Page 116 of Pretty Little Fears

“Ohmy god!”Iscream, my pussy clenching and spasming around him, trying to pull him deeper.

“That'sit baby.Cumall over my cock whileIfuck you on my bike.Sucha dirty fucking girl, letting me do this, letting me fuck you where anyone could see.Fuck.”Hegroans and his hips start to lose their rhythm, becoming less steady and more frantic.Heslams into me so hard,Ilose my air as the bike shakes underneath me.

JustwhenIthink he’s about to cum, he pulls out of me.BeforeIcan ask what he’s doing, he’s lifting me off the bike and turning me around soI'mleaning over it.Hishand grips my hip and he pulls me back while his other grabs my nape and pushes my head down to the seat.Ifeel the tip of his cock nudge me before he rams back inside, causing me to jolt forward as a yelp leaves my lips.

Heuses his hold on my nape to put my face directly against the wet seat of the bike.

“Cleanit up, baby.Showme what a good slut you are.Lickyourself off of my bike.”Hekeeps me there as he pounds into me.Mycheeks heat as the outside air kisses my bare skin.Ahard smack against my ass draws a moan from my lips and pleasure swims into my core.

“Itwasn’t a suggestion.Stickout that pretty tongue and clean up your cum on my bike.Ifyou do a good job,I’llreward you.”Awhimper leaves me as my tongue darts out to lick the seat.Thetaste of leather and us on my tastebuds.

“Thereyou go, my filthy girl.God, you look so fucking beautiful like this.Bentover my bike, licking up your mess.Sofucking perfect.”Hiships continue to slam forward.Mylegs shake asIcontinue to dart out my tongue and drag it along the leather.Amoan leaves me at the debauchery of it all.

“You’redoing so good.Youwant a reward, baby?Iwant to feel you squeeze my cock while you scream out my name, show me who you belong to.”Hegrunts, his hold on my hip and neck tightening.Itry to shake my head with the little room his grip gives me.

“No.No, noIcan’t handle it.I-I’mtoo sensitive, please-”Mywords are cut off as his hand covers my mouth.Heslides his fingers inside and presses against my tongue.

“Youcan and you will.Giveme another, little obsession.Bea good little slut and cum on my cock,”Emmettcommands.

Herubs his fingers on my tongue whileIwrap my lips around them, sucking on his digits.Ifeel a finger slide between my legs as spit hits my ass, dripping down towards the hole.Ibite down on his fingers asIfeel him push the digit inside of my ass.Hepumps in and out to match the pace of his hips.Thefeeling of being full of him sends me over the edge andIgive him the orgasm he wanted from me.

“That’sit.Lookat you full of me, taking me in every one of your holes.Fuck.Ilove seeing you like this and knowing you’re all fucking mine.”I’mpractically screaming around his fingers as the feeling washes over me.Mylegs are about to give out at the same time his fingers leave my mouth and ass, wrapping around my waist to hold me up while he continues his frenzied pace.

“Fuck.”Emmettgrunts as he slams all the way inside.Heburrows himself deep and stays there.Somewherein my orgasmic haze,Ifeel as he releases inside me, the warm liquid coating my insides.I'mtoo satisfied to care that we’re doing all of this in a very public place.Thankfully, no one has interrupted us yet.

Pullingout of me, he scoops up his cum as it leaks out, and pushes it back inside.Leaningforward, he bites my ass as he says, “Mine.”Theownership is nothing new, but every time he says it my cheeks redden from the flattery.Emmetthelps me stand back up and smooth my dress down.

Igasp as the feeling of liquid leaks down my leg.

“Emmett,”Ihiss. “Idon’t have any panties.It’sleaking down my leg.”

Hesmirks while leaning forward and nipping at my exposed collarbones, “Good.That’syour own fault.”Ishake my head as he takes my hand and leads me out to a blanket lying on the ground under a nearby tree.

Iwas too narrowed in on the blissIwas feeling thatIdidn't notice it, or the picnic basket that sits on top.Myheart swells at the sight. “Emmett,”Igasp. “Whatis this?”Hegrabs my hand and tugs me towards the picnic he had set up for us.Hepulls me down onto the blanket and whenItry to sit next to him he yanks me directly between his thighs, pulling me down soIrest my back against his chest.

Ilaugh while settling myself between his legs.It'sobvious his possessive nature will never go away.Hummingcontently,Iwatch as he leans over and shuffles through the basket.Pullingout a small bottle of champagne, he pops the cork and brings the bottle to my lips.

Iopen my mouth and eagerly drink down the fizzy berry flavor.Pullingthe bottle awayIchuckle, “Noglasses?”Hehums against my back andIcan feel the vibrations throughout my body.

“Nowwhy wouldIdo that when it’s much more fun to feed you things myself?”

Theirony isn't lost on me from the time he had my arms tied behind my back and fed me his cock.

Mycheeks heat and when he places the bottle against my lips again,Iimmediately open up, needing the alcohol to chill my core.Aftera few more sips,Emmettplaces the bottle down and settles his hands on my exposed thighs, his thumb rubbing back and forth.

Withthe alcohol soothing me and making its way through my veins,Imuster up the courage to tell him how thankfulIam for him.

“Thankyou,Emmett.You’vebeen so patient and kind with me.It’sfunny considering how you relentlessly hunted me down and claimed me,”Ilaugh but continue, “Butyou’ve been so understanding.Ifeel stronger thanIdid before, andIowe some of that to you.”Itip my head back to look at him, his eyes are soft and warm, and the green looks like freshly cut grass being graced by the sun.

Heleans down and kisses my nose, “Weare two souls that share the same pain,Blair.”Nuzzlinginto my neck, he doesn't say more.Itake the time to really think about what he said.Maybethat's why his broken pieces so easily fit into my own.Theywere broken by the same evil.

Aftera while, he breaks the silence.

“I’msorry,Blair.”Iturn around to face him, confusion clouding my brain.

“Ican’t help but feel likeIwas responsible for all of this, as ifIplayed a part in it.Jameswarned me, told me to leave you alone and focus on my schoolwork or there would be fucking consequences.Hisconsequences were always related to doing dirty work for him andIdidn’t think this would be any different.Hewent after you to hurt me, andIdon’t know howIcould ever redeem myself from that.I’vedone some sinister shit, but knowing the hell you experienced started when you became my obsession, absolutely wrecks my soul.”

“Notonly that, but because of my selfish desires, you ended up pregnant.Youwere already in hell and had to suffer a miscarriage, by yourself, on the brink of fucking death.”Alump forms in my throat.Hearinghim recount my trauma immobilizes me momentarily.I’mspeechless but even more so that he feels this way.I’mnot going to deny it and say his actions didn’t contribute, they most certainly did.Hisdire need to protect me though, shines through and shows me how regretful he truly is.

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