Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Lottie

Xander caught up with me before I’d even got to the house. Pinning me to the glass sliding door and capturing my mouth with one

fast movement.

His tongue slid against mine, and a groan vibrated through his chest and into me. Making my nipples pebble up like shards of glass

against the flimsy material that covered me.

I’d been kissed a dozen times before, maybe more but no man apart from one had ever kissed me like he wanted to breathe me n

before.

It wasn’t just a kiss, it was ownership. Pure and simple and there was something amazingly arousing about it.

Or maybe I had just hadn’t been laid in a long time. Either way my body reacted almost violently.

Reaching up I tangled my fingers into his hair, pulling his head down and deepening the kiss.

Our mouths came together over and over again. Sucking, lifting, exploring until the sound of our mingled breaths filled the air and

seemed to drown out the party next door.

“I want you.” Xander’s lips slid from mine, to kiss a trail of fire over my jaw and down my throat. “I want you so damn much that it

feels like I’m going to explode.”

Lips locked over my pulse point he sucked, pushing the thick hard ridge of his cock against my stomach. Eyes closed, my head fell back. A needy desperate moan falling from my lips.

Big hands ran up the side of my coverup, lifting it over my hips so he could grind into me properly and moisture pooled between my

legs.

Something was muttered against my skin but I didn’t know what. And really it didn’t matter. I knew what I wanted. Because it was exactly the same thing as what he wanted.

To go inside and get this on properly before we lost control completely and he ended up fucking me against the glass. And as hot as that sounded I didn’t fancy having to clear my ass print off it in the morning.

Entwining our fingers, I led us inside. Stopping every second to bring our lips back together.

Together we fell into my sofa, our lips already glued back together like being apart caused us physical pain and in a way it did.

My stomach had knotted with need that was almost painful.

Half trapped under Xander’s much larger body, his hand again slid up my side. Heaving himself up so he could stare down at me with gold flecked eyes, he smiled. “Is this ok?”

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Chapter 20

Even as he spoke, his fingers continued to tiptoe up my ribcage. Under the crochet cover up

I nodded, my eyes glued to his swollen lips.

He was so close to touching me. Close enough that I could almost feel it and that’s what I wanted. His big rough hands on my body

All of my body.

I wanted him on every single part of me and inside me as well.

“Yes.” I meant to whisper it but it came out a moan. “Touch me Xander, please.”

His hand was already over my breast before I had finished talking. His giant thumb brushing my hard nipple before he began to circle it. Drawing it up and up until my back was arched off the sofa like a woman possessed and the sounds I was making sounded

like his name but not quite.

The entire time he stared down at me. His eyes glued to my face as he teased me to distraction.

“Let me.” Was all he said before my cover up was pushed up and my bikini top was yanked down. His tongue found my nipple first.

Swirling swirling swirling until it felt like I couldn’t take anymore and then his lips closed around it and sucked.

Hard.

Time seemed to stand still, as he took and caressed both with his fingers and his deliciously hot wet mouth, and I couldn’t do anything but grip his hair and hold on because damn was he good.

So good that it felt like I might go off like a rocket at any second.

“I need to see you.” He came off my nipple with a wet pop. Switching our position with practised ease. Our lips found each others again. Hard and even more urgent than before.

Lifting my arms, I broke the kiss for just long enough for the coverup to be yanked off me and tossed away. His fingers made short work of the ties and my bikini fell away as well.

It left me completely bare for him.

“Sit up let him look- let me look.” He amended quickly but I’d already heard.

Let him look that’s what he had said and it didn’t take a genius to know who he was talking about.

Irish was somewhere out in the yard.

And I didn’t know how to feel about that.

Xanders hand came down between my breasts, he trailed it down between them and over my stomach. I came back to reality with a

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