Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 71632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“I don’t know what you want me to say.”
“Then I’ll tell you what you’re goin’ to do. You’re goin’ to remove him from your life and let him pay off his own debts.”
His hand slides lower, skimming the top of my shorts. Oh, God. My pussy pulses beneath my panties. I want him. Right here. On this bike. Now.
“I can’t do that.”
“You’re goin’ to do that.”
“No,” I say firmly, but my voice hitches because he spins me around until my ass is pressed against his seat and he’s right there, in my space, big body between my legs, bike holding me up.
“Yeah, you fuckin’ are.”
“Last time I checked, you weren’t the one who made the rules ...”
“Am now,” he growls, putting a hand to my chest and pushing me back on the seat.
“What are you doing?” I breathe.
“Can’t wait a fuckin’ second longer. I’m goin’ to fuck you. Right here. Right now. Show you what a real fuckin’ man feels like.”
Oh.
My.
God.
He drops to his knees and my back fully hits the seat. He turns my bottom half just slightly so he’s able to gain access to it, and he jerks my shorts off like they are merely an inconvenience to him. And then I’m exposed, pussy open to the cool night, big biker between my legs, his hot breath puffing against my flesh.
What is happening?
Oh, man. I am going to cum just from anticipation.
His mouth dives between my legs, and I gasp, gripping something either side of me, terrified the bike is going to give way. His mouth parts and he takes my pussy into it, surrounding me with incredible warmth, making my body seize up with instant pleasure. I gasp and then moan, low and deep, as his tongue starts flicking against my already swollen clit.
Over and over, he flicks and teases, moving from sucking to licking to thrusting his tongue in places that have been untouched for so long.
I can’t breathe.
I arch on the bike and his big hands hang onto my thighs, somehow keeping me there. I don’t know what to do except moan and scream, the pleasure taking over my body, filling me, destroying me. I cum so hard for a moment I don’t even hear myself whimpering, all I can feel is the warm explosion that takes over my body, starting from my core and moving outward.
“Oh, God,” I whimper as I slowly come down, my body shuddering.
Mason is back on his feet, his huge body leaning over mine, face inches away. “That was just a taste. Tell him you’re done.”
“Mason,” I breathe. “I c-c-c-can’t.”
His mouth smashes over mine and he kisses me deep. I can taste myself on his lips, and that only makes me want him more. I press my body upward into his, kissing him with a ferocity I’ve never felt before. Our tongues collide, his stubble scratches my soft skin, and he makes some noises that have my body aching. Deep low ones that rise up from the base of his throat and rattle through me.
“Tell him you’re done,” he growls, pulling away.
I can hear the sounds of him unbuckling his belt, and oh, God, I want him. Inside me. Hard and deep. Right fucking now. The sounds of a condom wrapper being torn lets me know he’s serious. He wants this as much as I do. This is wrong on so many levels, but right here, right now, it feels so incredibly right.
“Mason,” I breathe.
“Fuckin’ tell him you’re done.”
He presses his cock to my entrance, moving his body into an upright position, still holding all my weight at this strange angle. My back is pressed to the seat and along the back of the bike, but he’s holding my ass off to the side.
“Oh, god,” I moan, feeling the thick length pressing, teasing.
“Tell him and I slide my cock into you and fuck you so hard you’ll never think of another man again.”
“Mason ...”
“Fuckin’ tell him.”
“Okay,” I moan. “I’ll do it, I’ll tell him.”
“Good girl.”
And then he slides home.
My body stretches and burns around his invasion. His thick, long, hard length bigger than anything I’ve ever had before. It fills me in a way I didn’t know I could be filled. I scream out into the empty night as he pulls out and thrusts in again. Even at this awkward angle, I can feel every inch of him. And I’ve never felt anything like it before in my life.
“Oh, God,” I cry out. “Your cock ...”
“Is one you’ll never fuckin’ forget.”
He starts fucking me hard, the perfect strokes filling my body and my senses. I try to claw at something, anything, but I can’t seem to get control over my shaking body. I’ve never cum during sex, not without clitoral stimulation, but not a single thing is touching my clit, and I feel it, I feel it all.