Page 10 of One Night with the Biker

“But add to our peace of mind. I’d think you’d want such assurances, too.”

“Nova swears by it, and she hasn’t ended up pregnant. There’s a failure rate of less than five percent when done correctly. We counted and recounted my calendar. My period ended three days ago, so I won’t be fertile for another two.”

“I don’t know anything about the rhythm method,” I confessed. “That means I’d have to trust your word and, fuck, failure means a baby.”

“My brother would kill me, so I agree. Failure isn’t an option. You can trust my word because I trust Nova’s. She’s always looked out for me.”

“Are you sure about that?”

Admittedly, I wanted to bury myself balls deep in Ainsley without any barrier. Even ifIdidn’t know or trust Nova, Ainsley did. Louisiana also felt something for her to allow their affair to last so long.

“We don’t really know each other, Reese. A condom would make it even more impersonal.”

“Your logic is ass backwards.”

“Maybe, but it’s how I feel.”

“Remind me to slap your fucking brother when I see him.”

She snapped her brows together. “Why?”

“STDs are a thing. He should’ve warned you about diseased dicks.”

“Yours isn’t. Lou Lou showed me your last test.”

Fuck that motherfucker. I couldn’t get too angry because it would ruin the vibe, but I couldn’t wait to see Louisiana. He must’ve gone to my room and snapped a photo of the test I’d taken a few weeks ago. I hadn’t fucked in six months, but I got checked annually.

A warning ran through my head. This was a bad fucking idea, but for now, I let it go. We’d spend the night talking instead of fucking. I pulled her closer and kissed her again. She had the sweetest mouth of anyone I’d ever met. One day, I’d spend hours just kissing her.

Trailing my lips down the column of her throat, I turned her onto her back, inhaling her delicate perfume. I licked between the valley of her breasts before worshipping both those beauties with my tongue. She gasped and sighed, slipping her fingers through my hair, her touch igniting my blood. I slid lower, careful not to spook her before I kissed paradise. As badly as I wanted to finger fuck her, Ainsley was skittish.

I settled between her thighs and kissed the delicate skin on each side. I should’ve kissed up her legs, but the scent of her arousal drove me insane. If I didn’t taste her, I’d lose my fucking mind. The moment I wrapped my arms around her thighs and sniffed her seam, she lifted onto her elbows.

“Wait! If I would’ve known you eat pussy, I would’ve taken another shower.” She tugged on my hair. “Let me run and—”

I swiped my tongue against her slit, cutting her off mid-sentence. A moan replaced her words. I licked her again. She tilted her hips up.

“Spread your legs wider, baby,” I directed, releasing my grip on her.

She complied without question, then slid her fingers over her clit.

Growling, I speared my tongue into her pussy and alternated between licks and sucks. She grinded against my mouth, tweaking her nipples, her head thrown back.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she chanted as her orgasm washed over and she went wild against my tongue.

I was so fucking hard and hot for her, if she turned me away now I’d have to rub one out before I left. Rising over her, I poised my cock at her entrance.

“Are you sure, Ainsley?”

“Yes, Reese,” she said hoarsely.

That was all I needed to hear. I slid partially into her, hoping she’d lost her hymen years ago through exercise, a doctor’s exam, or something random. She hadn’t, and I swore under my breath. I didn’t know how to fuck a virgin, so I drove into her as I normally would and went still at her intake of breath.

Goddamn it, she was tight. My spine tingled at the way her pussy walls gripped my cock. Giving her a moment to catch her breath and get her bearings allowed me to do the same. I captured her lips again as I moved my cock in a slow in-and-out motion. She placed a tender kiss at the base of my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips, opening herself to me.

Her slick heat drew me deeper, urged me to powerful thrusts. Moaning into my mouth, she moved to the rhythm of my hips.

“Fuck, baby,” I murmured, the only words I could manage. I wouldn’t last much longer. Determined to tip her over the edge with me inside her, I slid my hand between us and found her clit, caressing her.

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