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“A vision,” I murmur, watching as her pouty lips open slightly in a gasp with realization. The curve of her back from leaning forces her beautiful tits forward more. Her pert nipples stand at attention for me, ready to be teased and bitten in pleasurable punishment. I palm myself over my pants, the zipper digging into my erect dick. Her stare focuses on my hand, biting her lip as I stroke up and down gently. She peers back up at me from under her lashes, sucking the tip of her finger into her mouth, hallowing her cheeks a bit.
Stepping forward, I grip the back of her head, my hand tangling dangerously in her roots. I yank her head back, slamming my lips against her in another feverish kiss. I snake my other hand to her hip, gently pushing it forward and back, giving her a bit of friction on the leather seat. Whimpers fall from her lips as I bring her closer to the edge, just by a bit of leather.
“Does leather make you horny?” I growl, kissing down her neck. I nip at the soft skin, mewls of pleasure dripping from her.
“Yes, sir,” she yelps when I bite down again as she replies. I mutter a small praise, before stopping my hand from moving her hips. Sounds of dissatisfaction leave her, but I am quick to silence them.
“Stand.” She doesn’t hesitate to rise off the bike, kicking her leg over. I shimmy her jeans off her body along with her thong. Her shirt follows next, and her bra drops to the concrete without the material to stop it.
“I don’t think this is fair,” she breathes out, glancing at my body. I waste no time unbuttoning my stupid top. Grabbing the middle of the button-up, I yank. Smalltinksresound through the garage where the buttons made a target of something. Her nails glide over the mutilated tattoos, but she doesn’t seem to mind. Leaning forward, she places a kiss on our wolf tattoo, whispering a small plea of happiness to it.I swear my heart skips a beat.
Kneeling down in front of her, I push her hips back gently. She rocks into the back, losing her balance and forcing her to hang onto the bike. I don’t give her any time to adjust herself as I feast on her. The surprised squeal of satisfaction hits my ears, a growl of possession making its way through me. Fervently, I flick my tongue over her already sensitive bundle of nerves, taking her current sprawled position to my advantage.
“Please, sir,” she pants with one hand on the handlebar and the other digging into the leather back seat. I feel her start to come to the edge, but pull back without giving her the ability to go over.
“When you come, you’ll be coming on my cock. Do you understand?” I grunt, watching her give into the command almost immediately.
“Yes, sir,” she coos, pleading silently with me. Undoing my belt and zipper, I let my pants sit on my hips.
“I want you to hold it,” I whisper in her ear, sitting her upright once more.
“What?” She asks, confusion taking over her features. I wink as a reply, helping her straddle the bike again. Taking the key from my pocket, I put it in the ignition and start it up. Her body jumps at the vibrations which is followed by a groan.
“Lean forward, baby.” Helping her grab onto the handles comfortably, I keep my pants on, straddling the bike behind her. My cock begs for release, but I keep him confined for just a few moments longer. My breath cascades over her back as I nip down her spine, eliciting soft moans from her precious mouth.
“Please fuck me,” she croaks, the rumble of the bike sending vibrations through us both.
“Beg,” I tease, pushing her hips further into the leather seat. Soft whimpers dissipate under the engine.
“Please, sir, please fuck me. Please Declan.” When she uses my name, I know I’m done for. The way it rolls off her tongue in a plea for release forces all of my inhibitions to snap. Sitting back, I create a bit of distance between us. She lets me know that she’s not a fan of the space by trying to push her hips back. I swat her ass, indicating that her objections are not up for discussion. I stand over the bike, my legs being long enough to let me hover over the needy woman in front of me, ass and pussy exposed for my taking. I swirl a finger down her exposed spine, plunging inside her heat, mere millimeters off the seat. She jumps forward at the contact, but I ensure she stays put with a firm grip on her shoulder. I wiggle around inside of her, watching her squirm as I bump her g-spot.
“Please, please, please,” she chats, pushing her hips into my hand. Not liking this action, I pull away and send another smack to her bottom, watching the deliciousness bounce in awe. Just for my own enjoyment, I send a series of spanks, watching her pretty soft skin turn pink then red with the assault. Her sounds let me know that she’s loving it.
“You like that? You like when I turn your pretty ass red?” She doesn’t give words, just cries with consistent pleasure as I soothe the inflamed skin. Leaning forward, I place a kiss on her shoulder, removing my hands completely from her body. She doesn’t fuss this time as I work to remove my cock from his confines. He springs free, ready to go home. Taking my time, I dip two fingers inside of her, pumping a few times before removing. Wetting my hard member with her slickness, I work myself over.
“You ready?” I ask, pretending that I need actual confirmation from her.I’m sure this woman would eat me alive, the exact way I do with her.
“Yes! Please, sir!” Over and over, she cries for my cock. I shuffle forward a few steps, watching her push back when she felt my cock hit her opening. Placing my hands on her hips, I drag myself over her for a few moments, teasing her. Without warning, I snap my hips into hers, a guttural scream emitting from her little body.
“Shit,” I grunt, kneading the skin under my palms. The soft skin against my rough hands feels like I’m touching heaven. Add the way my cock feels inside this woman, and I’m in literal paradise. Plunging inside of her, I keep her leaned forward, clit on the vibrating leather while I take what I want from the woman I love. The sounds of pure, unadulterated screams make my heart hammer in my chest, my cock harder than I imagined was humanly possible.
Pulling out, I grab the front of her throat, yanking her body backward as I feel her get close to the edge. My chest to her back, I see her chest heave with an unfinished orgasm, edging her once again. I know how she gets when she can’t finish, but this will be worth her while.
“Face me,” I growl, sucking her earlobe into my ear, biting down and releasing it when she hisses in pleasure. I help her reposition herself, her front with mine. Her full breasts bounce with the movement, and my eyes track every jiggle. I help her lean back against the handle bars, tense and unsure. “Relax baby, I won’t let you fall.” That’s all the coaxing she needed before she fully succumbed to my request. Both of my hands glide up her body, catching on her tits and tweaking her nipples harshly. Her eyes pinch, but her sounds let me know she’s not in pain.
With urgency, I push myself back inside her. The small whimpers leaving her body work me up higher. I quickly realize I’m not going to last much longer.
“Fuck, Natalia,” I hum, swirling my hips against hers. Gripping her neck with one hand, the other takes a firm grip on her hip, solidifying her place.
“Can I cum? Please let me cum,” she begs, hanging onto the bars like a champ.
“Not yet,” I grunt, releasing the beast. Rearing my hips backward, I slam into her over and over, defiling the pretty thing under me. I send a light smack to her clit, watching her face contort in pain, but the sounds she makes lets me know she’s definitely not feeling hurt. “You like when I use this pussy for my own pleasure? Just a little toy for me to use while you beg for yourself?”
“Yes!” She gasps, her eyes still closed. Smacking her cheek softly, her eyes pop open in surprise.
“Let me see those pretty blues,” I mutter, watching realization dawn over her. I can tell she’s forcing herself to keep them open, working double time to not let them shut in pleasure. I drop the hand holding her throat to her clit, rubbing fast circles as her screams get higher in pitch.
“Cum,” I command. Her eyebrows furrow, and I cannot begin to describe the sound that leaves her. It’s a mix between a grunt, cry, and scream. Her pussy pulses around me, and I watch her squirt around my cock. Her juices soak my pants and the back, but I couldn’t care less. The sight and feeling of her squeezing the life out of me sends me into my own detonation. Slamming my hips into hers, my release gushes out of me and deep into her. Slews of curses erupt from me as I keep eye contact with the vixen under me, pleading with the world for this to never end.
