Maverick (Iron Rogues MC #1) Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Insta-Love, MC, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Iron Rogues MC Series by Fiona Davenport
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
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She nipped at my fingers, and I took my hand away before grabbing her butt and yanking her even tighter against me, smirking when she shivered. “You’re playing with fire, baby.”

“If you don’t just want to…to…”

“Fuck you?” I supplied, loving that this sexy, confident creature was suddenly blushing. It was adorable as hell. “Molly, the first time I saw you, you’d just been knocked on your ass by a bunch of little kids. Felt like I’d been knocked down with you. Because yeah, the first thing I wanted to do was fuck you, but that wasn’t only because you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. I wanted to put one of those cute little monsters of my own right here.” I splayed one of my hands over her stomach and winked when her eyes grew wide as saucers. A smug grin stole over my lips at the desire simmering in her green pools.

“I wanted to claim you in every way possible. You know we don’t use that term lightly, princess.”

She’d grown up in the life, so she knew exactly how serious I was when I used that word.

“You can’t just decide to claim me, Maverick,” Molly huffed. “Don’t you think I should have a say in whether I want you to claim me?”

“You already did, baby,” I practically purred as I bent my head and ran the tip of my nose up her jaw, inhaling her delicious scent. The position pressed her tits into my chest, and her hard nipples poked through her shirt.

“What?”

“Your body knows who it belongs to, princess. If your brain needs a little more convincing, I’m more than happy to help you out.”

I moved down to her throat and licked over her fluttering pulse, then I took my hand from her stomach and hooked a finger around the top edge of her tank and bra. Dragging it down, I licked my lips as I exposed her left breast. It was full and round, dotted with sexy little freckles. My tongue flicked the hard tip before I blew on it, and Molly moaned as she squirmed on my lap.

“Need more proof?” I mumbled as I closed my mouth around the rigid bud.

Her hands tunneled into my hair, and she moaned while arching her back.

My cock was…oversized…so even though my girl was tiny, my painfully hard shaft was rubbing against Molly’s hot pussy every time she moved. I wasn’t going to be able to tease much longer without losing it.

After giving her breast plenty of attention, I freed the other and… Holy fucking shit.

I blinked, unsure if what I saw was real. It was. Molly’s nipple had a tiny silver hoop pierced through it.

“Damn, princess,” I rasped, my throat tight with the effort not to come just looking at her. “Your tits are spectacular, but...fuck…”

“You like it?”

My gaze whipped up to her face when I heard the hesitant note in her voice. She watched me nervously.

“Baby, that is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Please tell me your sister did this so I don’t lose my shit.”

She giggled and nodded, making me sigh with relief.

I leaned in and licked her decorated tip, leaking come when she gasped, grinding herself down on my painfully hard dick. When I tugged the little ring between my teeth, she grasped my biceps, digging her nails into my flesh as she cried out.

I wanted to spend more time focused on her tits, but if I didn’t get inside her soon, I was gonna blow in my pants like a fucking teenager. I let her nipple go and raised my head, staring at her lust-glazed eyes, her mouth pink and swollen from biting back her moans. That thought pissed me off. Not only didn’t I want her keeping her sounds from me, but I was the only one allowed to bite those plump lips.

My hands slid up to cradle her face, and I swallowed hard in anticipation before I finally gave myself permission to kiss her without restraint. I nipped the corner of her lips, and she gasped, giving me the opening I wanted. Sweeping my tongue inside, I groaned at the burst of flavor. She tasted like sunshine and strawberries.

My hands cupped her perfect tits, my fingers rolling and plucking the tips. She moaned and squirmed on my lap while tangling her tongue with mine, desperately kissing me back as though she had no other choice.

I broke away just so I could pull her top off, then unhooked her bra and toss it away.

“Maverick,” Molly whimpered, watching me with hooded eyes. She slipped her hands under my shirt and glided them up my chest as she leaned in to trace her tongue along the design on my neck.

“Fuck, Molly. I need to be in you,” I grunted, shoving to my feet and stalking to the bed.


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