Sinful Duo: Lost Angels MC by K.M. Keeton

Author:K.M. Keeton [Keeton, K.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Wait…What am I doing?

They must see the panic in my eyes. Echo rests a hand on my leg and Tank sits on the other side of me before he speaks, “We will take it slow and stop if you ask us to.”

“Promise,” Echo says against my ear but doesn’t stop there. His tongue is warm as it encircles my earlobe before pulling it fully into his mouth, causing me to shiver. His mouth doesn't lose contact as it travels down.

I jerk in surprise when Tank puts a hand on my hip to lean in. Echo pauses at my jerk but doesn’t pull away. Tank waits but when I don't pull away his lips brush against my temple before finding his own path down my neck. I let out a sound of pleasure in the back of my throat. Even so my body stays taut, as tight as a too-tight string, afraid I'd separate just as violently.

I shudder as Tank’s hand brushes confidently against my breast, cupping it in his big hand and rooting until he finds my nipple. It isn’t much of a hunt, they were so erect they ached against the confines of my bra.

The rough hand on the back of my neck and the partnered one at my hip directs me to my hands and knees. I gasp at the harshness of it, and my pussy clenches at the silent order of his fingers that direct my gaze up to meet Tank’s eyes. I never noticed before, but his eyes are the color of a rich smooth bourbon. Comforting, deep, that burns and warms you on the inside. So far perfectly what I know him to be. I watch Tank as he moves to sit on the armrest of my couch, while Echo yanks down my sweat pants and I hear his groan as he discovers I’m panty-less.

When he cups my sex, a hiss bubbles up from my throat, my body arches up, and Tank is there to swallow my reaction in a searing kiss. Echo’s lips are kissing the dimples on either side of my spine as two of his fingers find how embarrassingly wet I already am. Tank is humming in my mouth, and a clever tongue makes me whimper just as much as the fingers inside me that start to move do.

Confident hands slip inside the front of my shirt, pushing my bra down to expose my hanging breasts. My cheeks pink as I imagine myself in this moment, but it’s a fleeting thought as my nipples are grasped between his roughened pads and massaged in a skillful twist. His mouth is hot and allows the echoes of my cries to be consumed as the rhythm of harsher fingers thrust inside of my body, arching, scraping the very sensitive walls deliciously. The sound of my wetness is embarrassing to hear yet with how they moan simultaneously to my response to them makes me feel less unbalanced. I can feel my body move past its initial reservation as I lean into Echo’s touch.

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