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1 Drena
“Kade.” My voice is hesitant, and there’s a reason for that. Never in my life have I done something so brazen.
When he first pulled up, the loud pipes of a motorcycle could be heard over the tourists chatting and music coming from the bars in the area. Even the waves crashing along the shore were no match for the man on the black and chrome Harley Davidson. I stopped, wanting to see the person on what had to be the loudest bike ever in our beach town. The coast of Florida is a place I never want to leave, New Smyrna Beach. It doesn’t matter that we’re overrun with tourists most of the time or dating is nearly impossible because the true citizens are retirees. I love this little town, which is probably why Kade captured my attention when he did.
“You can take it, Drena.” My back is to the mattress, his mattress. File this away for something on the I’ve never done list yet again. In all my twenty-eight years on this planet, tonight I’m doing a whole lot of firsts. I watched as Kade pulled up beside where I was standing on the sidewalk. He maneuvered his bike in a way that you could tell he’d done it time and again. I was stunned speechless; no longer was I heading toward the bar to grab a bite to eat along with a margarita.
My eyes were on the man with devilish blue eyes, a tilt to his lips, and a few days' growth of a beard; and that was only his face. His biceps and forearms flexed and pulled while holding on to the handlebars, deep olive skin covered in tattoos. Broad shoulders, a stomach that doesn’t depict washboard abs but is still thick and ripped with muscle, solid legs encased in jeans. And one tilt of his head had me walking toward him. I didn’t even know his name until my ass was planted on the seat behind him. His hand went to my outer thigh, pulling me closer to his body before he announced who he was and I did the same. After that, he revved his bike and looked over his shoulder, piercing eyes staring into mine for a moment. It felt like he was peering into my soul, seeing the ever so deep crevice I’ve kept hidden. Then Kade pulled out of the parking spot he’d only been in a handful of minutes, and we were heading off.
Now we’re at his place, and we're both completely naked. Did I mention I’ve never done something like this before? I didn’t even text my friend, breaking every unspoken girl code or rule known to mankind. Apparently, I’m choosing to live on the wild side tonight.
“Have you seen how big you are?” My legs attempt to close, but the palm of Kade’s hand holds me steady. His other hand is slowly jacking his cock, up and down with a twist of his wrist. He’s long, hard, and pierced. I’ve had his mouth on mine, with him dominating our kiss from the get-go so all I could do was follow his lead. His deft hand moves in, his thick fingers sliding in and out of my wet center. As for his tongue, well, feeling it thrashing along my clit is a whole other story. The orgasm he already gave me felt like an out-of-body experience while my thighs were locked on either side of his head, my hands buried in his hair, and I’m pretty sure my scream echoed through his whole house.
“Babe, you can take me.” My mouth waters, watching as he works his hand on his cock. I’m beginning to think he kept himself from my viewing pleasure for a reason.
“Are you sure about that? Your, umm…hardware might prove to be difficult.” Kade has a frenum piercing. The thick metal on the underside of his cock is sporting a barbell. Never in my life have I seen one this up close and personal. I’m woman enough to admit I’ve watched porn and did the research to see what certain piercings were called. Then I went into the tattoo shop for my appointment only to see exactly where different places on the human body could be pierced. I even thought of getting one of my own, except I chickened out and stuck with the cluster of flowers on my lower hip, a discreet enough place my overbearing mother would never see unless I wore a more revealing bathing suit. Which I would never do in front of her. No thanks; the lecture I’d receive wasn’t worth it.
“Drena, you haven’t known me long enough to trust me, but know this: you will soon enough. For now, trust in this. I’m not looking to hurt you. Wanna fuck your tight cunt and watch as you get off this time,” he says, using the shortened version of my name. One which isn’t used all that much. Prim and proper is what I’ve always been told to strive for. Yet, when Kade says it, it's with a roughness to his tone that has me reaching out for his thighs.
“Okay.”
His hand comes away from my thigh after a soft squeeze, and I watch as he picks the condom up from where he dropped it earlier. He rips it open with his teeth, then I’m once again enraptured by the way he slides it down his hard cock, being mindful of his piercing the entire time.
“That’s my girl.”
“Kade.” I wiggle my body down in order to get closer to him, my hands gripping the back of his thighs. I'm tired of waiting and hope he’s ready to go. Surely, he is. My one orgasm to his none isn’t very fair in my mind.
“Fuck, I’m not gonna last long. Next time,” Kade promises. The head of his cock is at my entrance, slowly entering me. “Let go, Drena.” I’m not sure what he’s referring to, my hands on his body or the fact my pussy is currently tightening around him, almost like I’m afraid to let him in, except I’m not. I’d rather die than lose this feeling. “Hands on your tits. I’ll do the rest.”
My hands let go of the back of his thighs, and I slowly trail the tips of my fingers along the outside of my thighs. His eyes are no longer on mine; they’re on what I’m doing to my body. He rolls his hips, pressing deeper until he’s further inside me. Then he waits. I’m impatient as hell, and when he nods at my hands, I move faster along the path of my body, cupping the undersides of my breasts.
“Please,” I beg. I’m ready to push for more, except I’m not sure how that would work with his barbell.
“Waiting on you, Drena. Play with your nipples, imagine it’s my hands and my mouth.” My thumb and pointer finger wrap around the pebbled tips. It would be so much better if it were Kade’s mouth, but since I can’t have that, I work myself like I would when I play with myself.
“More.” Kade must be as antsy as I am. Finally. My eyes are slowly closing when I feel his thumb on my clit, sweeping over it in smooth circles, pressing down and then easing up.
“You’re taking me. Watch as your cunt takes my dick, Drena,” he groans. My gaze moves to where his is locked. I was unprepared for how hot the view would be, the way my pussy is stretching to fit his length, wetness coating me and him. Kade moves his thumb from my clit to my tattoo where he holds me steady.
“Holy shit.” I lift my head, air depleting my lungs before I take another breath. Kade slides in until I feel his piercing drag along a sensitive part inside my body.
“Goddamn, my girl is tight as fuck.” A shiver races up my spine when I hear the possessiveness in his voice. His muscles flex and pull. It’s hot as hell, and my eyes move from where we’re connected to his body, committing to memory every single nuance of our time together. He moves, pulling back before sliding back into me with a slight swivel of his hips, then holds his body still while he does a slow grind. My body is lighting up like a firework that’s been set off. I’m a blazing inferno, a moth to the flame, and I only want more. I’m completely enraptured with Kade. There’s no way I'll stay still while he fucks me. I plant my feet on the mattress, lifting my body with each of his thrusts.
“Kade.” He works faster, our tempo in sync with one another, like two dancers in a steady rhythm. Him leading and me following. Jesus, never ever have I felt something this pleasurable, been able to let go as freely, and soar like a bird in the sky. My head falls back to the mattress, hands going to my hair, pulling on it as my orgasm takes over.
“Take me with you, babe. Fuck my cock with your sweet-as-hell pussy.” His movements, his words, and the way he’s looking at me are my undoing. I come apart, and through it all, Kade doesn’t stop. He keeps going, making my orgasm last longer, his piercing only heightening my experience. God, how I’d love to feel him without a condom. On one hard and deep push, he plants himself inside me, then his body locks up, allowing me to feel each spurt of cum he jets inside the rubber he’s wearing.
“Hmm,” I sigh when he drops to his elbows, bracing himself on either side of my head, a lazy smile tugging at his lips.
“Like that look on my girl. Give me a few minutes and we’ll have a repeat performance.” My legs lift and wrap around his waist, locking him in place with my ankles.
“I’m going to need more than a few minutes, big guy.” His hands slide beneath my body, wrapping me up, and my own move to his biceps to hold on.
“Is that right? Two orgasms your max?” He dips his head closer to mine. His question makes me pause, my mind drawing a blank at trying to remember the last time I ever got off more than once in the past.
“I’m pretty sure with a partner, it’d be once and only once. On my own, two has been my limit,” I reply, moving one of my hands off his arm. Just as I’m about to touch the dog tags around his neck, his hand captures mine and he brings it to his lips.
“Next round, I want your hands fucking your pussy while your mouth is wrapped around my cock until you orgasm, then I’m going to eat you again. After that, you’ll get me inside of you to round out your third orgasm,” he states before lifting off of me. “Gotta take care of the condom. Be right back.” He presses his mouth against mine, and when his tongue slides along my upper lip, a small gasp infiltrates the quietness in the room. He takes the opportunity to deepen our kiss. What started out as something light turns hot and heavy. My hands lock in his hair, keeping him close to me, turning this into a full-on make-out session. He drags his cock lazily in and out of my pussy, spurring me on even further.
