AllFreeNovel
Share Us
My tongue licked the sore spot, before gently nibbling the area erupting another beautiful noise. She arched her back, about to stand straight, but I grasped her hair, holding her in place, and whispered, “Stay just like that. You look so sexy.” I unbuttoned my jeans, while I caressed her soft skin. I released my cock that strained against the zipper, begging for release. Not to seem too arrogant, but I wasn't lacking in the size department.
Taking out a condom from my jeans pocket–one can never be too prepared--I ripped it with my teeth while I sucked her earlobe. I rolled it on eagerly ready to fill her. I firmly grabbed one of her breasts, causing a guttural yell to erupt from her throat, begging for more, and that’s when I shoved my dick deep inside her. Now she was surely screaming with pleasure. I licked two of my fingers and played with her little nub while pushing my cock deep inside her. The intensity of the situation had me ready to cum, but I can tell she's not quite there.
I removed my cock, and she whimpered wanting, I pressed her against the couch and rubbed my hardness between her cheeks. I used my thumb to feel her wetness against my skin. The sound urged me forward and I slapped her ass once more, loving the way it bounced every time I did, then pushed myself inside her warmth, again. Thrust by thrust I filled her. I tightly grabbed her and spread her cheeks watching me enter her, loving the view.
She clamped down on my cock so tightly that I knew she was about to cum. Her body stiffened and tremors shook her. I thrust harder and faster, releasing a low growl from the back of my throat. Her body convulsed while she wailed from the back of hers.
The endorphins rushed throughout my body giving me the rush and release that I desired. We finished together and fell haphazardly onto the couch in a wilted mess. Her scent surrounded me. Her hair twisted around my fingers. She really was a beautiful woman. It was a shame she couldn’t stick around much longer, but I pondered that the latter would be worse.
I composed myself before I removed myself from her. I tossed the condom in the nearby trash. I lifted my pants over my hips and when I closed the zipper, she whimpered. Maybe she wanted a second round or maybe she didn’t want to leave just yet. That was certainly not going to happen, she had to go, but I could at least use my manners.
“Thank you,” I said with a sideways smile before I helped her dress then escorted her to the door. Watching her wiggle those pants back over her hips almost had me ready for another round, but rules were rules. No attachments. No feelings. Just sex.
She seemed confused at first with her freshly fucked doe eyes and her underwear grasped in her hands, then as I slowly closed the door while waving goodbye, her features turned hateful. She called me an asshole before my door latched. At least now I knew she wouldn’t be coming back for more. She couldn’t say I wasn’t polite; I did thank her.
Now that she’s gone, I would have to freshen up a bit before heading back out for my routine supper at my favorite food truck next to the beach.
I had been frequentingPappy’s Pulled Pork Palacefor years. The best food truck in Coree Harbor. Great food, great atmosphere, and of course Pappy. Pap had been like a father to me since my old man pretty much disowned me years ago. We haven't been on good terms, it's a long story.
Plus, the man could cook a mean BBQ pulled pork sandwich. He listened to my stories for hours. I got in line, which quickly dissipated from small orders and Pappy scoped me out.
“Well, right on time Hunt,” he said with his signature crooked smile. A smirk meant to charm, but underneath, he had a heart of gold.
“Aren’t I always?” I shot back.
“You behaving boy?”
It was like he knew my every move or knew exactly what I had done throughout the day. More than likely, he did. I didn't know if I should have felt guilty, nonetheless, I enjoyed my days. My routine didn’t change much. The life I led is pretty basic. I might have looked like the stuck-up Daddy’s boy, but I had to work my ass off to get to where I was today. And I was good at making myself look professional with all my tattoos. Honestly, it’s probably better this way. Dad handed everything to my oldest brother Blake, at least I knew I was a success on my own.
“Pap, you know I don’t have time to misbehave. Between work and the ladies, I’m a busy fella.”
Before he answered, a loud bike vibrated the ground beneath me. A massive shiny metallic blue hog. A curvy figure straddling the massive machine, who appeared too small to hold it up, arrived. All eyes were glued to her as she removed the helmet. I couldn’t help but stare.
A goddess dressed in leather and denim swung her leg to the side of her motorcycle. This was no crotch rocket. The bike was pure structural beauty but didn’t compare to the ethereal creature before me. Her bright red hair fell past her shoulders and reflected the sun, while her blue eyes sparkled. She had a darkness about her that I wanted to explore. If only I knew how to approach this vixen.
She was the most gorgeous girl I had ever laid eyes on.
I wanted her... I shook my head trying to rid the thoughts from my head before I was a goner. However, my dick quivered in my jeans making it very uncomfortable in a crowd of people.
I ran my hands through my hair and straightened my shirt before strutting towards her with as much confidence as I could muster. I tilted my head and plastered my friendliest grin to my lips, I certainly didn’t want to scare her off.
Although, it was me who was shaking. My hands trembled as I reached for my sunglasses and tilted them down to take a closer look. I didn’t know why she made me this nervous, this had never happened before. I gathered my wits and inhaled deeply.
“Hi, what’s your name?” I asked with a shaky voice, feeling like a nerd who wanted to talk to the cheerleader. I didn’t remember the last time a girl made me feel like this. Probably because it never happened. I almost had to give myself a pep talk. Embarrassing.
“Piss off,” she barked without even looking in my direction. Oh, she was one of those girls, one who was angry with the world. It couldn’t have been because she didn't want to talk to me. I was adorable. How could she dismiss me so easily? She must not have gotten a good look at me.
I chuckled at the irony at hand, even if there was no humor behind it. “My name’s Hunter,but you can call me Hunt.” Which was short for what I was good at...but she didn’t need to know that. She continued to walk away from me as if I never said a word to her. Like I was not worth her time.
However, like a true hunter, I watched my prey as she sauntered up to Pappy’s food truck like she owned the place. Her hips swayed almost strategically like she was planning for my attack with a countermove. Were women born with this move or was this taught through generations? I stayed in stealth mode awaiting her weakness or at least a chink in the armour.
She crept up toward the back of the trailer, opened Pappy’s door, and yelled, “Surprise!”
Pappy jumped back, the crooked smile plastered on his face. He seemed so happy to see her, and I didn’t understand how he knew that beautiful vixen. That look was usually only aimed at me.
He wrapped his arms around her and held her like his life depended on it.
She smiled with tears in her eyes, “It’s good to be home, Pappy.”
