Page 52 of Tracking Luxe

Luxe moved her nose to tap his. “When you begged me to use you.Dios. I’ve never heard anything sexier. I think the dirty MC boy wants his dick to pay for his crimes.” Tiny brushed kisses dropped to his lips. Luxe was smiling at the grunts coming from Nathan.

“I was tied up for a long fucking time. I think at one point my shorts cut off circulation to my vagina.”

“Fuck. Let me lick it better, baby,” he tried kissing her and she pulled back. “Fuck.Fuck. I’ve never begged a day in my life. I’ll beg right now.” She rotated a little faster, a little more out of control hearing his voice scratch against her cheek, the softness of his beard, the bite of his fingers, she moved and rubbed herself on him just because she could. “You’re worth every inch of pride, love.”

“And don’t forget the tape over my mouth. Forhours, Nathan. Do you know what it’s like for a New Mexican woman not to be able to speak?” she chuckled and bit his earlobe.

He grabbed the back of her neck, hauled her those last few inches and brought their mouths together, crushing the hottest kiss onto her lips she’d ever tasted before, he sucked her tongue until Luxe forgot everything she was saying.

The touching she’d expected, she was still buzzed from earlier, but the taste of him flooded her mouth, so good,so good.

His tongue aggressively pursued hers, then took her over completely. She had to hold onto those broad shoulders or her jelly legs would have done something despicable and wrapped around his waist. The desperation of his kiss was like nothing she’d experienced before. She could taste how humble he was being, a man like Grinder didn’t subservient himself to anyone, yet he was gentle, passively allowing her to roam over his body, to rein the passion that blistered as she teased with no intention of following through. Oh, but the want was a scream inside.

Their kisses were bottomless. Starved reaching mouths of pure want.

It was terrible of her, but she popped her pelvis forward just to hear that ragged rumble from his throat again, dragging over his thickness. She’d been thinking of that noise for days anddays, how she’d tortured him and he’d let her. Her sex clenched with need.

Fuck him.Fuck him. Use him, it’s what he wanted, to have his big boy feelings taken care of.

He reminded her of an animal, frozen for an endless moment before he sprang into action. A switch flipped and instead of taking the humping, he took over, gripping her hips, he used her to jack off on himself. “Oh fuck,” he cursed. “Fuck.” into her mouth. “Baby. Goddamn.” His wild groans bounced against her lips, making her shiver, making her hot all over.

The tracker was undeniably sexy. The sexiest man she’d ever been with.

He grabbed two handfuls of her ass like he had the right to. She supposed after giving her an orgasm he kinda did. His kiss was dominant yet not forceful, strong but gentle. She felt cared for in his great hands.

She felt wanted. Desired. It was a head rush that was for sure.

His expression, dark and starved, burned into the back of her eyelids.

Unfisting his shirt collar, she lay a hand on his thumping chest, she pushed him back to gather her screaming hormones in order. Remembering at the last moment, before she unzipped his pants, they were in a diner closeted away in a corner, but still, very fucking public. “Take me home.”

His breath eased out over her lips, how gorgeous and intense his eyes were. “I thought we could----”

“Yourhome.” Luxe confirmed. Feeling a little dizzy. “Take me to your home, gorgeous man, right now, before I change my mind. I’m ready to accept your apology and use this hard body for everything I want, that’s what you said, isn’t it?” nails raked down the side of his neck.

“You’re hurting here, aren’t you?” he fingers tunneled between them and she grasped him tightly.

“God. Yes.” He was up out of the booth dragging her behind him before she could say another word, he threw money at the waitress and carried on outside where he took her mouth so blistering she ceased to breathe. “I’m going to fuck so many sorries into you, Luxe. So, fucking many.”

His growled declaration was flint to steel, igniting a steady vibration in the lower portion of her body. She could only answer by whisperingsíinto his mouth.

Outside it was impossible not to share more ravenous tongue fueled kisses.

His hands were everywhere.

“I’m going to pump orgasms into you, love.” He declared, his growl so strong it sent hot shivers between her legs. Was she crazy? Maybe. But she couldn’t stop this now, she wanted him too badly.

Luxe chuckled, holding onto the back of his thick hair. “Don’t be disappointed if that doesn’t work out,chico. I told you my body responds better to different stimuli.”

Just like a man he took it as a challenge. Determination in his eyes.

“You think I’d give you such a shitty fuck you wouldn’t get off from it?” Those violently, suggestive words rendered her mute, giving Grinder plenty of room to draw his fingertips up the back of her dress and to touch her center from the back.

Turned on, she moved against his questing fingers.

Her eyes flickered closed when he slipped his hand inside her thong and fully cupped her sex. Warm and tender, he stilled his hand there, holding her.

Now she had no intention of moving him, moving herself maybe, as her hips canted forward urging him to stroke her. “I should be insulted for your lack of faith in just how hard I can get you off, Luxe.”

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