Hearts of Iron by Laura Day Read Free Book Online

even she hadn’t known there was a bad girl inside her until then. “Good girl blouse?”
     
    He leaned back, resting his hands on her breasts, slowing down his thrusts a little to address her question. “Black lacy bra under a white blouse—dead giveaway and sexy as hell.”
     
    “Ah!” Taking one of his hands from her breast, she kissed its palm, then sucked on his forefinger. “You bring bad out in me,” she drawled.
     
    Katie wondered how a stranger had read her needs, her character, so correctly, and yet her ex-fiancée never managed it during their seven years together? She smiled, feeling blood heat her cheeks, and pulled him closer to grasp his bulky shoulders. “Kiss me hard, and fuck me harder.”
     
    “Oh yeah, you’re bad, alright.” They kissed passionately while he pumped inside her. Then he did as she asked, giving her furious friction, all but pummeling her and aided by extreme his arousal until Lance threw back his head, jaw clenched.
     
    Katie screamed, “Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”
     
    Lance’s determination shone in his ethereal eyes, darkened with desire. He rode her like his life depended on it and mouthed inaudibly, “You’re fucking incredible.”
     
    Watching this virile man above her, inside her, giving her an exhilarating experience she would never forget, felt liberating. Pure, uncorrupted emotions rushed in to tear away four years of loneliness and celibacy, propriety and reason, and Katie thought she might explode with laughter or blubber like a fool.
     
    Then, Lance howled, “Ah…!” He leaned back. “I’m holding on tight to this one, for you.” A wave of concentration pinched his face. “You feel so damn good around my cock!”
     
    Such a remarkable sight in that moment. He glared down at her so full of anticipation and joy. Katie just hoped she could ride his glorious cock to climax before his need denied her the opportunity. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on how every miraculous inch of his member stroked her insides. She raised her hands to his broad chest to run her fingers through the spattering of blonde hairs spread across it, appreciating the utter feast that was Lance Brewer.
     
    Then, that long lost glorious warmth spread out through her body, pouring out from her. “Hold on for me, I’m coming!”
     
    “That’s it baby, take what you need.” 
     
    She needed to change position, to feel him in all the right ways while she had the chance, to get the very best out of her long awaited, sweet release. Who knows when she’d get this opportunity again? She doubted Lance was a relationship kind of guy and she wasn’t sure she could be this carefree and bold again.
     
    She pushed Lance back, saying, “Like this.”
     
    “Why? I haven’t hurt you, have I?” asked Lance, his brow pinched.
     
    “Don’t talk, sexy. Move.”
     
    He moved out of her way while she bent over the arm at the other end of the sofa. Reaching between her legs she used a hand to guide him inside her, then peered over her shoulder and found him smiling down at her. She said, “I need you like this.”
     
    “Sweet Jesus, I’m trying to hold on for you, and you do that? Now who’s teasing?” He didn’t argue though, swiftly mounting her and grabbing her shoulders for enough traction to ensure she received the pounding she asked for.
     
    As soon as he entered her from that angle, Katie knew her release was imminent. When he pumped into her, the pleasure was incomparable to anything she had ever experienced. “Coming …I’m coming!” She watched over her shoulder as her bad boy pummeled her vagina and she sighed deeply as her release arrived.
     
    It’s so fucking good to be bad.
     
    Lance leaned back, straightened his spine, puffed out his chest. “You look so damned hot coming on my cock, Doc!” Grinning with a crazy, sexy glare in his eyes, his mouth came down on hers, his strong arms wrapping around her, and his large hands found her breasts,