Rogue Renegades (Rogue Trilogy) by Jade Dean Read Free Book Online Page B

the bedroom.
    Abby heard Ryan disrobe and the mattress protested when he knelt behind her. “I need you to take that memory away from me, please,” she whispered when he leaned forward and put his hands on her breasts.
    Lust surged through Ryan as he realized what she was asking. The attack had traumatized her and she needed him to replace it with something far better. “I’ll try,” he whispered back and pushed her head down until her cheek was pressed up against the mattress.
    With her ass in the air and her legs spread open, Abby was completely exposed to Ryan. She’d shut her emotions down when she’d killed the thug, but her mental walls broke when her captor’s hands fondled her breasts gently then he pressed his hard length against her vagina and rocked against her. He ran a hand down her torso, across her abs to her clit. He slid a finger inside her and she wished it was his penis instead. He fingered her hard and she soon became slick with her juices. Pulling his finger out, he rotated her clit in a slow, lazy circle.
    Helpless to stop herself, Abby moved her pelvis backwards and forwards, moaning quietly as Ryan drove his cock against her opening without quite entering her. He continued to rub her clit in a maddening circle. Shifting her weight, she took them both down onto their sides. Ryan made a sound of surprise when she took him in her hand and pressed it hard against her clit. He thrust his hips against her ass as she slid him against her and stroked his shaft at the same time. His hands mounded, squeezed and flicked her nipples then he rolled until he was on his back and she was lying on top of him. Using his shaft as a dildo, she rubbed it against her pussy, moaning in need and grinding her ass against him.
    Abby felt Ryan’s shaft stiffen even more and then he was spurting into her hand. Before she could give a groan of disappointment, he flipped her onto her stomach and drew her up to her knees again. With her face on the mattress and her legs wide apart, she was in the exact position that they’d first started in.
    Lying on his back with Abby’s knees on either side of his head, Ryan levered himself up on his elbows and ran his tongue along Abby’s o pening. She convulsed and gave a strangled moan. She was dripping wet with need and he used his fingers to spread her lips apart then lapped at her. Bucking against him, she pressed her face into the mattress as he delved deep inside her with his tongue. Finding her clit, he circled it then flicked it rapidly with the tip of his tongue. Using two fingers, he drove them deep into her and she instantly began to rock against him, moaning deeply in her throat. With a few strokes of his fingers and tongue, he took her over the edge, spiraling her into an orgasm that left her spent.
    Lying spread-eagled on the bed, Abby fought to get her breath back as Ryan briefly went into the bathroom and returned with a wet washer. He pressed it into her hand and she wiped his sperm off her fingers. She then used it to clean her nether regions. She wasn’t sure that she’d ever been this wet before, but knew for certain that that had been the best orgasm of her life.
    Ryan felt a fresh surge of desire when Abby used the washer on herself then stood and unselfconsciously walked to the bathroom as if she was used to walking around naked in front of a near stranger. She didn’t even glance at the body in the corner as she rinsed the washer out. She avoided his gaze when she returned and clothed herself. He had the distinct feeling that she was feeling ashamed that she’d asked him to pleasure her.
    Hiding her embarrassment from Ryan, Abby climbed into his bed and lay on her side as he showered. She’d begged him to take her and he’d still retained enough presence of mind to stick to his promise. He’d made her come, but he hadn’t penetrated her. If their circumstances had been different, she’d have been very interested in getting to know Ryan better. But