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Once to my bike, I lifted the kickstand and walked it to a clearing beyond some trees, sure to catch some ‘romantic’ rays from the moon because I’m not stupid. That’s why I didn’t mention to Elle to beware of gators. I wanted her focused solely on me.
Bike parked once again, I straddled it and sat back as far as I could before securely planting my boots on the ground. Then I tapped the part of the seat in front of me.
Nibbling on her bottom lip, Elle laid her blanket on my handlebars, then hiked a leg up and over, giving me a spectacular view of the channel I was going to sink into like the selfish bastard I am.
Me grabbing the edge of her shirt, she freely lifted her arms into the air…
This. Fucking. Woman and what she does to the blood pumpin’ muscle in my chest.
The moon I had planned on romancing my girl with now worked its spell on me, shining down on skin some may see as flawed, but to me was a sight of perfection.
Admiringly, I lightly touched her scars. “They’re like tattoos, telling a story that has led you to me, babe.” Then I kissed them. Each and every one of them. Including the bandaged one.
The way she arched under my lips and exhaled deep relief… had my groin wanting in on the action. I ain’t ashamed that taking good care of my woman gave me wood. It just felt too good when all of her connected with all of me.
Pressing my chest to her back, I reached around and slid a hand down her front, wanting to feel her pussy. She moaned as my fingers slid through her nether lips, searching for her core. I bit her shoulder when finding her wet for me. “Babe.”
Letting her head fall to the side, she moaned, “More.”
I pushed two fingers inside and massaged her G-spot until she was grinding on my hand, like the little sex kitten she had proved to be in our room. What a fucking turn-on.
Sucking on any part of her skin my mouth could find, I wanted to devour every part of her; she was that delicious to me. And my hunger only intensified when she leaned forward, laying her breasts on my gas tank, spreading her incredible ass for me.
At that fantastic sight, I sucked in air so hard I almost choked. “Babe, the fuck?”
She purred. “Fuck. What a wonderful word.”
My hands fought each other as I tried to release my dick from my jeans, fumbling and anxious to press inside that pussy waiting for me on a motorcycle platter of leather and chrome.
I lined up my bulging and heavily veined cock at her entrance, then groaned for no mercy as I slowly slid inside. She arched, her scars dancing like a cobra mesmerizing me.
I slid deeper…
She arched further, this time reaching her arms over her head and back around my neck.
Stunning. She was exceptionally stunning.
Her pussy sank down over me, and her breasts hung in the moonlight, waiting for my hands. I double-fisted then began to fuck this beauty like it was the very first time in my life.
Maybe it was.
Maybe, on this spiritual night, I was truly getting the essence of a woman’s magic for the first time.
Every single thrust was as hungry as, if not hungrier than, the next. I pumped and surged like a mad man, hoping this was how I’d get to spend the rest of my life. A life that I once thought was pathetic.
When her core tightened and her scream floated to the sky, I orgasmed as a believer.
A believer that all, even the ugly, is meant to be.
Coming off our high, Elle’s arms still wrapped around my neck, her back to my chest, she stared at the sky. “I wish I could bottle those stars so I would always have a reminder of the night you helped my soul to be set free to soar.”
“Babe.” I nuzzled into her neck. “You can’t say sweet shit like that while I’m holding your tits in my hands.”
She arched against me, her voice so serene. “I can say anything I want. I’m property of Lynx.”
“Jesus H. Christ.” My hips thrust into her. “Now we have to fuck again.”
That fucking giggle. It owned me.
