I could feel the metal slide into me. The fullness where I had never had it before made me stay motionless over the bike.
“Breathe, Rebel. Just breathe.” I listened, taking one deep breath before pushing myself up more.
“That isn’t so bad,” I said, my body adjusting. “I can handle this.”
“Good, because that’s the smallest one,” he said, grinning. “We have plenty of others to move up to.”
My mouth dropped open as he pushed me over the bike a little further, pressing the small gemstone.
I gasped, the sensation making my body clench as a thrill ran up my spine.
“Ready to go home now?”
I nodded, taking another deep breath. “Are you taking this out, then?”
He leaned down over my back, his lips at my ear as he laughed.
“There’s not a chance in hell I am taking this out now,” he said, bending me over further as he pushed my skirt up more. The cool night air swept over my bare ass.
I could hear people talking as they headed down the sidewalks and knew they would see me if they looked down the side alley we were parked in.
“Rook, can we go? People are going to see us.”
“That’s okay. They can see how filthy you are for me.” He ran his hands along my exposed skin, sending shivers down my spine.In one swift movement, he spun me, finding my lips in the dark. “Come on, get on. I need to get you home.”
I stepped forward and moaned, the sensation of the plug making my legs nearly shake.
“Fuck, filthy looks so fucking good on you,” he growled as his arms wrapped around me, dragging me against his body. “Get on the bike, baby. Let’s get you soaked, and I promise to take care of it the second we stop.”
I swung onto the bike, nearly whimpering as I slid over and sat down behind him. He eased the bike out, pulling out onto the main street and heading towards my house.
I barely made it five minutes. Between the vibration of the bike and the new piece of jewelry, I was already turned on. I could feel myself getting wetter, my core tightening at the thought of him fucking me at the same time as the plug vibrated.
My hands slid off the tank onto his thighs, trailing up them until I reached his hard cock.
The wave of want washed over me, and I ran over his length once. I couldn’t wait any longer and I didn’t have time to worry about connecting to explain this to him.
I tapped his leg, pointing to a pull-off on the side of the road.
He listened, parking the bike before ripping off his helmet. “What’s wrong?” he asked, but I was already sliding off.
I moved fast, undoing his belt and unzipping his jeans before I bunched my skirt up higher and got on the bike right in front of him.
“Oh, fuck, baby, it’s that bad?” he asked, adjusting me in front of him.
“Yes,” I said, moving until I could feel him pressed against my entrance. “It’s that bad, and I need you now.”
I pushed back, trying to take all of him, but he stopped me. He pressed the gemstone, pushing it harder into me as I groaned.
“Okay, baby, I’ll take care of it.”
He grabbed the handlebar, hitting the throttle as he slammed into me. The vibration and sudden fullness made me yell out. He didn’t stop thrusting into me over and over.
I was desperate for release, the need building up inside me until I wanted to scream. Every thrust brought me closer. I could feel my body trembling, my heart racing.
The buildup had already had me on edge and one more hit of the throttle pushed me over.
“Rook,” I yelled, reaching for anything to hold on to.
