Heart Ripper - Coffin Nails MC (gay biker M/M romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 9) Read Online Free

slapped David’s cheek.
    Even Raja’s fingers tasted delicious. David could
come just sucking on them. Truth be told, he could come just thinking about
Raja’s cock. “Fuck,” he whispered, sure that the heaven would fall upon him
now, but in fact, nothing like that happened. He clenched his other hand on
Raja’s T-shirt. “I want you to fuck my mouth. Please.” He’d fallen so low.
    “Good boy. Look at that wet, slutty mouth, my cock
will fit right in,” muttered Raja, pulling David’s lips apart with his fingers.
“Here it comes,” he uttered, and this time, David could hear strain in his
voice.
    The thrusts that followed were fast, violent, made
David moan and gag. More tears spilled down his cheeks from the sheer intensity
of that hard cock fucking his mouth as if it were meant for this purpose. David
clenched his hands on the T-shirt, embarrassed over how much he enjoyed the
sheer strength with which Raja held his hair. And he wasn’t slutty . He’d
never done anything like this, yet the illicit word still sent a zing of
arousal down his body.
    Raja’s hand twisted in his hair, and the thick
cock twitched, spilling a jet of heat straight on David’s tongue, only to smear
it all around his mouth with yet another thrust. The cum tasted salty, yet also
strangely bitter. He’d never dared to try his own sperm, so he wasn’t sure if
they were comparable, but despite it not being pleasant in taste, David
couldn’t get enough simply because it came from that vision of a man. David
lifted Raja’s T-shirt slightly to have a better look at the muscular stomach
covered with a tangle of colorful tattoos.
    He was confused when Raja pulled his cock out all
too quickly, and one last dribble of sperm spilled over David’s lips and chin.
    Raja held on to David, breathing through his plump
lips. “Damn, that’s one eager little bitch. I bet you want to come too,” he
said, pulling David up.
    David swallowed, soft-kneed and completely off
balance. It was true. He was too eager for this, and his body defied every law
made by God. All he could think of now was having this man touch him, Raja’s
musky scent, and how the beard would feel against his skin.
    “Yes,” David whispered, and brushed his wet lips
with his hand, getting it sticky.
    Raja gave him a sheepish grin, only to spin David
around and push him toward the big pristine mirror mounted on one of the walls.
It was a shock to see himself so completely out of order, without the tie, with
hair in complete disarray, flushed, with reddened lips, and a mixture of spit
and cum around his mouth. He was a picture of debauchery, and yet, when Raja
pushed against him and smiled at him in the mirror, all David could think of
was pleasing that man. It was almost as if it was his hidden nature that only
now had been allowed to blossom.
    Raja didn’t waste any time. He unzipped David’s
pants, and that was enough pressure to push a moan past David’s lips, even
before that impossibly warm hand squeezed around his dick and pumped. Before
Raja trailed his tongue up David’s neck and all over his ear. Before the thick
beard sent little needles of sensation all over his body.
    “Oh my God,” David uttered, instantly embarrassed
by the blasphemy, but those thick fingers, so different than his around his
cock, were like heaven, and just a few seconds later, he came with a long moan,
thrusting his hips against the hand and pushing his ass against Raja’s exposed
cock. His mind became pure white, with room for nothing but his orgasm.
    Raja’s beard was tickling him, and smooth teeth
kneaded David’s earlobe as the biker held him through the climax, whispering
obscenities that David couldn’t remember. He was possessed, and when Raja’s
heat finally drew back, he felt the loss immediately.
    He had to put his hand on the wall for balance and
could still remember how the beard felt coarse and soft all at once. David
licked his lips, and Raja’s taste was still on them.