What the hell am I doing?
The mantra repeated over and over in her head as she drove home, with Ghost riding his bike behind her. Was she crazy? He was a biker. Wasn’t their motto “wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am?” Did that mean after sex he’d never talk to her again? Which would be a shame because the man was hawt! His ass so tight she could bounce a quarter off it, and she should know since she’d been staring at it every chance she got.
In the past she’d found white guys attractive, but she’d never been with one. But a dick was a dick, right? In any case, she hoped this biker man knew how to use his … as well as fingers, and tongue, and whatever else he had up his sleeves.
She pulled into her apartment complex, shut off the engine, and took a deep breath. Her heart thumped heavily in her chest, not from fear but excitement. It’d been a long time since she had a lover and she missed sex. Ghost rolled into a spot next to her car and parked before taking off his helmet. He flashed a bright smile her way, and her pussy clenched in anticipation. The man was lethal to her libido. Sidonie exited her car and locked it before waiting for Ghost on the sidewalk.
“I hope you don’t have the early shift tomorrow,” he said.
She raised an eyebrow. “Why? Gonna hide my body?”
He chuckled. “No, but I’ll probably still be fucking it.”
“Got the stamina to back up that claim, mister?”
He snaked a hand around her waist and yanked her into his arms. She stared at his mouth for a moment before slowly raising her eyes to meet his scorching gaze. They hadn’t even made it inside and already she was panting like a bitch in heat.
“I’m gonna make it my mission in life to make sure I blow your mind,” he murmured.
She smiled. “Come on, lover boy.”
Grabbing his hand, she turned and walked up to her building. Her apartment was on the top floor and they walked up the metal staircase that always moved with each step.
“This doesn’t seem safe,” he said.
“And it’s loud, which I like. Gives me a warning if anyone is coming up.”
They stopped by the door while she unlocked it. After he entered, he closed the door and flipped the deadbolt.
“Do you worry about that often? Someone unwanted coming up the stairs?”
She shrugged. “Not really, but I watch a lot of true crime. That’s just as bad as any horror film.”
He smiled and before she took another step, he wrapped one hand around the back of her neck and pulled her in close. “I’ve been dying to taste these lips.”
“Don’t die before you give me an orgasm.”
“Oh, honey, I plan to be around a long time to give you many of them.”
He bent his head and captured her lips with his, and there was nothing soft or safe about it. He completely dominated every caress, every breath, obliterating any notion of how a kiss should be. She had sudden clarity that this was going to change her world forever.
Sidonie hoped only for the good. Her heart pounded. Her knees threatened to buckle. Little jolts of electricity danced across her skin. He backed her up against the wall, trapping her, and she brought her hands up to his chest to glide over his muscles. Up and up, until she buried her fingers in his hair and pressed her aching breasts against his chest.
They broke for air, but he kept brushing his lips over hers. The heat between her thighs turned into a throbbing pulse. She wanted more, so reluctantly pulled back and took his hand, steering him toward her bedroom and pushing until he sat down on her bed.
Then she peeled her t-shirt over her head. He licked his lips as his lustful gaze traveled over her heated flesh. Sidonie pushed one strap on her bra down her shoulder, then moved to the other, until the straps hung limply. Flicking the front clasp, the scrap of material fell to the floor. Wanting to tease him a little, she cupped the heavy mounds.
“Come here so I can lick those dark berries,” he said, his voice thick with arousal.
“These dark berries?” she asked coquettishly, pinching each nipple. Letting them play peek-a-boo through her fingers. “You wanna suck them?”
“Yeah.”
She bent over a little. “You wanna fuck them?”
He squeezed his hard cock through his jeans. “More than anything.”
Grinning, she slid her hands from her breasts, down her torso until she reached her jeans. She unbuttoned them and slowly wiggled them down her legs.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
Sidonie slowly pivoted, turning around, and looking at him over her shoulder. Then she hooked her panties with her fingers and let them drop, bending forward a little and smacking one butt cheek.
“What about fucking this ass?”
“Come over here and I’ll answer that question.”
She turned around. “Oh, but you have too many clothes on.”
Smirking, he stood and did his own striptease. Off came his leather cut. He reached over his shoulder and pulled his t-shirt over his head. Before he could take off his jeans, however, she stepped up close and did it for him. He watched with an intense stare as she fell to her knees before him. Looking up, running her tongue over her bottom lip, she tugged his jeans down, revealing a long, fat cock.
“No boxers?” she murmured, curling her fist around his shaft and giving it an exploratory pump. A bead of pre-cum appeared at the slit, so she leaned over and lapped it up. He moaned. “I absolutely love sucking a thick dick.”
He grabbed her chin and smacked his cock lightly across her lips. “Then suck it real good, you naughty girl.”
She teased his cock with her tongue, playing with it until drool and pre-cum dripped down her chin and onto her chest. Then she wrapped her soft lips around him, moaning as his flavor burst across her tastebuds. Salty. Sweet. Fucking delicious. She picked up her pace, hollowing her cheeks as she took him into the back of her throat. His gaze was focused on her, as if mesmerized by the sight of her on her knees in front of him. Swallowing him down. Gently cupping the sides of her head, he rocked into her mouth. She gagged a little as he took over fucking her mouth. All the way in, holding for a few seconds, and then releasing. Over and over as tears ran down her cheeks. He’d push himself as deep as she could take him. This was more than just a blowjob. More than a quick fuck.
This man was addictive.
Sidonie rubbed her thighs slightly together, trying to abate the throbbing heat between her legs. For a moment, she thought he was going to finish in her throat, but he abruptly pulled away, sucking deep breaths into his lungs.
“Damn, woman. You’re gonna make me come.”
“Isn’t that the point?”
He pulled her up and banded an arm behind her waist. His heart thundered under her palm. “The point is to make each other come. And I want you, my beauty, to cream all over my tongue.”
Then he slid a hand behind one of her knees and half turned, dumping her on the bed. She bounced a little, smiling as he kneeled on the mattress. Ghost ran his hands up her calves, forcing her knees open and exposing her pussy. Dark lips hid a pink center, and he stroked a finger through her wet slit. Her hips bucked upward, wanting him to move faster. To sink his fingers, or something, into her needy cunt so she could orgasm.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he said. “All mine. Just for me.”
Wrapping one arm under her thighs, he lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder, and placed a quick kiss on the inside of her thighs. A shaky breath released itself from her chest as she felt his breath on her soaked slit. His tongue flicked across her clit once before his mouth covered her pussy, and sucked in her swollen clit, gently nipping at it. Flicking it with his tongue.
“Oh my God!” she moaned. “Yes!”
He gripped her ass cheeks tightly, keeping her still while he devoured her, controlling her body and her pleasure. Sidonie arched her back as he kept up his quick pace on her clit, and soon the telltale fluttering in her pussy signaled her climax was fast approaching.
“Ghost,” she panted. “I’m going to come.”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he stuffed two fingers into her pussy and made a come here motion, brushing against the nexus inside her. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she fell off the precipice, going up in flames. When he finally let go of her clit, he gave a few more swipes with his tongue to collect all of her cream.
He pushed himself up onto his knees and stroked himself, his cock rock hard as his gaze raked up and down her body. Sidonie dipped one finger into her still quivering core, pulling it out to suck her own juice.
“You were right,” he said. “You taste amazing.”
“So do you.”
He smirked then left her on the bed to grab his jeans. From his wallet, he pulled out a condom and sheathed himself. Climbing back on the bed, she let her legs fall wider as he draped himself over her.
“You ready?” he asked, leaning his head down to kiss her.
“Are you going to ruin me?” she asked, biting the lobe of his ear.
A low growl hummed from his mouth. “Ruin you for any other man.” He grabbed his cock and lined himself up at her center. “Goddamn, baby, you’re soaking. Fucking gorgeous.”
Then he pushed, sliding easily into her. Sidonie snapped her hips upward, and they moaned together. He started slow, thrusting shallowly, letting her get used to his invasion. Slowly, he sped up, until he pounded into her. Each thrust produced wet, sucking sounds from her pussy, her juices spilling out of her as he fucked her harder and deeper. Then her whole body shook as another orgasm washed over, taking her by surprise. She convulsed around his cock, holding him close as he continued fucking her, pumping in and out as his rhythm lost cohesion until, with a shout, he found his own release.
After a moment, he pulled out and fell to her side. They both panted, hearts thundering out of control. Skin slick with sweat. Ghost pulled the condom off, tied it up, and tossed it onto his jeans. Then he grabbed her arm and pulled her onto his chest, wrapping his own arms around her. She snuggled into his embrace.
Feeling drowsy and content, she closed her eyes. Sleep beckoned, but she needed to know one more thing.
“Is this a one-time thing, or will you be here in the morning?”
He kissed the top of her head. “Do you think I was kidding about you being my woman? Can’t get rid of me that easily.”
Smiling, she tumbled into dreamland.