Taylor was lying on his bed when the phone rang. He grabbed it quickly before it could ring a second time. "Hello?" "Hi baby blues.." came the low, sexy chuckle from the other end. "Hey Bree.." he smiled, his voice almost a whisper so his nosy brothers wouldn't hear. "You got company?" she asked. "No just brothers..nosy ones.." he told her. "Wanna get away? I have just the distraction.." she laughed. "Yeah....but we're doing this MY way tonight.." he said. "And what way is that?" she asked. "Don't worry about it." he chuckled. "Wear the short black skirt and don't bother with any panties baby, you won't be needing 'em. Gimme 20 minutes, I'll be right there." he told her. "Oooh. Gettin' forceful in your old age, huh?" she laughed. "I think I like it. But make it fifteen and don't keep me waiting." "Fifteen then." he chuckled and hung up the phone. He grabbed his wallet and keys and slipped out of the house before anyone knew he was gone. Bree opened the door quickly and gripped Taylor's forearm, smiling as she tried to pull him inside. "Uh-uh...MY way..." he grinned. "Got something to show you. Come on." he grabbed her jacket off the hook on the back of the door and tugged her outside, giving her a sexy smile as he realized she was wearing what he asked her to. She chuckled and grabbed her keys as he tugged her out the door, and pulled it shut behind her. "Baby.." she cried, "Let me lock it." She turned to lock the door, sticking her hip out and bending like she couldn't see the keyhole. "HURRY UP.." he growled and ground his growing bulge against her backside, gripping her hips. "I am.." she turned her head and grinned. "RRRR...COME ON..." he growled again, took her keys and shoved them in his pocket, opened the door, flipped the lock and pulled it shut again. "Duh! You tease..let's go.." he tugged her down the flight of stairs, to the parking lot of her apartment building. "Check THAT out.." he grinned at her as her jaw dropped open. "Oooh Taylor! When did you do this?" she smiled as she looked over his new motorcycle. "Today.." he smiled. "Wanna help me break it in?" he asked, handing her his helmet. "We won't go too far, I don't have a spare helmet yet.." he smiled. "What are you waiting for?" she asked, pulling on the helmet. "Sweet.." he grinned and swung his leg up and over, planting himself on the seat and scooting far enough forward for her to sit behind him. He gave her a hand and caught a glimpse of her pantiless bottom as she swung her leg over and wrapped her arms around his waist. He sucked in his breath as she slipped her hands underneath his denim jacket and grazed his nipples through his thin tank top. He started the bike, and heard her muffled giggle through the helmet she wore. "Damn..." he groaned as he pinched his nipples and rolled them between her fingertips, still through the fabric of his tank as he took off. Taylor pulled off the road and into a small, secluded park in his old neighborhood, that was seldom used by anyone. Especially this time of night. He shut off the motor and put the kickstand down as Bree pulled the helmet off her head and shook out her long blonde hair. "let me have that.." he said softly and took it from her, hanging it on the handle bar of his bike. He got off the bike, turned to face her and then straddled the seat, sitting in front of her. "Well?" he grinned expectantly. "Baby...this thing...and seeing you on it...just gets me hot.." she gave him a seductive smile and slipped her hands underneath his jacket, running her hands over his strong shoulders. "Yeah? Well knowing you got nothing on under that skirt gets me hard..." he rasped and scooted closer to her. She shoved his jacket off his shoulders and he shrugged out of it, then hung it over the other handlebar. Her hands snaked up around his neck and dug into his silky blonde hair as she ran her hot, wet tongue over his neck. "Oh damn.." he moaned and caressed her braless breasts through the fabric of her virtually non-existent tank top, flicking the pads of his thumbs over her rapidly hardening nipples. She squirmed on the seat as she sucked on his neck, then moved her hand to the bulge straining painfully against the zipper of his jeans. "Mmm...yeah..." he pushed his hips toward her hand. She undid the button, yanked his zipper down and moaned appreciatively as she ran her hand over his erection through the cotton of his BVD's. "So big, baby..." she sighed and reached in to pull  it free. He stood slightly and moved his jeans and underwear down on his hips so she could stroke his cock the way he wanted her to. She suddenly let go and hopped up off the bike. "Face me.." she commanded and he groaned, knowing he ws letting her get the upper hand. But she drove him crazy. He did as she asked and she dropped to her knees, then flicked her tongue over the fleshy head of his stiff cock. "Ohfuck..." he breathed when he mouth closed around it and she began to suck him, slowly, torturously. She moaned again and sucked more quickly as he began to thrust his hips toward her mouth. "Oh..oh....fuck.." he grunted and leaned his backside against the seat of the motorcycle as his knees went weak. "Mmmmmm..." she purred, knowing he was putty in her hands. She sucked him greedily and noisily until he felt himself getting close to exploding. "NOOO!!" he growled and pushed her away from him, her mouth coming off his dick with a loud pop. "What's the matter baby blues?" she purred and lapped at the head of it. "Get up.." he demanded, and pulled her up by the hand. She stood in front of him her arms hanging limply at her sides. he reached for her and tugged her the hem of her tank top up, just enough to expose her pink, upturned nipples. "Mm.." he growled and sucked them both until they were swollen and more red than pink. "Baby..." she breathed over and over, her inner thighs soaked with her own juices. His fingers slipped under the hem of her skirt and hiked it up, enough for him to stroke her bare ass as he sucked on her nipples. She moaned and let her head drop back, then backed herself into his hands. He groaned when he stroked her inner thigh and discovered just how wet he was making her. "Damn baby..." he growled again and ran his finger lightly over her swollen clit. "Ohhhgooooodd.." she moaned and wiggled against his fingers. He suddenly removed his hand from her wet folds and spun her, then moved behind her. "Bend over.." he commanded and she did as he asked, gripping the leather of the motorcycle seat as he rubbed his cock over her bare butt. He groaned under his breath as she wiggled her ass in front of him and moaned, the slit between her folds glistening with her juices.
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