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“If you love the bike so much, I’m going to fuck you over it.”
I grab her arms and turn her so she’s facing it, my chest to her back as her hands move to the leather seat. She’s so fucking stunning, bare for me beside Axel’s bike, but I know she’ll look even hotter draped over it.
Before I can guide her into the position I want, she inches closer, resting her stomach across the seat. “Please.”
Fuck. Me.
No whisper has ever sounded sweeter, no plea ever hotter.
My hands fall to her hips as she blindly searches out my dick with her pussy, rising up onto her tiptoes to get closer.
Without any further encouragement, I line my cock with her entrance and slam inside her. Heat engulfs me as I see stars, basking in her warmth. Her cries are like a prayer to my ears.
“That’s it, Ryker, she likes it rough, but don’t knock the bike over.” Emmett’s statement makes my cock thrust deeper inside her. I’m desperate for my release and for her pussy to squeeze my cock, milking me for all that I am.
Retreating, I pull out until the tip barely remains, then I slam into her harder as she clings to the bike for stability. When her moans get deeper, more sensual, my body takes over, thrusting into her relentlessly as our bodies heat and sweat clings to my temples.
I tighten my right hand on her hip, then I reach for her hair with my left, wrapping it around my knuckles to tilt her head back, fucking her without restraint as she cries out for more. As her pitch gets louder and her breathing becomes more jagged, I know she’s close.
“Please, Ryker. Please.”
Releasing her hair, I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her back so she’s against my chest, before grabbing her leg and placing it on the seat of the bike. Emmett has the perfect view of her pussy now as I bend my knees slightly and thrust up into her, somehow getting deeper from this angle.
With one hand capturing her tits, just like I did the other night, and the other tapping at her clit, it only takes four more thrusts before she’s coming around my dick, chanting my name in ecstasy.
The way her pussy squeezes my dick leaves me no choice but to follow after her, my orgasm ripping through my body, causing chaos in my veins as I ride out each wave.
It feels like an eternity before I manage to catch my breath, her body slumped in my hold as I cling to her. Glancing over her shoulder, I catch sight of Emmett wiping at his dick with a cloth, and I know he enjoyed the show too.
Scarlett leans her head back against my shoulder before stiffening in my arms. “Does that make me a Ruthless Bitch now?” she asks, uncertainty in her voice with a hint of disappointment, but before I can respond, Emmett beats me to it.
“Never.”
She sags in my arms once more as I meet his gaze. Did we have an audience? Yes. But there is no way in hell I’m making her fair game for everyone. Not a chance in hell.
I don’t know what it is about her. I can’t put my finger on it.
All I know is fucking usually clears my head, but all it’s done is leave me even more consumed by her.
TWENTY-THREE
Gray
Fuckingmy hand definitely doesn’t compare to fucking Scarlett Reeves. I’m almost embarrassed that I thought it would be satisfying enough to get me through the day, but knowing Ryker is out there, tasting and teasing what I’m desperate for, dulled the experience.
She isn’t a bitch and she doesn’t cause drama simply by opening her mouth, enjoying the mess it creates, plus she sprouted off information about Axel’s Harley like a pro. She’s a complete fucking mystery. We don’t get girls like that around here. Ever.
Hearing her mention her own motorcycle has me coming up with a plan. One that’s going to get me closer to her, and I know it will be worth it.
Not that I have feelings for her, I refuse to have feelings for anyone. I just want to see her face light up again. The way it only does when she talks about bikes.
Fuck.
Sweeping my hair back off my face, I head for the door. If I stay in here any longer, I’ll start thinking about my emotions, and I’m not facing that today.
The hallway is quiet as I move to my room, but it’s a surprise to see Axel sitting at the foot of my bed when I push my door open.
“What’s up, man?”
