Mercy (Redemption Reigns MC Book 4) by Juli Valenti

Mercy (Redemption Reigns MC Book 4) by Juli Valenti

Author:Juli Valenti [Valenti, Juli]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Juli Valenti
Published: 2020-08-16T18:30:00+00:00


11

Chapter Eleven

Mercy had expected Tonka to fall atop her as her back hit the mattress, but he didn’t. Instead he moved calmly toward her boots, and slowly unzipped one, then the other, letting them loudly clatter to the floor. Her socks followed, and his hands replaced the material, gliding over her.

“Fuck me,” he groaned in reverence, his hand moving to his jeans and unbuttoning the top button. Mercy couldn’t help but stare. He was sex on a stick standing at the foot of the bed, shirtless, the trail of hair across his chest and stomach stark against his tan. The bulge in his tight pants was evidence of his arousal to her, and she squirmed, fighting to let his hands explore her feet, her legs.

She watched as he removed his own boots, making quick work of taking them off and tossing them aside. Before she could blink, he was finally above her, his mouth taking hers with fervor. He kissed her like a drowning man and she was oxygen, and it wasn’t enough. Mercy craved this man, as he did her, and she voiced her frustration.

“Patience, Mercedes,” he told her, surprising her with the use of her full name. Usually she hated hearing it, would’ve corrected anyone else, but the way her given name rolled off his tongue was something else. It was sensual, admiring, needing… everything.

Moaning as his hands trailed her bare skin, she arched into him, cursing that she hadn’t ripped her borrowed shorts off. To her, they were an abomination, never to be worn again. Cursed, as they kept her from what she wanted, and with his weight atop her, she couldn’t get leverage to take them off. She’d never wanted to wear them in the first place, now she was definitely going to burn them.

“I want you,” she whispered, knowing he already knew it but needing it to be said. And it was the truth - she wanted Tonka like she’d never wanted anyone else. Fire burned her core, hot and wet between her legs. Her nipples were almost painfully hard, begging for attention. Everywhere his hands glided only ignited that fire more.

Tonka shifted, moving from the kisses he was placing on her lips, her chin, to her neck, before moving lower. His mouth took one of her nipples into his mouth, his hand caressing the other, kneading her skin. His grip was rough, hard, matching his erection she’d felt through the coarseness of his jeans. Come to think of it, she was going to set those on fire, too, if she ever got him out of them.

Her fervor surprised her. She was usually a patient lover, not that she was all that experienced. Mercy could count on one hand the amount of men she’d been with, having been super picky about the men she allowed in her bed and in her pants. And yet, none of those men had ever made her feel so… desperate.

She allowed her hands to grip into Tonka’s hair as his lips moved lower, his tongue tracing a line down her stomach.



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