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He tossed them over the side of the bed and lifted one leg up to his mouth. He kissed the inside of my knee.
“This doesn’t hurt?”
“No,” I murmured.
He dropped it onto his shoulder and worshipped the skin up my inner thigh. I moaned softly as his lips touched the sensitive skin at the apex of my legs. When he stopped before reaching my pussy, I pushed upward, but he chuckled under his breath and stared on the other leg.
“I have to make sure the rest of you is okay, too, babe.”
“That doesn’t hurt either,” I promised. Though the back of my thighs told a whole different story.
“What about here?” he asked as he pressed a kiss on top of my clit.
“Fuck,” I breathed.
His tongue swirled around the nub, drawing it into his mouth and caressing it gently. He licked against the seam of my lips, dragging it up to my clit. I bucked at even the softest touches.
“Am I going to have to hold you down?” he asked.
“Please,” I begged.
He grinned and set his hand against my abdomen, so there was nowhere else for me to go. With his arm strapped across me, I couldn’t lift or escape. I had to lie there as he worked me into a frenzy.
“Don’t move now. Be a good girl.”
I groaned as he rubbed his hand back and forth across my lips without going inside. I wanted to rear up to try to escape, to get relief. Whatever he would give me. But I couldn’t move, and he’d told me to stay still. So, I let loose vocally as his tongue swirled harder and more insistent against my clit, coaxing it to its peak.
Finally, mercifully, he slipped one finger inside of me. My legs seized up on their own, drawing closed. He released my clit and used his hand to push me all the way back open for him.
“Hollin,” I gasped as he returned to sucking on my clit.
Then, he thrust a finger all the way inside of me, and everything went molten. I wanted that to be his cock. I wanted him to stretch me and fill me. I might be sore from last night, but, fuck, I wanted it. The second followed the first, and he curled his fingers upward. I saw stars as he worked me to the point of no return.
“Close,” I panted.
“Come for me,” he commanded.
He thrust his fingers into me faster and faster. His tongue worked in perfect tempo with his hands. and I unleashed. My body tensing and shuddering under him.
I’d barely come down when he ripped open a condom and seated himself against my opening. He filled me with one long drive forward. I cried out as the last traces of my orgasm rocked through me, and he filled my still-sensitive body. He took both of my hands in his own and shoved them over my head as he pounded into me. My tits bounced. My body shook with the force of it. And all I did was want more.
“Going to come for me a second time?”
“Yes,” I gasped. I could already feel the traces of another orgasm rising in me. “Touch me.”
He switched my wrists into one of his hands as his other hand moved between my legs. He used my own wetness to draw circles around my clit.
“Oh fuck.”
“Fuck yes,” Hollin said. “Fuck.”
Then, he grunted twice and stiffened, emptying himself deep inside me as he came hard and fast. My own orgasm was triggered by his, and I let loose. Stars swam in my vision, and as everything receded, the small triggers of pain returned. Welcome pain. Reminders of our escapades.
Hollin tossed the condom and drew me against his chest. “How are you feeling?”
“Mmm,” I whispered, snuggling into him as sleep beckoned me all over again. “Nap time.”
He laughed and kissed my neck. “What about breakfast?”
“What are you making me?”
“I thought…I’d take you out.”
I slowly rolled over so that I was facing him. Was he asking me out again? “Really? Back-to-back dates?”
“If you don’t mind wearing your dress again.”
“I don’t mind.”
He kissed my nose. “I’m craving pancakes.”
“I’m craving you.”
He grinned. “I can oblige that.”
Then he kissed me, and we both forgot about pancakes for another half hour.
Finally, we hauled ourselves out of bed. I did the best I could with my hair without anything to tame the wild mess. I swiped on some lipstick, and that was that.
The weather had turned murky overnight, and we took Hollin’s truck instead of the Harley. I promised the bike that I’d be back on it later. Hollin beamed at my words. He liked how much I liked it. I’d never, ever thought I’d be a motorcycle kind of girl. But I completely understood the freedom with it. It was an adrenaline rush. And a powerful one at that.
