Page 8 of One Night with the Biker

It looked like the fucking Easter Bunny hopped his ass inhere and farted pastels. Yellow ceiling, green floor, pink wall, blue wall, lilac wall, and a striped wall with a combination of those five colors. I appreciated how big her bed was. I hated all the fluffy fucking pastel-colored pillows piled on it.

“I don’t have anything other than water to drink,” she said, shifting from foot to foot. She hadn’t removed her cowboy boots, her barely-there crop top or her little denim skirt. “I should’ve told you on the way here.”

“It’s okay. I’m not here to drink, babe.”

She nodded. Pursed her lips. Drew in a deep breath, walked to me, and dropped to her knees. Her fingers went to my zipper, but I stepped back.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Getting the dick suck out of the way. Dayton says guys always start off with that.”

I needed to fucking kill Dayton on GP.

“Nova hates him. She thinks he’s a prick and is only using me.”

I agreed with her friend, but I kept my mouth shut and held out my hand to her.

Although I saw her confusion, she accepted my help and stood. She was nervous. I could see it in her eyes. I threaded my fingers through her silky curls, leaned in, and brushed my lips over hers.

That quick taste wasn’t enough. Taking her face between my hands, I dipped my head again. This time, I coaxed my tongue between her lips and swept into her mouth, enjoying the way she melted into me. I grunted, roaming my fingers over her belly and sliding underneath her crop top. Her bralessness pleased me greatly. My hands cupped her tits and I thumbed her nipples to hard little points.

She gasped into my mouth, and it vibrated through me. Our kiss deepened, turned hot and passionate, sloppy even, but Ididn’t give a fuck. I tore my mouth from hers, long enough to remove her top. Her tits were round and firm with pretty pink nipples that I couldn’t wait to feast upon.

“Undress and meet me under the covers,” I told her. Boots were a fucking vibe killer because they were a bitch to remove. She was nervous enough. I didn’t intend to stick my dick anywhere in her before I got an affirmation that she really wanted to do this. That’s as far as my chivalry went.

She sat on the edge of her bed and removed her boots.Shestruggled with them, so they would’ve been a fucking nightmare for me. When she stood again, her fingers hovered at the button on her skirt.

Pretending not to notice, I turned my back to give her privacy, then whistled as I removed my own clothing. I took my time unholstering the guns strapped on my sides and laying them on her dresser, then setting my cut carefully on top. I didn’t care where anything else landed.

My cut was sacred.

Finding her in bed and under the covers didn’t surprise me. Her gaze fell on Monster and her eyes widened. He rose proud and wide. If we went through with this, I’d make sure to get her nice and wet before I buried myself inside her. At the thought, precum gathered on my dick tip.

Since I’d never fucked a virgin before, I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t want to add to her anxiety about my size or where I intended to put my lips.

I slipped underneath the covers and pulled her into the crook of my arm, allowing her to adjust to being in the company of a man without clothes.

“Seeing and doing are two different things,” she started.

“They are,” I agreed, keeping it simple.

“I didn’t think I’d feel so shy at being naked in front of a man.” She tipped her head back to look at me. “Dayton justwanted my top off. He’d intended to come on my tits, then decided he needed to train me to like the taste of cum.”

I stiffened and tightened my hold on her.

“I might like it better if he’d warned me first, you know?”

“Stop talking,” I ordered.

“You’re so fucking bossy.”

“Ainsley, shut the fuck up. I’m trying to give you a little tenderness but you’re ruining the fucking mood.”

“I talk when I’m nervous.”

“You talk just to fucking talk.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

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