Thrust: Bad Boy Racing Romance (Fastlane Series Book 2) by Sloan Storm Read Free Book Online Page A

resistance, he yanked me, crashing my hips against his waist. No sooner had he done so than he hooked his fingers inside the fabric of my underwear and tugged at them with a single, violent jerk. He grunted, tearing away at them, accidentally scratching my skin in the midst of it. I moaned, leaning towards him, the rigidity in my body giving way to surrender. At last, the material gave way, ripping under the stress. Seconds later, Marco flipped them aside without a care.
    He dropped his head a bit, and I lost control, sliding my hands into the thicket of hair on top of it. Marco pushed the material of my dress up my thighs, exposing me to him, removing the last shred of my defense.
    The cool air licked at my folds. I rocked in place. My eyelids flickered.
    He paused for a fraction of a second. I released my hands from his hair, gliding them down, caressing the sides of his angular jaw. I felt no hesitation, shame, or doubt about what would happen - just a single, unmet desire.
    “Marco,” I moaned with a whisper. “Kiss me.”
    Tilting his face up, Marco crashed his lips into mine. With relief, I leaned into him, taking him inside of my mouth. He kissed me, gliding his tongue across the smooth surfaces of my cheek and the angular ridges of my teeth. We continued for several minutes, only separating long enough to gasp for a quick breath.
    I’d draped my arms around his shoulders, crossing them and digging my fingers into the hard bulges of his upper back. Time ticked by, and Marco pulled me ever closer, laying his claim to me with a vice-like embrace. My awareness drifted. Between the heat of his kiss and the strength of his hold on me, I felt myself sliding into a state of bliss. The flavor of him slid across my taste buds, his scent swirled around me, overwhelming my senses. I fell further, nearly losing myself entirely when a distinctive sound riveted my attention.
    Marco broke his mouth free of mine. My hands fell away from his shoulders just in time for me to catch his fingers releasing their grasp on his zipper. Half-dazed, I reached up, brushing my hair away from eyes and glancing down for a better look. Before I even had an instant to focus, Marco wasted no time and slid his cock inside of me. Already soaked from a long night of fantasizing about him, I grimaced while he pushed his way deep within. However, that’s not to say that he went in with ease.
    Far from it. The man was immense.
    “Ooohh ahhhh!” I cried out, my head falling back.
    Shocked and searching for a breath, I reached for his shirt with one hand, clutching the fine material and ripping at it. Battling a new kind of pain, I mewled a guttural groan, lurching forward and collapsing against the hard musculature of his upper body. Marco seemed unaware or unconcerned with my discomfort. Wasting no time, he began to thrust with aggression. With each pass, Marco seemed to grow angrier, almost to the point of being enraged. No man had ever taken me like this before, banging against me with a visceral, wild rage.
    I should have been, at the least, concerned if not fearful. But, I wasn’t. Far from it. I found the challenge of taking him, all of him, thrilling… Primal.
    Raw.
    With a flash of his palm, Marco reached for my chest. He pinned me flat against the counter top, slipping his other hand just behind my head before it collided with the granite. Soon after, he lifted my legs up and hooked them around his waist. He paused, grunting a warning at me.
    “Don’t let go, Dani.”
    Our eyes met long enough for me to offer my wordless reply. I rocked my head back and forth on the marble. Overcome by an unexplainable urge, I reached for him. He grabbed me at the wrist, pinning my arms flat against the unrelenting cool of the marble. Wasting no time, he began to drive himself in and out of me again, reaching a new level of speed and aggression. His length, the girth, the steel-like hardness…
    Before long, my preoccupations turned inward. I fought for