Daniel (Kings of Korruption MC)

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Book: Read Daniel (Kings of Korruption MC) for Free Online
Authors: Geri Glenn
lips across his, praying that he’ll kiss me back — and then he does. Daniel’s hands come up and press against the sides of my face, holding me right where I am. His tongue slides out and glides along the seam of my lips. My entire body shivers as I slide my own tongue along his, tasting him.
    Deepening the kiss, I move even closer until my chest is pressed tight against his. My heart pounds an unsteady rhythm and my head swims as I struggle to catch my breath. Daniel’s lips dance with mine, returning my kiss with as much passion as I feel. His hot breath collides with my own in soft pants and gasps.
    I feel his fingers working in my hair and suddenly my bandana is gone and my hair tumbles down around my shoulders. Daniel’s fingers tangle themselves deep into it, guiding me down as he leans his long body back on the couch. Swinging a leg over him, I never break my lips from his as I straddle him.
    Wearing only a dress and a pair of silky panties, I find that in this position I can feel every hard and wanting inch of him pressed exactly where I want it. Rotating my hips, I nip and suck and bite at his lips, swallowing down his deep groan. His hands slide down my body and grasp my hips, guiding me into a gentle rocking rhythm. My panties are soaked as his length glides back and forth over my clit.
    Daniel lifts his head from the arm of the couch and takes over the kiss. I kiss him back, desperately moaning and gasping above him as he sucks and nips at me, rocking me back and forth against him, knowing exactly what he is doing to me. Heat builds in my clit as my orgasm draws closer.
    Daniel groans again and pulls his lips from mine, pushing me back so I’m sitting up on his lap. His eyes burn into mine as he pulls his hand from my hip and slides my dress up, exposing my panties. “I want to fuck you so bad right now, Gabby.”
    I respond by rolling my hips, hitting my clit once more on the enormous bulge in his pants. My teeth sink deep into my lip and his eyes flare. Placing both hands on my inner thighs, he spreads my legs wide. “You wanna cum baby, you cum my way.” His words come out more like a growl.
    I can’t contain my gasp when he yanks aside my panties, the cool air hitting my hot and needy pussy. “Fuck, baby,” he grinds out, his voice thick and husky. “Look at you.”
    He reaches out with one finger and slowly slides it through my wetness. I roll my hips, gasping when his finger grazes my clit. Then, finally, his finger is pushing deep inside of me, his thumb pressing against the swollen bundle of nerves. “Ride my finger, Gabby.”
    Staring down at him, I do as I’m told, riding his finger, my pussy gripping it tight. I watch as his eyes slide back and forth between my eyes and where his hand is working me. His cheeks are flushed and his chest rises and falls rapidly. The heat in my clit builds hotter and hotter until my body starts to tremble. His thumb works harder and his eyes lock on mine. And then I’m falling.
    Pressing my hands to his chest, I let my head fall back and I cum harder than I’ve ever cum before, slowing my hips as my body shakes and jerks on top of him. As the wave passes and my body slows, I tip my head down and see Daniel staring up at me.
    “You’re beautiful, Gabby,” he says.
    I feel the heat hit my cheeks. “Thank you,” I whisper, suddenly very shy.
    He pulls his hand away and smiles up at me. “Kiss me.” I blink at him, still in a bit of a daze. He chuckles softly and swings his legs off the couch, taking my body with him as he sits up, our faces now inches apart. “Never mind.”
    His mouth claims mine in a hard and fast kiss, clouding what little sense I have left. Just when I’m about to lean into him again, his lips are gone and he quickly replaces it with his thumb, pressing it against my swollen lips. His eyes bore into mine and a small smile ghosts across his face.
    “I hate to do this Gabby, but I gotta go.” I try to open my mouth to protest,

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