Highway to Heaven by Harley McRide Read Free Book Online Page A

half
breathy, half snarky.
    “Gettin’ a drink,” his low voice groveled.
Before she knew what he was doing, his head had lowered and
captured her mouth in a hard demand. His tongue licked a path down
her chin, lapping until the flavor of the Tequila was gone before
he continued down her neck. When his face was buried in her
cleavage and her breaths coming in short jerks, she gasped. Some of
her buzz left, the realization of the situation slamming into her
like a wall of bricks.
    “Raven,” she gasped, a new fog began taking
over her brain that mingled with the alcohol. Her head fell back
and both of her hands wound in his hair to pull him closer. All of
her inhibitions had disappeared with the help of Jose, which left
her tugging and pulling at him in a rather obscene way in front of
the local Mexican bar scum. One old toothless bastard knocked his
drink over while whistling and staring as he leaned over the bar,
leaving the bartender cussing and throwing up his hands in
frustration. Even he couldn’t stop and watch when Heaven let out a
deep, horny growl and tried to rip off Raven’s shirt.
    He’d been watching her for a long time,
waiting for his chance to move in and stake his claim but she’d
been too wrapped up in Gage and Colt to notice. During the parties,
she’d strictly fooled around with them and none of the others
there. Not that she hadn’t had plenty of offers…hell, every one of
the Ops had tried their hand at getting their cock wet by her sweet
little cunt. Each time, she’d refuse and head to Colt and Gage. He
watched. He waited. Gage seemed to be into her pretty strong, not
taking another whore to bed but her. Colt was in it for a good
time.
    Raven couldn’t believe how wild the little
innocent looking girl next door was. It was a school girl fantasy
through and through, although he’d rather she have her glasses on
and pigtails in for him to hold onto while he pounded in her ass
with a little plaid skirt shoved up around her waist. He grabbed
both of her wrists and tried to settle her down, his resistance
fading. “You’re playing a game you can’t handle, Heaven. Unless you
want me to bend you over this bar, back off now.” His tone was
harsh, but he couldn’t help sounding like a prick with as hard as
his cock was.
    “I don’t want to back off,” she slurred,
licking her lips. Her hands went to the band of his jeans and she
flipped the button free. He hadn’t expected her to drop to her
knees and pull out his cock right there but she did. He glanced
around, unsure how the law went in Mexico, but no one seemed to be
reaching to call for the policía . They did seemed to be
enjoying the show, gasping and grabbing their crotch when she
sucked him in to her mouth to the hilt. “Son-of-a-bitch!” he
growled between clenched teeth. Her sweet little mouth did things
to his cock he’d never had done. He’d never had a blowjob like
this, and she’d ruined him from anyone else. The way her tongue
circled the head with each retreat proved her name accurate. He was
in fuckin’ heaven. She may be drunk off her ass, but fuck could the
girl suck a mean cock.
    Raven wove his fingers through her hair and
guided her up and down his shaft, shoving his dick down her throat
hard and rough. There were gasps and a few words grumbled through
the room, but no body objected. One man sitting at the back of the
bar at a table had freed his own cock and was jacking off to the
sight, matching his strokes to those of her luscious lips. “Mmm,”
she hummed around his girth. The vibrations shot straight to his
balls. Already, he could feel them loading up and he fought the
urge to slam in to her
    Heaven took everything he gave with a
sexy-as-fuck moan. She reached her free hand down the front of her
jeans, rubbing her pussy while Raven fucked her mouth. Her hums
turned to moans. “Jesus, Heaven,” he groaned. Those big fuck-me
eyes looked up at him, clouded with eroticism and desire.
    “Those eyes,” he