Page 38 of Biker Daddies' Vows


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“We didn’t even kiss yet.”

My words sounded faint and gruff. It was like they weren’t coming from me. Sophie gave me a knowing look, one filled with utmost confidence. That confidence sparked a rush to my system, like a siren calling to me. Reeling me in.

“Yes, we did,” was her soft, light response. “Back in the forest, right after you saved my life and we fought.”

Someone whistled, and I glanced at Sebastian as he raised his brow at us in interest. On my part, it was mostly so I could stop looking at the temptation in front of me.

“Oh, this is interesting. So, you kissed in the forest? A whole ass makeout session?”

“Shut up. It was a mistake,” I growled.

“No, it wasn’t,” Sophie protested, ignoring Sebastian’s teasing. Her bold gaze was only on me. “This isn’t, either, unless you walk away.”

That was the right thing to do. I should walk away and not give in. But my legs felt like lead, rooted to the ground no matter how I tried to resist. Or maybe I just didn’t have it in me to resist, not when she was touching my cock like it was the most fascinating thing she’d seen. Like she couldn’tnottouch it.

My entire body was rigid, muscles coiled with so much tension. When she made her first stroke, it was like dying and living at the same time as pleasure assaulted me and electricity streaked from head to toe. Stroke after stroke, I was at war with myself, having an entire conversation in my head about how I shouldn’t be allowing this. When her strokes stopped and her fingers loosened, I thought I might have said something out loud and she finally decided she didn’t want to do this, after all.

But I was dead wrong.

Sophie’s blue-green eyes devoured me with a hungry look before those soft, pink lips closed in on my shaft, which was already painfully hard from her ministrations. Hell, if I was being honest, it was already hard when I walked in here to the sight of her taking what Sebastian was giving her. She was stunning when she arched against my friend, fearless when she stroked him until he was coming in her hand. She was the most beautiful when she finally erupted into her climax, suppressing so much of her cries that it made me want to witness her when she didn’t.

Now all of that was wiped from my mind as her tongue came out to cradle the bottom of my cock. I trembled. So did she. I clutched her hair, and that was the moment I knew that I lost the battle against my willpower.

“Gentle, Rup,” Sebastian said, interrupting my dilemma. His tone told me he knew exactly where my head was at now. “It might be her first time doing this.”

She neither confirmed nor denied it. Instead, her tongue swirled around me like I was a fucking ice cream cone and she loved the taste. I threw my head back against the shelf behind me, needing to anchor myself. But there was no anchoring against someone like Sophie, whose eagerness bested experience as she experimented with licks until she found the one that finally made me groan. When she kept licking that underside, I closed my eyes, already terrifyingly close to spilling myself.

“Touch him, sweetheart. Don’t let your other hand go to waste.”

Sebastian’s words were faint echoes somewhere in my head. Seconds later, sensations were added when her hand splayed over my stomach, rubbing my rigid abs. A nail grazed and had me gritting my teeth, stupefied by how much I liked it.

My eyes snapped open when her startled moan vibrated around my erection, only thickening it further. Sebastian had moved behind her without me noticing, and his hands were on her tits, palming them over her dress. I could see the way her nipples grew tight even through the material as Sebastian played with them, which only benefited me as she proceeded to suck in time with his plucking fingers.

It was a surreal sensation every time she moaned, even more so when she began to swallow me whole. A thousand curses rang in my head, but only one came out.

“Fuck. Fuck, Sophie.”

That only egged her on, her head bobbing up and down as she worked her mouth over me. When my hand tightened on her hair and started directing her motions, she obeyed. When I gripped her to stop, mostly so I could pace myself, she did just that, her gaze flicking up and meeting mine as she waited for what was next.

I lost it then and there. My hips pumped forward as I took her face in my hand and swallowed the surprised sound she made. My eyes took in the way Sebastian stimulated her tits while I essentially fucked her mouth. I still had the semblance not to ram into her like a truck, but hell, the way she kept flicking her tongue when I thrust inside her drove me wild. I wanted her that day in the forest, wanted her up against that tree trunk while I fucked her to oblivion. This wasn’t the scenario I had in mind, but I would take it, even if I only got to experience it once.

I paused when her nails pressed against my hips. I groaned when she cupped my balls and then played with them. She took over once more, a daring creature who stroked and sucked eagerly. The heat in my stomach grew so tight, poised at the edge.

“I’m close,” I rasped out.

If I expected that to slow her down, it didn’t. Sophie picked up her pace, stroking so hard that I could almost imagine it was my cock drilling into her pussy. Then she sucked for the longest time without taking a breath and that was it. My downfall was a mess of blinding pleasure and Sophie’s moan vibrating around me again to elevate the experience. She didn’t let go, taking everything that I released inside her throat until I was half-collapsing against the shelf.

Dazed, it took me a while to recover. When I did, I found those siren eyes still on me, so innocent yet sensual at the same time. Sebastian tugged her up and enveloped her in a hug. He murmured something in her ear, but the door opened and slammed before I could say a word to them.

I tucked myself back in my pants and began to pick up the fallen boxes. Sebastian sprinted out of the space, and soon he was engaged in an animated conversation with the employee who’d entered. Sophie lingered a bit, waiting for the two until they were out of the door again. There was a shyness to her that hadn’t been present earlier, but by God, she was glowing.

I opened my mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say. I willed myself to tell her that this was a one-time deal, meant only to slake the lust I wasn’t supposed to feel for her. In the end, I let her leave the room without a word, watching her swaying backside and feeling helpless.

Because I still wanted her. Because the taste I had wasn’t enough.

***

I left the restaurant, but I was still distracted. Thoughts of Sophie kept entering my mind, particularly how she looked while she sucked me dry and swallowed every bit of load that I blew. It made me hard again, a reaction I had to tamp down when I needed to guide my staff in handling some new delivery contracts.

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