“Hold on,” I say and then I drag my tongue over her warm pussy, pushing between her folds and sucking every ounce of excitement she’s already giving me.I circle her clit and lick in fast, light sweeps.
“Oh gods, Midnight,” she moans, rocking her hips, begging for more.
I bring two fingers to her entrance.She’s drenched this morning so I push in with very little resistance.
She lets out a deliciously feral moan as I glide in and out of her.Her fingers grip the leather seat, her mouth parting as she pants, “More.”
But I’m in charge, so I slow down to an agonising pace.Savouring every drop of her pussy.
I thrust in and out, slow and steady, applying more and more pressure to her clit, letting my tongue shiver over her hard nub faster and faster.
My horns dig into her thighs, pressing into those bruises.She bucks, the little dose of pain adding to the pleasure of me fucking her.
“I need to come,” she whines as my fingers curl inside her and find that spot on her wall that drives her wild.
I drive in hard and fast, she nearly falls off the back of the bike, but I use my other hand to hold her in place.
Her pussy tightens, she grows extremely wet, filling my mouth with a fucking feast of excitement and then she arches, her nipples tightening under her flimsy T-shirt and comes on my fingers.
I will never grow bored of the way her body feels when she explodes.She sags against me, but I pull her off the bike and flip her around so her hands are resting on the seat.She arches around to see me.
“I told you, Daddy brought her dick out to play this morning.Now, bend over before Imakeyou bend over.”
Her cheeks are flushed, her lips plump and rouged.The sight of her drives me wild.I unzip my trousers and pull out the strap I slid on this morning knowing damn well she would bring me out my morning coffee.
“My legs are already jelly,” she whimpers.
“Then I guess you have to hold on tight, baby girl,” I say and bring the cock to her entrance.
“Oh fuck.”Her head lolls forward as I push the cock inside.
I draw back and slap her bare arse, driving in hard.Her knees buckle, but I grip her hips and keep her upright.
“Fuck,” she moans.
I grin and thrust in again and again.She grips the bike until her knuckles whiten.I lean over her and reach for her clit.She shivers the moment I find her sensitive spot and grabs hold of my neck, her legs trembling against me as I rock in and out of her.
I ease off, wrap a fist around her hair and yank her up close to my body.She hisses against me as I angle her head so I can sink my mouth onto her neck.She bucks under me, the sting of a bite blending with the pleasure of me slowly thrusting into her cunt.
She slides her hands under her shirt and tugs at her nipples.
It makes my pussy clench watching her pull and tweak what’s mine.
“Who do those belong to?”I growl into her ear.
“You, Daddy,” she whimpers.
“That’s right.”I bend her further forward and thrust hard and fast, revelling in the slap of my thighs against her bare skin and the delicious sound of how wet she is.
Her grip slips on the bike seat, and she collapses as she comes apart for the second time this morning.I scoop her up, sit her on the bike and twist the key.The engine is rumbly as fuck, so I know those extra vibrations will eke the pleasure out a little longer.
I stand back and sip my coffee watching my woman pant and cling to my bike, a complete mess of exhaustion and pleasure, and I feel pretty fucking smug.
“Yeah, this will do nicely.”
Lucy has to arrive on campus before me.News spread of the loss of Arcadius once things had settled down, the campus was cleaned up and death only lingered in the classrooms and textbooks.The campus was mourning so many losses: professors, students and demons alike.
Lex and I mourned Bastien for weeks.We held a funeral for him in both churches, but his family was already gone so most of the attendees were friends and professors.
