Page 18 of Protected By the Bikers Next Door
She cries out as I push inside her, and I force myself to hold back, to give her time to adjust and take me fully before I slowly start to thrust. She feels fucking incredible.
“Fuck, you’re big,” she hisses as I push deeper and harder. I pause, worried I’m hurting her, but she pulls me closer. “I didn’t say stop,” she says, the sex minx I knew she was hiding coming out. “I want you to fuck me hard.”
I almost blow my load right there and then. It’s so fucking hot, but I manage to keep it together. If it’s been a long time for her, I want to make damn well sure that she cums. I rub her clit while I fuck her, teasing it in small circles, alternating the speed and movement until I find the perfect spot for her that has her moaning with pleasure. I can feel her slickness getting wetter, expanding to fit me better as I fuck her faster. Her perfect breasts bounce up and down, and I marvel at the sight of her, head thrown back, eyes closed, as she loses herself in the moment.
“You’re the sexiest goddamn woman I’ve ever seen.”
I feel her pussy tightening, spasming under my touch as I bring her close to the edge. “Shit, I’m gonna cum,” she pants moments before finding release.
Her mouth collides with mine, muffling her cries of pleasure. I can still feel her orgasm rippling through her body, her pussy tightening on my cock, as I lift her and turn her around to lean over the counter. She lets out a gasp as her nipples touch the cool granite. I drop down to taste her, licking the length of her, from clit to asshole.
“Oh my god,” she groans in surprised pleasure, and I repeat the action a few more times.
“You taste fucking great,” I growl, a slick of precum forming at my tip. I won’t last much longer if I fuck her again straight away.
I use my fingers first, teasing her clit and finger fucking her soaking wet pussy. I can feel her cumming again, her juices running down my hand. Only then do I give in to her demands that I fuck her again. I thrust in from behind, the angle deeper and tighter this time, making me want to explode. We fuck hard and fast, her round ass jiggling as my thighs slap against it. She arches her back, lifting her torso more, making it even tighter, and I know I’m about to cum.
“I’m close,” I tell her.
“Me too, cum with me,” she demands. It’s so fucking sexy I can’t hold myself back any longer, and I cum hard, deep inside her as I feel her own orgasm ripple through her.
“Fuck. I knew you’d be perfect. Knew you’d ruin me,” I murmur in between kisses as I turn her around and hold her close to me.
When we finally catch our breath and start picking up our clothes, I can tell Harper is embarrassed as she hurriedly tries to cover herself. I tilt her chin up to meet my gaze.
“Hey, no regrets. No shame. This was inevitable. I knew I had to have you from the moment you stormed into my house.”
“What about Bear and Hawk?”
Her question tells me everything I need to know. She doesn’t realize it yet, but it isn’t just me she wants; she wants us all. I want to tell her that we don’t mind sharing. In fact, we enjoy it, but I don’t want to scare her off. I’ll tell her and she’ll make her own decision about it all when the time is right.
“You don’t need to worry about them right now.”
She nods trustingly before looking at me with those big hazel eyes. “Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?” she asks, adorably shy, considering we just fucked on her kitchen counter.
“I’d love that,” I reply genuinely.
With Harper’s body snuggled against my chest under the warm blankets, I fall fast asleep into the most peaceful, dreamless sleep I’ve had in years.
Chapter 9
Harper
Iwake feeling happy and fulfilled, and I linger in the comfort of Wolf’s solid body next to mine. I admire his naked back as he lies sleeping, his handsome face slack and peaceful. I don’t remember the last time I slept that well, or the last time I had an orgasm like that. Who am I kidding? I’ve never had an orgasm like that.
At that moment, the peace is shattered by the sound of Jenny rushing into the room. “Mommy!”
I have just enough time to fling the blankets over us both to cover Wolf’s semi-nudity from her eyes, but I can’t hide him. If she’s surprised to find Wolf in my bed, she doesn’t mention it, simply taking it in stride the way only a child can. “Morning, Wolf!” she says as she jumps onto the bed.
He looks confused and disheveled for a moment as he registers what’s happening, and I can’t help but laugh at the uncommon sight of Wolf not being in control. He looks at me and grins sheepishly, looking uncharacteristically boyish.
“You have been sleeping sooo long, it’s time to get up!” Jenny declares matter-of-factly.
I glance at my phone and realize she’s right; it’s almost nine thirty, an unheard-of lie-in for me. Jenny must have been awake for hours. I dread to think of the chaos she must have left in her wake downstairs. Though I’m surprised she’s only waking me up now, usually, the moment she’s up, she comes into my room, and there’s no way she’s been asleep until now.
“Yes, naughty Mommy. Why didn’t you come wake me sooner?” I ask, pulling her into a cuddle and making her squeal with delight as I tickle her.
“Bear and Hawk said not to. They told me to let you and Wolf rest. They made waffles for breakfast,” she adds with glee, having been given a breakfast that’s usually a treat.
