Dance With The Devil Read Online Joanna Blake (Devil’s Riders #4)

Categories Genre: Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devil's Riders Series by Joanna Blake
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44788 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
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I untied her quickly and pulled her into my arms. I kissed her, wildly relieved when she kissed me back. I briskly rubbed her wrists and then reached down for her ankles. I couldn’t resist burying my head between her legs again .

“No more foreplay !”

I lifted my head up .

“Yes ma’am !”

I gave her what she wanted. What we both wanted. I sank my aching cock deep inside her and let loose .

“Harder !”

I was holding back. I didn’t want to hurt her .

“I can take it, Whiskey! Harder !”

Well, alright then .

I unleashed my lust on her, pounding into her hard and pulling out real slow. It didn’t take long for her to start coming. In fact, it was almost an insta-orgasm. Her body arched off the bed as she bore down on me, squeezing me so hard it almost hurt .

Almost .

I didn’t stand a chance. I let out a roar as I felt my balls tighten up and explode. It felt like lightning shooting up and out of me. I felt electric. Becky was still coming, milking me for all I was worth .

With a grunt I collapsed on top of her. I did my best not to crush her, bracing myself on my forearms. But it was close .

I simply did not have the strength to hold myself up anymore .

I rolled to the side and pulled her against me, my shaft still pressing between her legs. I lay there in awe, staring blankly at the ceiling. I was stunned by the force of my release. I’d never felt anything like it .

“Jesus, Becks. You really know how to take it out of a man .”

She poked my side where she was nestled up against me .

“I guess all that waiting made things more… intense .”

“That’s the understatement of the year .”

“Well, if you want to do that again someday …”

I squeezed her .

“Maybe once in a while. If you want to .”

She made a cute little harumphing sound and I grinned .

“If I want to ?”

I would have laughed at the indignation in her voice if I had the energy. She was so feisty! It was so cute. I decided to play dumb .

“Anything you want , babe .”

“Anything ?”

“I live to serve and satisfy your every desire .”

“Good. Because next time, I’ll be tying you up instead .”

Well, that shut me up. I lay there, feeling supremely satisfied with Becky in my arms. I had my woman. I had my girl. I had a family .

And I’d just agreed to getting tied up .

I was a lucky man .

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Sally

“Y ou really think I should use my old name ?”

Donahue shrugged, his thick shoulder muscles bunching up and relaxing in a way I found absolutely hypnotizing. I sighed. There was no way I would ever get used to this man’s pure physical perfection .

Never, ever , ever .

I didn’t care if we both lived to a hundred and fifty. He was mine and I was his and I would not be bored for a second .

Especially when his shirt was off .

“You could use it as a stage name. The name your mother gave you and the one your husband did .”

I exhaled in wonder. I hadn’t thought about that. It was perfect .

“Diana Donahue. I like it .”

He pressed a quick kiss to my lips. He was always doing that. Always kissing or finding excuses to touch me throughout the day .

He made me feel so loved .

Safe. Protected . Home .

Not to mention cherished and desired .

“So do I. You tell me what you want me to call you, and I will. Whatever you want. Except Kaylie or Janet, because that would be confusing .”

I giggled into my hand, shaking my head .

“I’m used to Sally now. I think it will be nice to be Diana on stage once in a while, but that’s enough .”

“Whatever you say, Sally .”

He winked at me .

“You know, I’m the one who wins in this particular scenario .”

“ How so ?”

“Because.” He grinned. “It’s almost like I have two wives .”

He pushed me back onto the bed and started crawling up my body .

“Two hot, incredibly sexy wives that happen to look very much alike .”

“Uh huh. So you married sisters ?”

He nipped my thigh, grazing the skin with his teeth .

“That’s right. One is quiet and shy. But she’s smart, see? People never know how sweet and special she is unless they take the time to draw her out of her shell .”

“She sounds lovely .”

“She is. She’s the one with the perfect knockers .”

My giggle turned into a gasp as he nuzzled my chest, making my nipples poke out through my cotton t-shirt .

“And the other sister ?”

He settled his hips between my thighs, licking the sensitive skin of my throat in a way that made me tingle all over my body .



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