| "Fuck.." he groaned. "Get on the bike Bree.." he commanded and straddled the seat and waited for her to do the same. She straddled the seat with her back to him and he grabbed her waist. He guided her backwards and shoved her down on his cock quickly. "Ohhhgod.." "Yeeeaahh" was their simultaneous groan. Taylor dug his fingers into her hips and moved her on and off him thrusting his hips up hard. She moaned and bit her lip as his hand came around her front and roughly tweaked and pinched her nipples. Her legs went weak and she slid herself back, bending all the way forward and laying her cheek on the cushion of the motorcycle seat, her breasts smashed flat against the warm leather. Taylor backed up with her, letting her have the whole seat and stood, sliding his rock hard cock in and out of her hot wet tunnel. The sight of her bent over on that seat with her clothes hiked up, her eyes closed and biting her lip as he fucked her, made his dick swell even bigger. "Uhh...uuuhhh....baby....god.." she moaned loudly, grinding her clit against the now wet leather of the bike seat as he slammed into her. "What, Bree...want more?" he growled. "Ohhh...ohh...god....yes...harder baby...." she moaned out loud as he thrusted hard and stayed, then pulled out slowly and slammed in again. She wiggled back against him each time he slammed into her, his balls slapping loudly against her skin when he speeded up. "Yes..oh...yes...baby.." she groaned and ground her clit against the slick leather of the seat, feeling herself losing control. "Harder...please.." she whimpered. He did as she asked and felt the burn in his balls and the pit of his stomach. "So fucking wet.." he grunted, biting his lip and pushing his sweat soaked, spiky bangs off his face, tilting his head to watch his cock pump quickly in and out of her. "You're getting the seat wet baby...soak my cock like that...cum.." he grunted. "Then fuck me....HARD.." she groaned and stuck her ass higher in the air for him. "Oh yeah..." he grunted again and fucked her hard and fast. "Oh god, yes....yes...like that...don't stop.." she panted, grinding her clit against the leather faster. "CUM....ON....ME..." he growled and moved his hand underneath her to work her clit faster. "Yes...yes...yes...ohgod...baby....gonna....now ....oh...UUUUUUHHHHHHHH!!!" her cries of pleasure echoed in the still night air as her orgasm ripped through her body, her tight walls sucking him in and keeping him there as she wiggled and backed against him. "Oh shit...here it comes baby.." he groaned and bit back his own scream as his feet curled up and his stomach tightened, then his cock throbbed hard and filled her with his warm, sticky release. He leaned over and laid on top of her as they caught their breath, pulling her hair aside, kissing her neck and shoulders. He leaned back up and pulled her with him, then tugged her tank down for her and ran his fingers through her hair. He dug in his pocket and handed her a handkerchief, then turned away as she cleaned herself up, then pitched his hankie in a nearby garbage barrel. He gave her his jacket and she put it, and the helmet on, then settled herself behind him as he started the bike. He rode back to her place the long way, loving the feel of her arms around his waist, and wondered if she'd let him stay this time. Once they were at her door, she let him unlock it for her and took her keys from him. She stepped inside and turned quickly, placing her palm on his chest to keep him from following her inside. "Baby, just let me hold you.." he said softly and kissed her lips. "If I let you in, I'll let you stay..." she sighed. "I can't do that baby. Not yet.." "When will I see you then?" he asked. "It has to be SOON, Bree.." He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. "I promise, baby blues. It will be.." she said, kissed him passionately, then backed up and closed the door. "FUUUUCK!!" he screamed into the night air as he sped along the highway on his motorcycle, wanting to turn around and go back instead of home to his cold, empty bed. |