We were inevitable.
Lifting her up, I marveled at how light she was. Her slight form weighed absolutely nothing. I ran up the stairs unable to think of anything else but her on my bed.
She bounced on the mattress, giggling as she did. Seeing her so happy sank her deeper in my soul. I vowed I’d keep the smile on her face for as long as I lived.
Her arms stretched out, inviting me into her bubble. I jumped on the bed, making her bounce again. I hovered over her, admiring her.
“Hi,” she said with a sly smile. Her hand traveled down my chest until she reached my cock.
“Hi, still worried I won’t fit?” I asked as her fingers explored the shaft.
She nodded. I kissed down her body, stopping to suck on her delicious tits. She moaned, her nipples taut in my mouth. I kept going, down her stomach, making a detour around her belly button until I was exactly where I wanted to be. I didn’t bother going slow. I had to taste her. To have her essence running through my blood stream was my current mission.
With the first lick I was in heaven. “You taste so fucking good.”
Her legs spread farther open, giving me the sexiest sight I’d ever seen. She stuffed a pillow under her head so she could see my every move. With our eyes glued to each other she watched as I licked her over and over savoring her taste. When the blue of her eyes changed to a stormy sea, I knew she was close. I sucked on her clit, as I finger fucked her, adding fingers, getting her ready for my girth. Her eyelids closed as her body shuddered, her pleasure peaked. With a hard suction on her clit I felt her release. Her walls clenched against my fingers, as her clit pulsed against my lips. I didn’t stop until her feet were on my shoulders, pushing me away.
“It’s too much, Hulk.” Her voice was drugged with her release.
With quick kisses I made my way up her body, knowing she was ready for me. When I reached her lips she sucked on my mouth, tasting her release still coating them. Her legs wouldn’t fit around my hips, but she spread them open, letting me in. I eased into her, watching for signs of discomfort. All I saw was passion.
She surged her hips up, thrusting me inside her to the hilt. “You were going too slow,” she announced.
“I was trying to be a gentleman.”
“I don’t want a gentleman. I want you. My dangerous, protective, biker.” I didn’t know if she truly understood the truth of what she had just said. I was a protective dangerous biker, but I was also hers.
I surged back into her, and when she seemed to enjoy the punishing pace I pistoned into her harder. She bent her knees up to her chest, giving me different access. Her fingers dug into my shoulders, holding on with all she had. One of my hands sank into her hair, and I gave it an experimental tug. The clenching of her pussy around my cock showed me just what I needed to know.
Flipping her over, I put her on all fours taking the time to enjoy the view of her ass. My tongue darted out licking her tiny little asshole, making it a promise it would be introduced to my dick soon. She moaned at the touch, and if I wasn’t already aware this girl was it for me, her reaction showed me just how perfect she was.
I tugged on her hair, arching her back as I pushed back into her. She felt tighter this way. Her pussy walls were squeezing my cock so hard it almost hurt. I must’ve paused for too long because she lurched forward and slammed back on me.
With a grip on her hair, I fucked her like we both wanted. One of my fingers circled her asshole after gathering her wetness on it. As soon as I put pressure on the tight hole she came all over my cock. The pulsing around it was too much, and I came inside of her, letting her body take everything it earned.
Collapsing on the bed next to her so I didn’t squish her, I pulled her tiny body on top of mine. It was insane how much she just took from me, being so small.
“I told you it would fit,” I said rubbing my palm up and down her smooth spine.
“You were right.” She snuggled against me as if she was a purring cat.
I pulled the covers around us, getting comfortable.
“It’s even better than the books.”
“What books? Don’t tell me you read those wizard books too.”
She put her elbows on my chest, a lazy smile on her face. “Who reads the wizard books here?”
“Clara, Zeus’s wife. She’s obsessed with them. Got all the biker skanks to read them, and made us all take a test to find out what house we’d be in.”
“I think I’m going to like her. I’ve read the wizard books, but now I’m into more, umm, mature books.”
My dick jumped at the way her cheeks turned pink when she mentioned the word mature. “Do you have any with you?”
She nodded, her lip retreating back into her mouth.
“Go get it.”
