Page 44 of Tack’s Bounty

Tack nodded his thanks to Shield and made a beeline for his wife. She was spinning and laughing on the dance floor in those overalls he adored on her. He slipped his hand under the shoulder strap to gently turn her toward him. Her eyes brightened, if that was possible.

“Oh, is it my wedding present time?” she gasped. His nod had her jumping up and down, which had her ample breasts doing the same. His cock went rock hard, but honestly, when wasn’t it around her?

She grabbed his hand, turning to her friends. “Thanks for celebrating with me. I’m going to let Tack have his wicked way with me. If I’m not walking bowlegged tomorrow, he’ll be required to repeat his performance,” Sophia called.

Lake chuckled. “I told you that giving them a grade seems to make them very attentive to your pleasure.”

Tack shook his head, swung Sophia up in his arms, rushing toward the garage.

"I love that you can carry me anywhere. It’s so sexy, and I want to lick every inch of those big, strong arms,” Sophia sighed.

Tack pushed the door open, directing Sophia to lock it behind them. He turned toward the scene, his heart warming at her gasp of delight.

“Oh, Tack,” she breathed.

Shield had done well setting it up. The room was lit by at least fifty candles of all sizes. He’d told Shield to spend enough to make it an intimate, romantic scene. His bike was cleaned and parked near an air mattress covered with silk sheets. An ice bucket contained champagne with two crystal flutes sitting beside it. It was quite romantic, if he did say so himself.

He lowered Sophia to her feet, slipping a finger under her overall strap to pull her closer.

“I’m looking forward to unwrapping my wife, and now that you’ve thrown down a challenge, you’ll be needing a warm bath tomorrow to soak out the aches,” he promised.

Sophia giggled. “I’m counting on it. Ravish me, husband.”

Tack unhooked the overall buckles, letting them slide off her shoulders and unhooked the side buttons, sliding them down her legs where she’d already toed off her shoes.

“Is my wife a little anxious?” he wondered.

“I’ve been wet and aching since you kissed me. I’ve got a powerful need for you, Tack,” Sophia breathed. Her words fanned the flame he’d been trying to keep under control. He wasted no time divesting them of their clothes, claiming her mouth until she was wiggling against him and wrapping her arms and legs around him.

“Tack, please,” she pleaded.

He slid her down his body, catching one of her nipples in his mouth to tease it. She grasped the back of his head, pressing him tighter as she rubbed her pussy against his leg. The wetness was all the sign he needed to go ahead and take her. Sophia was ready. He grasped her hips, turning her around until she was bent over the bike, her breasts resting against the gas tank.

“Oh, cold,” she gasped.

He stroked his hard cock as he settled closer to her, widening her legs. “Just one more sensation, babe.” He caressed her hip before he grasped her butt, giving her juicy cheek a light smack.

“Oh,” she panted.

“Oh, good or bad?” he asked, notching his cock at her center. He waited for her answer.

“Oh, so good. It’s making me all hot,” she admitted, wiggling her butt to get him closer.

He grasped her hair, pulling her head back so he could taste her lips as he pressed inside her slowly.

“Umm,” she moaned into his mouth. He pulled away, but his wife had been very clear what she wanted.

He grasped her hips, pulled out slowly, then drilled back into her, grinning at the moans from her mouth. He set up a pace that drove them both up fast. She was too hot, clasping his cock, and her pussy was gripping him so sweetly he wasn’t going to last long this first time. Being inside her bare was the best thing in the world, and knowing his little one was growing inside her was icing on the cake.

“Oh, oh, oh, I’m coming,” Sophia screamed.

All Tack could think was thank fuck because he’d barely been holding on with the tightness that was building at his spine. He plunged back in one last time and let it roll over him, his heart hammering. He kissed the back of her neck and trailed a hand down her spine as he came back to himself.

“You good, babe?” he prodded.

“Umm, so good. I like fucking on the bike, but then I like you inside me, your cock touching all those places and making me shake in need,” Sophia admitted.

His cock had softened a little but hardened at her words. “Well, babe, it seems you’ve got him ready to go again. How do you want your second time as Mrs. Tack Lawson?” he questioned, grabbing one of the towels from his saddlebags he’d stocked them with before tonight. Holding it as he pulled out so she wouldn’t be covered in cum, he turned her face toward his, gently kissing those plush lips he adored.