That mess of hair in my face, her back to my chest, my nose to her neck. I directed her to my bike that sat at the head of the pack, and I swung on.
A squeal ripped out of Brinley when I tugged her sideways across my lap, those legs dangling off to one side and her arms wrapped around my neck.
She giggled as she peeked up at me. “This feels dangerous.”
I gave her a ribbing scoff. “Only thing dangerous around here is you. Way you have control over me.”
“Funny since you’re manhandling me.” She grinned.
I squeezed her bare thigh. “Tell me you don’t like it.”
“Can’t.” She lifted a nonchalant shrug. “I promised I’d never lie to you.”
“That’s what I thought.”
I let my hand wander, riding up her leg and dipping between her thighs.
She whimpered and spread her legs a little further as I ran my fingertips over her soaked underwear.
I wanted to strip her bare right there, but considering we were only at the edge of the fire, barely concealed by the woods, I instead forced myself to grip the handlebars so I could kick my bike over.
I slowly pulled out while Brinley rose up higher, running her lips in a lust-inducing path up my neck before she was kissing me as I took to the dirt lane that led to the house.
Talk about dangerous.
“You trying to make me crash?” I rumbled into her mouth, not minding the assault a bit.
“I think you can handle it. I’ve seen you ride. A few kisses aren’t going to ruffle you.”
She was wrong.
I was feeling really fuckingruffled.
I suddenly angled my bike off the path, tires rolling over the damp, high grasses as I shifted course and maneuvered us into the sanctuary of the surrounding forest.
Burying us in the shadows, just the faintest trickle of moonlight spilling through the leaves.
Lighting her flesh as she pulled back when I planted my boots out to the side to balance us on the bike.
“What are you doing?” she rasped.
“Can’t go on a second more not being inside you.”
Keeping my feet planted, I grabbed her by the waist and shuffled her around.
Woman straddling the bike and facing away so I could get a good look at her shirt while I went to work on my fly.
Shoving my jeans down just enough to free my anguished cock.
Brinley gasped as I jerked her panties aside, that flimsy skirt barely enough to cover her ass. My free hand wound around tothe front of her neck as I pulled her back, mouth grunting at her ear.
“Not being inside you is nothing short of pain. Did you know that? Way I fucking ache anytime I’m not with you. Anytime I’m looking at you and you’re across the room. Anytime I think of you.”
“Then you’d better have me,” she wheezed, a needy huff from her lungs permeating the whirring night as I grabbed her under the back of one thigh, lifting her high enough to line her cunt up with my dick.
My fingers kneaded into the lush flesh at the back of her thigh, my swollen head poised at her entrance.
Her breaths held while she waited.
