice and wet.”

“What the f*ck…,” Brooke growled. “What the f*ck do you want to feel…”

Ares came toward the bed. His legs touched the sides and he took his hand from Brooke’s inner leg and reached for her face. He touched her cheek and came down at her.

Brooke gasped for air.

Ares was just inches away.

“I want to feel you come all over my fingers,” Ares said.

Brooke opened her mouth, desperate to say something seductive. But her words were stolen when she felt Ares’s finger enter her again. Then came his second finger. And then… a third finger.

Brooke felt herself stretching and her need racing toward a climax. Her hips were uncontrollable as she thrust at Ares, wanting more. She could feel just how deep his fingers were and when she looked down to see it, it finally made her able to cry out.

“I’m… there…”

“Say it louder,” Ares said.

“Fuck, I’m there. I’m…” Brooke reached with her hands and found the edges of Ares’s leather cut. She pulled and lifted herself off the bed. It gave her body more movement, able to match the wild speed of Ares’s fingers slamming in and out of her precious body. “I’m coming…”

Those were the last words Brooke could find. Her head fell back and her mouth fell open. What came out were a series of cut off groans, cries, and whimpers as her body throbbed and she came. When she stopped moving, Ares didn’t. He kept pounding at her with his fingers, leaving the pleasure rolling through her body.

Brooke couldn’t stop coming.

When Ares finally pulled his fingers from Brooke’s body, she released her hold on his leather cut and fell to the bed. Brooke was already out of breath, sweating, desperate for air. And that was before Ares even f*cked her.





ten.



Ares stared at Brooke’s glistening, silky sex as she lay on the bed gasping for air. She hurried to grip the sheets again and stared at him with wide eyes. It made Ares grin, even for a second. Brooke had never felt this kind of pleasure before, and she never would outside this bedroom again.