Page 82 of Diary of a Biker Queen

I reached down and stroked him, fitting my fingers around the base of his cock. With my other hand, I lowered my panties, revealing my snatch.

Giving Luca the view of my ass.

With deliberate intention, I spread my legs and bent over, putting my mouth around Lynx’s cock and showing Luca the plug he’d fit inside me earlier.

He groaned.

I wanted to see what he could, but I didn’t want to stop sucking Lynx either. Lynx leaned back on his hands, fighting the urge to thrust up into my mouth though not completely succeeding. He kept it shallow though, seemingly knowing this was my show to own.

Luca took a step forward.

I glanced over my shoulder at him. “Don’t you dare touch me unless I say you can.”

His jaw ticked. “You want me touching you, princess. You know you do.”

“You know nothing.”

I doubled down on Lynx’s cock, teasing him with tongue and lips.

He threaded his fingers through my hair and gently tugged my head up. “Ride me. I want to feel how tight your pussy is with that plug in your ass.”

I straddled him, wet opening hovering over his hard cock. I rubbed myself on him, oiling up the tip of his dick with my arousal. He prodded against my entrance, finding the slick moisture, while I rocked my hips sensuously, priming to take him.

My long, dark hair fell around my face, and I pressed my hands to his chest, supporting my weight. I gradually took inches of his dick at a time, slowly sliding down, until he was fully inside me, deep-rooted, the two of us connected in the most primal of ways.

“You’re so tight,” he gasped out.

I moved slowly, inch by inch, scared if I went any faster I might fall apart. I worked myself on his cock at my own pace, each movement faster until I was panting, my pussy fluttering with the beginnings of an orgasm.

He scraped my hair back off my face so he could kiss me, our tongues joining and stroking, the kiss deep and hot and wet. I lost myself in it, in him, in the connection we’d found.

I bounced on him, moaned his name. Was so damn close to coming I battled to hold on.

He put his lips to my ear. “Let him fuck you too.”

I moaned and shook my head. “Not if he were the last man on earth.”

Lynx chuckled at Luca rolling his eyes, clearly having overheard our conversation, or at least working it out from my response.

“You don’t mean that,” Lynx said, kissing my neck in all the ways he knew I liked. “You’ve been thinking about him taking you there all day.”

We all knew Lynx was right. I was breathless with desire, and he’d slowed things right down, knowing he could get me off and my body would sing beneath his fingers, full of his cock.

But he wanted to fuck me while Luca did.

We all wanted that.

I pulled back enough to glare at him, but he just kissed my mouth, and within a second I was kissing him back. I was breathless when I spoke over my shoulder.

“Fine. Luca, you can touch me.”

Despite the thick bulge behind his suit pants, he scoffed, “Geez, what an enthusiastic invitation.”

Lynx battled for control of his orgasm. “Just fuck her, would you?”

“I’m not in the habit of fucking anyone who doesn’t want me to. So she’s going to have to do better than that.”

I groaned and glared at him. “Why do you always have to be such a fucking pain in my ass?”