Beau (Blazing Devils MC Book 2)(11)

“Where are we going?”

I had no fucking clue. The only thing I could think about was her legs wrapped around my waist as I pounded my cock into her pussy.





Chapter 10


Emilia



The feel of the motor under my ass vibrating sending tingles straight to my pussy had my muscles clenching in desperate need.

I wanted to beg him to find someplace and fuck me, show me what all the hype was about. I wanted what others in the world were getting a good fucking.

As crazy as it seems just weeks ago I wanted nothing to do with it. I had no need no desire to lay down and get dirty.

I mean really, that’s what it is right? You get sweaty and stinky mixing liquids from each other together seemed wrong.

Sure, in the books, it’s so romantic, so fulfilling. But real life just seemed not so much. That was until I collided with this beast of a man.

His gruff husky voice flowed over me like an aphrodisiac. The more I thought of it the more I needed him.

Slipping my fingers along the zipper of his jeans I play with the zipper pull. Just a little tug and it would slowly slide down.

I wonder what awaited behind the metal closing. Boxers? Briefs? Just his hard cock? I wonder how big it was…

A squeal I couldn’t hold back erupted from deep within me as he jerked the bike down a dirt road. The abrupt movement telling me this wasn’t where we were going.

As the bike slowed my nerves kicked into overdrive.

“Get off baby.”

His voice was smooth as whiskey and I feared he was leaving me here that I did something wrong. I didn’t want to move I wanted to stay right here.

“Come on baby.”

He didn’t sound angry. Slipping off the back of his bike I warily look around if he left I don’t know what I would do.

“Close those eyes baby and turn around.”

Swallowing I do as I’m told I couldn’t help it my body needed to follow his every command. I didn’t hear him move, but I felt his hand press between my shoulder blades.

I was facing his bike and he was slowly bending me over it. His other hand caressed my ass slowly following the seam of my jeans directly to the place that screamed for his touch.

“You should have kept those pretty little moans to yourself darlin.”

A smile spreads over my face as his fingers dance along my jean clad pussy. I couldn’t keep them to myself any more than I could wish for him to be inside me now this very moment.

“Please.”

I would scream the word if that’s what he wanted. “I’m not going to fuck you like a whore on my bike.” I could hear the need to do just that in his voice.

“Whores get paid I don’t want your money Beau.”

“Fuck darlin, you deserve better for your first fucking time.”

His silence had a laugh, wanting to escape I was handing us both what we wanted what we needed. I wasn’t going to wait for him to get with it.

Quickly undoing my pants, I press them down my hips. The cold air caressed my skin, leaving goose bumps in its wake. Shivers danced along my body.

“Beau?”

For a terrifying moment there was nothing but the wilderness around us. Fear chocked me as words clogged my throat.

He wasn’t moving not saying a word, oh god I just basically begged him to fuck me, I gave him an easy in and he wasn’t taking it.

I wanted to cry as humiliation consumed every living cell in my body. One moment I was alive and the next I was cold and dying.

“I’m sorry.”

It seemed like the right thing to say and I have no clue why.

“Shit baby don’t fucking move.”

Fear took hold pushing everything to the back was a bear going to eat me? Looking back over the last few moments that may not be a bad thing.

Jumping as his fingers slipped over mu pussy lips I scream in both pleasure and pain as two fingers press deep into my pussy.

“Oh, fuck that’s a good tight pussy.”

Wetness dripped from my pussy at his words. Those seven words had my hips pushing into his hand.

It was like a signal my brain sent a signal to my pussy.

“Put both hands on the bike baby and don’t fucking let go.”

The firm tone of voice had my fingers gripping the leather seat my nails sinking deep into the soft buttery surface.

The sound of his pants hitting the ground had my hips pressing harder onto the hand still deep inside me.

I waited for him to remove his fingers and finally give me what I needed it was almost necessary for survival at this point.

Pleasure filled screams ripped past my lips as his finger moved in and out of my pussy. Little squishy noises followed each pull back and push back in.

My tongue was pressed firmly between my teeth hard enough to numb it, but not hard enough to break the skin.

My body stiffened and tightened as pleasure induced sparks flashed behind my closed lids. Screams ripped from my throat as I orgasamed.

I’ve never orgasamed so hard before. My kung fought for air as the scream went silent. My mouth was open, and I was still creaming but the sound was gone.

My pussy clenched on empty air as his fingers swiftly left it, leaving me feeling bereft. Another silent scream this one full of pain and intense pleasure as Beaus cock ripped through my virginity and bottomed out against my cervix.