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My leg slid over his strong shoulder as I gripped the back of his head, my hips rocking against his tongue as he worked me.
“No, stop,” I said, yanking at his hair, feeling him stiffen, but pull back. And, hey, we had to dig a guy who didn’t even hesitate to move away when they thought consent was being rescinded. “I need to fuck you,” I said, pulling him up.
He looked a little taken aback at that.
It was always fun to catch a hot guy off-guard.
But he reached into his pocket, finding his wallet, and the condom, even as my hands were working at his button and zipper, then reaching inside to free his cock.
Long, thick.Perfect.
His hands brushed mine away to slip on the condom, and then he was reaching for me.
“No,” I said, pulling away. “Like this,” I added as I turned my back to him, hiking up my skirt around my waist.
Another of those sexy little rumbles moved through him as his hand shot out, grabbing my thong, and yanking it to my knees as he moved in behind me.
His cock slid against my pussy as his one hand grabbed the back of my neck, pushing me harder against the house with a ferocity that only managed to make me even more desperate for his cock.
Then he was shifting back, pressing against me, then surging inside.
A loud moan escaped me, despite being out in the open, as he stretched me, filling me completely.
“Fuck,” my biker hissed, his fingers all but crushing the back of my neck as he settled deep, trying to find a little self-control.
I, not a praying sort of woman, sent up a prayer that he found it, that he wasn’t a two-pump-chump, because every nerve ending in my body was aching for release.
He sucked in a deep breath, then on the exhale, he started to fuck me.
Hard, fast,deep.
His free hand dug into my hip, holding me where he wanted me as he plowed into me, making me take every inch of him with each thrust.
“Don’t stop,” I begged as he started to drive me up.
“Fuck, baby,” he hissed in a low, savage voice right by my ear. “Feel how good you’re taking me?” he asked, making my pussy clench hard around him, always a fan of a man whocommunicatedwhen he was inside of me.
My only answer to that was another moan as he continued to fuck me relentlessly, not giving my body a second to lose the steadily-building O.
“That’s it,” he growled as I rocked into him as he fucked me. “You’re going to come all over my cock, aren’t you?” he asked as my moans got louder and more frequent, as my walls tightened, as my body threatened complete, blissful oblivion. “Aren’t you?” he hissed, his fingers grabbing my hair and yanking.
“Yes,” I cried, feeling on the precipice.
Then his fingers did another tug, the pain/pleasure teasing across my scalp, moving down my spine.
Then I was coming, crying out, my thighs shaking with the intensity as he pinned me to the wall, fucking me harder and faster, dragging it out, until all that was coming out of me were little mewling whimpers, the pleasure starting to ease as the orgasm subsided.
He slammed deep, growling out a curse as he came, his fingers still tangled in my hair and digging into my hip.
His forehead pressed to the back of my head after.
There was nothing but the sounds of our labored breathing and the occasional croak of a frog or chirp of a cricket.
I recovered first, wiggling enough that he stepped back, giving me space, likely thinking he was crushing me too hard against the wall. Which he had been. But I’d been oddly into it.
With the space provided, I reached down to yank my thong back into place, then pulled down my skirt before turning to face the biker who’d just managed to tuck his cock away, and was looking at me with a cocky little smirk.
“Well, that was fun,” I said, smirking at him as he nodded. “Thanks for being my temporary wheelman. And the orgasm,” I added. “Great job, by the way. But this is where we part ways,” I told him, taking a few steps backward.
