AllFreeNovel
Share Us
15
Fist
I let Mindi get adjusted on the bike, waiting until she wraps her arms around my waist before easing out of the parking lot. I keep the pace slow, and we ride along the road, enjoying the feel of the wind as it blows over our bodies.
We’re silent on the drive. Mindi doesn’t ask where we’re going, and I don’t bother to tell her. I’d rather show her. I just want some time alone with her away from the clubhouse. Just her and me out in the wilderness together.
I pull up to a small local park, take us deeper into the trees, and kill the engine. It’s deserted this time of night, and that suits my purposes just fine. I motion for Mindi to hop off and then pull her around so that she’s back on the bike, this time facing me as I move back to allow her enough room to sit in front of me.
“I’m sorry,” I tell her. “This isn’t Fist the biker talking. This isn’t a Reapers Rejects MC member talking. This is just me talking to you. And Iamsorry. I know I get hot-headed sometimes, but it only means I’m passionate about things.”
Mindi cups my cheeks in her hands. “Your passion is one of the things I love about you, Fist.”
My heart makes a funny little skip, and I know it’s time I ask her how she feels. I need to know. “What are your feelings, Mindi? How do you feel about me,reallyfeel about me?”
She hesitates, looking deep into my eyes, her upper teeth worrying her lower lip. “What are you asking, exactly, Fist?”
“I’m asking you if you love me. If you’re in love with me. We’ve been doing this relationship thing for a while now, and I need to know where you want to end up because I know where I want to end up with you.”
She’s barely breathing. “What does that mean?”
I take her hands and kiss each of them. “I want you, Mindi. You and only you. I want our stupid fights. I want our makeup sex. I want the way you look annoyed when you’re talking to me, and I’m focusing my attention on something else. I love you, Mindi. I’m so in love with you.”
Her beautiful green eyes widen and fill with tears. “Fist, oh, Fist,” she breathes. “I love you too. I’m so in love with you that I’m stupid with it. But I’ve been so afraid to tell you. I don’t want to be hurt anymore.”
“I’d never hurt you, sweetness. I only want to cherish you. I want to fight with you and grow old with you. I want to make more children with you, laugh with you, live and love with you.” I capture her sweet lips with mine in a long, passionate kiss. When we part, I say the first thing that comes to my mind.
“Mindi, will you marry me?”
She never hesitates. “Yes,” she says. “I’ll be proud to be your wife.”
My emotions break, and I pull her against me, one hand diving into her hair. I crash my lips against hers. The way her mouth parts under mine, the way her tongue twines with mine, causes my cock to go rock hard. All I can think about now, at this moment, is plunging balls deep into her.
In just a few quick movements, I have Mindi looking down at the gleaming handlebars of my bike as my free hand pushes her pants down, exposing her ass encased in a white thong. Pushing on the arm I hold behind her back, I bend her over even more and deliver a swift slap to her pussy.
I lick my lips with raging excitement, almost panting as I roughly shove her forward so that she has to grip the handlebars in order to keep her balance. A finger slides between the band of fabric and Mindi’s skin, roughly pushing it aside. I shift behind her, and my voice is tight when I say, “I’m going to fuck you right now.”
I hear her suck in her breath as the head of my dick pops into her pussy, and I moan in pleasure at the way her inner walls grip me as I shove my full length into her. Balls deep in Mindi’s pussy, I release her other hand and grip her hair, pulling until her back arches and I can see her face.
Not wasting a moment, my hips piston, every thrust rocking the bike and making Mindi moan.
“Is that all you got to say?” I can barely grunt the words out as I pull on her hair and hammer into her. The incredible tightness of her body takes my breath away, and I pull harder, making her cry out. There is no doubt she is into it.
The harder I pull, the tighter she gets. Her rippling walls work my cock with growing insistence, leaking wetness that streaks my balls and splashes between her legs. Her body tenses, and her breathing becomes harsh.
“You gonna come for me, sweetness? Gonna come all over my cock?”
Mindi gasps and nods, gripping the bars tightly and pushing back hard to feel me slamming into her. Her body is bowing under the pressure of her need, and just as her cries are peaking, I yank away from her and release her hair.
Her gasp of dismay is worth every pulse of my deprived cock. I take a moment to catch my breath as I lean back, settling into the seat. I stroke myself with one hand while beckoning Mindi to come to me.
She gives me a slow smile and lifts her leg over the seat of the bike, grasping my dick. My ass lifts off the seat so I can thrust myself back into her hot, wet pussy. Her fingernails are digging into my shoulders through my clothes, and my fingers are busy working themselves into her top and tugging the fabric down under her tits as she sits on top of me, grinding her clit against the base of my cock.
I hum low in my throat as I bare her tits and capture a nipple in my mouth. I’m aware of the noises she makes as I nip and suck at the tight bud, holding it between my teeth and tugging. Her body’s bouncing, ass hovering over the seat, her thighs dangling over mine. She rocks back and forth, and I revel in the sting of her nails through my shirt and vest as her body tightens.
I pull my head back to watch her face, and she whimpers. “Bite me. Don’t stop! Bite my nipple hard.”
Not one to ignore the wishes of a woman riding my cock, I take her other nipple into my mouth and score it with my teeth, running my tongue around the hard peak. Mindi screams and bucks against me. My moan is lost against her breast, and her pussy clenches around me as she soaks the front of my jeans with her come. I can feel her nails raking up my back, scraping my neck and through my hair against my scalp as she holds onto my head, throwing her own back and screaming raggedly.
