Page 32 of Biker In My Bed


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“Cocky,” I teased.

“Maybe,” he replied as he tried to hold back the quirk at the corner of his mouth.

“Mmm,” I hummed as I opened the plastic. But instead of rolling over his eagerly waiting length, I wrapped my hand around the base and leaned over.

He sucked in a sharp breath when he realized my intent. As I circled my tongue around the head, I watched him. Initially, he squeezed his eyes shut, but the need to watch me won out and his smoky eyes locked on what my mouth was doing.

“Fuck, that’s a beautiful sight,” he practically gasped out as his hands clutched the headboard.

I hummed again in response, and his breath caught. His intent gaze followed my movements as I licked up and down the smooth skin. When I took him in my mouth and closed my lips around him, he groaned.

“Holy fuck,” he muttered as one hand shot to my head where he fisted my hair. He didn’t ram my face down on his dick and for that I was thankful, because I hated that shit. I actually bit a guy once because he did it and I told him not to, but he did it again.

Max just held on—like he needed a lifeline.

When his body began to shake, I slowed and gave one last leisurely lick. Not that I was opposed to him coming in my mouth, but I wanted to have him inside me one last time.

“Luna, goddamn,” he panted.

Then I slowly rolled the condom over his length before I slid up his body, dragging the tips of my breasts over his warm skin. Before I kissed him, I straddled his hips. As he grabbed my head and deepened the kiss, I reached down and line him up with my now aching pussy. Slowly, I lowered myself. He bit my bottom lip and inhaled on a hissed as I took him fully and began to move.

I didn’t get far though because he pushed me up. “No. Get up.”

“Wha—” was all I got out before he grabbed my waist and lifted me off. I squealed in surprise and disappointment. “What are you doing?”

“On your knees. Hands on the headboard,” he commanded.

My jaw dropped, and between my legs became Niagara Falls. Then I scrambled to do as he said, because yes, please.

He laughed under his breath as I felt him slide in. After a brief pause, he withdrew and drove deep.

It made my eyes roll, and I gasped. When he did it again, I clung to the headboard so tight I was surprised I didn’t crack the dark wood.

A shiver shook me as he leaned over me and whispered in my ear, “Hang on.”

I did, but so did he. His large hands gripped my ass, and he began fucking me like his life depended on it. And it was so amazing, I was pretty sure mine did. Because if he stopped, I might simply expire.

“That’s it,” he ground out as he pounded my pussy. “Take my cock like a good girl.”

Fuck. Me.

He was damn good at what he did, but I was getting desperate. I dropped one hand to rub my clit, but before I could so much as make contact, he smacked my ass with a resounding crack. “I said, hands on the headboard.”

I’d never had my ass spanked like that. Though I wouldn’t have thought it would turn me on, I was so very wrong. The muscles in my core tightened around him, and his breathing grew ragged.

“You want… your… clit touched… I do it,” he grunted out as he slammed into me over and over. Then he moved one hand to where mine had been heading.

I’d been so close that it took all of maybe five circles of his blunt fingertips and I gasped. My body trembled as the pressure became overwhelming and I exploded. I screamed his name with no shame whatsoever.

The powerful contractions of my orgasm set him off, and his thrusts grew harder and more desperate. Finally, he groaned and as I was lost in the waves of bliss, he throbbed inside me, filling the condom.

We came down together. He pulled out and rolled to the side as I collapsed face down on the bed. Our panting was the only sound that existed in the quiet room.

“Fuck,” he breathed, staring at the ceiling.

My head lolled to the side to face him. “Yeah,” I replied, equally out of breath.

“We gonna do this again sometime?” he asked.

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