Solo Rider – Mayhem Makers MMM Read Online Lilly Atlas

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
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He was kind, caring, trustworthy, and protective. Also tall, muscular, tattooed, and so sexy, he made her mouth water. God, the sight of him without his shirt had driven her insane. And that was before she’d felt those strong arms around her.

As she conjured his image, she closed her eyes, and her breathing deepened. It’d been a long time—over a year—since a man touched her. And part of the reason she’d broken up with that boyfriend was his selfish bedroom habits. She bet Moose would know exactly how to touch a woman. He had those big, callused hands. They’d feel so good coasting over her skin, following the path of the water sluicing down her body. Her breasts tingled, and her nipples tightened, becoming overly sensitive beneath the water’s spray. She shifted as her sex grew heavy and achy.

Sighing, she ran her hands up her stomach to her breasts. She circled each nipple, shivering despite the warmth of the water as electricity zinged down her spine. The more time she spent with Moose, the needier she became. Maybe if she took the edge off now, she could spare herself the embarrassment of throwing herself at him later.

Her hands felt good on her body and even better when she closed her eyes and imagined they were another set of hands—a much larger, rougher, and more skillful set.

Moose’s hands.

Was he a breast man? She hoped so.

She played with her nipples.

I really hope so.

She kept one hand at her breast and slid the other back down her torso, over her stomach to the mound above her sex. As she brushed her clit, her knees wobbled, and she reached for the shower wall to steady herself. Then she slid two fingers into her pussy with a groan.

So good.

It’d be even better with Moose. He’d be thicker and harder.

She groaned again, rolling her hips and pushing her fingers in deeper while imagining his cock plunging into her. God, she wanted him so much.

Suddenly, the curtain ripped open and cold air washed over her. Her eyes flew wide, and she gasped enough to drown out the sound of the shower.

Moose stood outside the tub staring at her with fire in his eyes and a prominent bulge in his jeans.

She froze, unable to move as shock set in and then mortification. He’d walked in on her fingering herself to filthy fantasies of him.

She’d have to leave town.

Maybe the state.

“Don’t!” Moose barked as she started withdrawing her finger.

“What?” she whispered in shock.

“Leave them in your pussy. Fuck yourself on them.” His voice held an unmistakable edge of authority. He didn’t take his eyes off her as he drew his shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor.

There were all those glorious muscles she’d been fantasizing about.

Daisy trembled. This was happening. He was getting naked to join her and touch her. She already burned with need for him, and together, they’d ignite a wildfire.

He sat on the closed toilet lid to remove his boots. Daisy couldn’t stop ogling as he revealed each new area of skin—shoulders, feet, thighs, and calves. When he shoved his black boxer briefs down, her throat ran dry. The man had a dick other men dreamed of. Long, thick, and veined, it jutted from a neat thatch of hair as though reaching for her.

“Jesus,” Daisy whispered. She rocked her hips over her hand.

“Do you know how fucking hot it is to watch you finger fucking yourself?”

“Feels good,” she whispered.

He grunted. “I’ll bet. Think I can make it feel even better?”

He’d be the death of her, but what a sweet demise it would be. “I know you can.”

He stepped into the tub, immediately dominating the small space. Daisy had to tip her head way back to see his face.

His large hand closed over hers between her legs.

Daisy moaned as he pushed her fingers deeper. “Moose,” she whispered. Pleasure tore through her from between her legs. She grabbed his side and rested her forehead against his chest, rocking her hips.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Make yourself feel good.”

Holy shit. Those words were as hot as the action.

He tugged on her hand, pulling her fingers from her pussy. She straightened away from his chest as he lifted their joined hands.

Was he about to—

He licked her fingers before sucking them into his mouth.

Daisy gasped. Her knees went weak, and her eyes widened. This was the single most erotic moment of her life.

His tongue swirled around her fingers, gathering every drop of arousal as though he hated to leave any behind. Keeping her eyes open became a battle as they wanted to roll back in her head.

When he released her fingers, she breathed hard, and his pupils had blown.

“Fucking delicious,” he said, making her gasp. “Wanna taste?”

“What?” she whispered.

He leaned in, and his meaning clicked. She’d taste herself on his tongue when he kissed her.



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