Man of the House: A Dark Bad Boy Romance(180)

Then she stepped back, pulling away. She moved back toward my bike, stopping once she felt it against the back of her legs. I advanced on her. She quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off.

I did the same, keeping my eyes on her. We didn’t need to say a word. We just undressed. She left her low-cut shirt on but tossed her panties aside as I slipped a condom from my jeans and tossed my boxer briefs and my pants aside.

I tucked the condom under her bra strap and grabbed her hair, kissing her again, my fingers finding her absolutely dripping wet *. Her hands found my hard cock and began to stroke me as I stroked her.

There was no messing around, nothing but animal lust between us. I pushed her back slightly, sitting her up onto the bike. She gasped as I pulled her forward slightly and dropped to my knees in front of her, pressing my mouth against her sweet cunt and tonguing her tight *.

She gasped as I licked her furiously, working her clit with my tongue and mouth, sucking and lapping at her. She gripped the bike to steady herself, and I held on to her legs, locking her in tight. I licked her * while she sat on my f*cking bike, pure power underneath her as I sucked and licked that perfect clit.

She moaned loudly, her legs spread wide open. Neither of us cared about being out in public; it didn’t matter at all. Anyone could see or hear us, but all I could think about was her * under my tongue. I wanted to make her feel good, right, push her close to the limit.

I pressed my fingers deep inside her as I sucked her clit. I heard her groan and then reach up and rip something open. I looked up and saw her dangling the condom in front of me, this intense lust in her eyes.

I didn’t say a word. I just stood, took the condom, rolled it down my length, and then pressed my cock deep inside her. There was no buildup, no f*cking around. I pushed my cock deep inside her *, and she gasped, throwing her head back.

“Fuck, girl,” I said as I began to thrust. “I’ve always wanted to f*ck a tight * on my bike.”

“Oh god, I needed this,” she said. “I needed it so badly.”

I kissed her mouth, f*cking her *. My cock slid in deep and wet, pushing hard and filling her every inch. She groaned against my mouth as I kept f*cking her, holding her legs tight, her hands back against the bike to keep her balance.

I reached down with one finger and began to rub her clit as I f*cked her, rough and hard. The bike was rocking dangerously, but neither of us cared. I f*cked her savagely and deep, filling her cunt up, working her tight * like she wanted it.

I pulled back suddenly, as the bike was so close to tipping over. I grabbed her hips and pulled her off, turning her around. She obeyed easily, knowing what I wanted. She spread her legs wide and held on to the steadied bike, bending over for me, showing me that wet f*cking *. I grabbed her hips and slid my cock in from behind while she pressed her mouth against the leather of the seat, biting down against it.

I f*cked her rough like that, slapping her round ass hard. She moaned, her mouth against the leather seat, as I f*cked her harder, deeper, my cock slamming against her ass, filling that tight cunt up with my heavy dick. She loved it when I slapped her ass, grabbed her hair, treated her like the f*cking bad girl she really was.

It was pure animal lust. We were f*cking and nothing more, our bodies working together. I slapped that ass again, loving the way she moved it back up against my cock, and then reached around to get at that f*cking clit with my fingers.

I rubbed her, f*cking her deep and savagely. “Shit, keep going,” she gasped, raising her head up and arching her back. “Oh f*ck. Keep doing that. Fuck me, Clutch. Fuck my * hard.”

“Damn right, girl. I want to come deep in this tight cunt. I’m going to fill you up, you dirty girl, make you f*cking come and scream my name. I want the whole damn city to hear you.”

I kept rubbing, f*cking her rough, sliding my cock in and out, thrusting hard and savagely as I rubbed her clit. Her whole body was tensing, her fingers grabbing on to the bike, her mouth pressed against the leather seat as I slammed into her.

And then she finally reached her peak. Her body arched and tense. I watched as she came, saying my name over and over, and I didn’t let up. I didn’t slow down for one second, because I wanted that *, wanted to make her come so hard she couldn’t breathe. She said my name, moaning it loudly as her body shook, her legs bending and tensing, but I held on to her, f*cking deep, deeper.

And as she threw her head back and moaned my name, that shit tipped me over the edge. I grabbed her hips hard and f*cked her rough, deep, and felt my cock come deep inside her tight *. I groaned, grunting my pleasure as the orgasm exploded through my veins, filling me with fire and f*cking animal energy.

We came together, my cock thrusting hard deep inside her, pushed up against my bike. And slowly we came down together, the orgasms rushing through us and passing.

I pulled myself out of her slowly, breathing deeply. That had been one of the most intense f*cks of my life. It had come on out of nowhere and finished fast and absolutely intense. She stayed where she was, legs less spread but facedown against the bike, breathing deeply.

“Fuck,” I said finally, taking off the condom and wrapping it back in its wrapper. “Shit, girl.”

“Yeah,” she said, standing up finally. “That was something.”

“You’re f*cking something.”

I grabbed her and pulled her against me, kissing her hard.