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I pulled up next to the building, holding the motorcycle still as Shay climbed off before kicking out the stand and shutting off the engine.
“Are we staying here?” Shay questioned excitedly, holding out her helmet when I finally swung my leg over my ride and found my feet.
I took the heavy object from her, putting both hers and mine on the grass and reaching into one of my saddlebags to pull out a large blanket, laying it out on the grass in front of my ride. “We can’t stay for the night, but we have a few…” I turned to find Shay already moving toward me, tugging her shirt over her head and unbuttoning her jeans. “… hours.”
She pressed her hand against my chest, forcing me to sit back against my motorcycle seat as her hands reached for the button on my jeans.
I smirked, taking her face in my hands and drawing her in, licking at her lips. “What are you doing?” I murmured, trying to keep my breathing even as she unzipped me and reached inside my pants, wrapping her hand around my cock.
“Making the most of the next few hours,” she answered, her grip like a vise drawing a deep, animalistic rumble from my throat.
I slipped my fingers up into her hair, grabbing a handful of it in my fist and giving it a gentle tug.
Her mouth fell open, and she looked up at me. “Get on your knees,” I ordered, and she instantly went down, though my grip only tightened as she pulled at my jeans, forcing them to fall to my ankles.
Shay licked her lips as my hard cock sprang free, reaching out with both hands and wrapping her long, slim fingers around it, stroking it gently while her tongue snaked out, licking at the tip.
I groaned loudly. “Dammit, Shay,” I cursed, wondering if there was anything this woman could do that didn’t make me want to instantly blow my load the second she touched me. Leaning back against my seat, I gripped tight to the leather as she squeezed a little tighter, her tongue now circling before my length suddenly disappeared between her warm, wet lips.
Laying my head back and closing my eyes, I let out a long, low groan, continuing to hold her tightly as her head bobbed up and down, each time taking me a little deeper into her mouth and sucking a little harder.
She moved her hands to my hips, handing me control.
Trusting me with her mouth.
I finally looked back down, meeting her eyes as they stared back at me, the head of my dick resting on her outstretched tongue. I lifted it, tapping it a couple of times before holding her head and pushing my hips forward, guiding my cock slowly to the back of her throat and holding it there a few seconds until she gagged.
I pulled back, my length covered and glistening in her spit.
“So fucking beautiful,” I told her, wiping some saliva from the corner of her mouth before I pushed back in again. Her lips sucked in like a fucking vacuum, so I pushed in and out a little faster, the gurgling sounds coming from the back of her throat only making me fucking harder.
I reached down, pulling at her lacy pink bra so that her breasts popped free. I pinched at her nipple, twisting it a little, and she instantly moaned, digging her nails into my skin as I pressed my cock right into her throat. The vibrations almost set me off like a fucking rocket.
“Fuck!” I cursed, gently tugging her hair so she had to pull back. She sat back on her heels, wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand and breathing heavily. “Goddammit, Shay, get your fucking jeans off so I can fuck you.”
I pulled off my cut and my shirt as she stripped, kicking her jeans and underwear to the side. “You think anyone can see us?” she asked, looking around.
“If they can, we better give them a good show.” I stepped forward and grabbed the back of her neck, directing her to the seat of my Harley. She instantly spread her legs for me, leaning her body over the large machine, her breasts pressed to the leather. I grabbed my length in my hand, stroking it a couple of times, coating it in the wetness from her mouth before lining the head up with her tight little hole. “I think you like being fucked this way, don’t you?”
“I do,” she murmured, lifting onto her toes as I slowly eased myself inside her.
“Does my dick get nice and fucking deep inside you from this angle?” I questioned, taking her ass in my hands and pulling her cheeks apart to let me push in deeper.
“Fuck!” she whispered, her breathing getting heavier as I moved faster. “Oh God, yes…”
“Does it make you want to come?” I pushed, reaching around for her clit. I tickled the tiny little bud, flicking my finger back and forth and making her legs give way for a moment as she was overcome with a wave of pleasure.
I drove my cock a little deeper, each thrust a little faster, sweat building down her spine as the sun shone down from above. The sunlight, the open air, seeing Shay bent over my fucking Harley—holy shit, did it get better than this? Was there anything sexier than seeing your Old Lady come over your ride? She pushed back against me, letting me know she wanted more, but she was already strangling the fucking life out of me.
I took my hand to her ass, the slap echoing back off the trees and making her gasp loudly, her nails digging at my leather seat so hard, I was sure they were going to leave permanent marks, and I was going to fucking love seeing them every time I climbed on my ride.
I brought my hand down again on the other side and instantly knew that was it.
“I wanna come,” she pleaded, barely able to stand from the orgasm coming so hard and fast. “Bishop, please!”
I rubbed her clit hard, burying myself in that tight pussy over and fucking over again as it hit her like a ton of bricks, and she cried out, squirming in my arms. I refused to let up my assault on her body, my orgasm coming just moments later.
Pressing my hips forward, I held them there, trying to keep on my feet as I emptied deep within her, my entire body shuddering uncontrollably. She fought for breath, and I gently rubbed her skin, trying to soothe the red marks I’d left on her ass—two perfect handprints on two perfectly round globes.
