by Brair Lake
On the pretense of taking another deep breath, I use the opportunity to inhale his scent. The aroma of man and engine. Opening my eyes, I take my first long hard look at Dante “Inferno” Page in six years.
He is now thirty-four years old, is hair is still as black as a moonless night, swept back. A little shorter than the last time I had seen him, as it brushes against nape of his neck. Eyes of a deep jade, that I want to sink into. He makes me want to be a poet. His six-foot frame and olive complexion, covered in ink. A body that I have to lick from head to toe, to know if it tastes as good as it looks. His looks inherited thanks to the mixed gene pool of an Italian mother and American Father.
“Everything’s ok,” I let him know. “I was just wanting to know if Tommy is interested in a weekend job, at my place now that Dad’s not doing so good” I lie. Feeling the heat from the blush on my face “We could do with the grass cutting and other odd jobs.”
“Where is he?” he asks, searching the area for Tommy.
Shrugging, “Mr Bale hasn’t got that far in telling me yet” I answer back. Before I am able to finish my conversation with Tommy’s dad, Inferno, place’s his hand on my arm, tightening his hold as we move away from the house. On the way back to my car, I feel Inferno’s eyes on me as he scrutinizes my body. Inferno has his little smile in place. I hate that smile. Why do I feel like I am in a trap I ask myself?
With a slight tilt of his head, his tongue resting on his lower lip. “It’s been a while Baby Blu. Look at you all grown up. How about a welcome home kiss,” he asks as my mouth is covered by his. Taking the kiss from me, with or without my consent. It was not as though I was going to object. No, one of the items on my to do list, is to clear Dante “Inferno” Page from my system.
His lips start soft and slow, gradually building up as he engulfs me in a kiss that has me on fire. The kiss changes, going hard and deep, his tongue searching the interior of my mouth. The flavor of his morning coffee as it invades my mouth.
Slowly drawing back from the kiss, he gives me an unfathomable look, his hand lingering on my arm, the other on my lower back, holding me close to him.
“I’ve missed you babe,” he whispers giving me a quick kiss on the nose, before seeing me safely into my car. When he has mounted the Harley, he escorts me away from where the Bales’ live.
Chapter 3
As I run my wrists under the cold water tap, to prevent them from sweating, as I nervously wait for Inferno to collect me for our date. I glimpse at the clock on the kitchen wall, just as the doorbell rings.
It is Thursday night and there is a badass biker at my door. As I check in the mirror for the final time, satisfied with my appearance I answer the door.
“Hi”
“Hi”
With a half smile and a twinkle in his eye, Inferno gives me the male once over.
With a half smile and a twinkle in his eye, Inferno gives me the male once over. It appears that Inferno approves of what I am wearing. I am thinking as he bends down to take my mouth in a kiss that leaves me wanting more.
“Night Dad” I mange to say, before being pulled towards Inferno’s Harley. Satisfied that I decided to go with jeans for tonight’s date.
Inferno straps a full head style helmet on to my head. While the one he wears, appears to be similar to a round basin. At my quizzical expression, he explains the one that he is wearing is Brain Bucket Helmet. Whistling as he climbs on to the Harley. The image that enters my mind at the description causes me to shiver.
“Come on girl, climb on and get that body of yours leant against mine and your arms round my waist.” As soon as I’m in a position that satisfies him, Inferno takes off down the street. I lean further into his back, wanting and needing to touch as much of him as possible.
With no idea where we are going, it is not long before we are riding on the open country roads. With no concept of how long we rode, I enjoy the smell and feel of Inferno; soon we make our way back to Comfort Springs, with Inferno pulling up front of his house.
With as much confidence as I can gather, I slip off the bike and walk up to his front door, swinging my hips on purpose.
As I wait by the door for Inferno; my nerves begin to set in, causing me to move my foot from one to the other.
“Why here?” I ask breaking the silence.
“We need to catch up Baby Blu, and I want you to myself. I just don’t want to share your company with anyone else tonight.” he growls.
What can you say to that, so I just give him a smile.
“OK, but I am starving, I do hope you are planning to feed me?”
“Oh baby girl, you’re going to get fed,” he smirks, wiggling his eyebrows at me, are his words as he shows me in.
As I look round, nothing has changed, in the hallway; there is the coat hook, and a range of canvas shoes along with a pair of motorcycle boots on the floor. The living room is basic, it is neither sterile or cluttered, just lived in.
As he points me in the direction of the living area, Inferno, heads off in the direction of the kitchen; soon emerging with a couple of bottles of beers, handing one over to me, with the lids already removed.
“Not for me thanks” I refuse. I have a slight problem with alcohol and Inferno does not need to know this, not yet anyway. Tonight, I want and need a clear head while dealing with this man. If things go as planned; which I expect they will, I want to remember every moment of my time with him.
“No problem.” With a shrug; he returns with a soda, passing it to me,
Unsure of what to do next; we share a moment’s awkwardness, which is broken when the doorbell rings.
“Put some music on while I get that,” Inferno, orders me
Returning shortly with a pizza box he settles down on the sofa, patting the space next to him.
“Come and join me Baby Blu.”
Laughing, “You know how to spoil a girl” I mock, taking in the food that he has ordered.
“What more could she ask for; a ride on the back of a Harley, a beer and a pizza,” he tells me with a serious face. Although I know he is laughing, as it shows in how light his eyes have become.
As we catch up on what we both have been doing in the last six years. The time soon passes and I start to relax. Leaning back against the sofa, as contentment washes over me. Before long we have the pizza demolished and the drinks consumed.
When we have finished our meal; Inferno pulls me up, holding me close as we begin to sway to the music playing in the background.
Due to my height, I am a foot shorter than Inferno, my head rest against his chest. As I listen to the beat of his heart, which isn’t as steady as his appearance is showing. This gives me a little more confident in myself. With my arms curved round his neck, his, hung loose round my waist, our legs intertwined, we continue to dance.
When I first went into Inferno’s arms, my body had been stiff. However, as the music seduced me, my body started to relax against the hardness of Inferno’s. As we stay in this embrace, Inferno kisses the top of my head, wanting more; I arch my head back, reaching for a kiss. My hands going into his hair to pull his mouth down to mine, to stake my claim. Kissing him with everything that I have.
I do not want soft. I want it all. For six years, I waited for this moment and I am going to make every second, every movement count. With urgency, I push my hands under his T-shirt, feeling his abs. Amazed at how hard he feels as my fingers splay over the ripples, moving to his chest and back. Memorizing all of him. The need to touch all of him, all at the same time. His leg pushes harder in between mine. As he starts to rock it back and forth, making me ride his leg, as I try to get closer. With no finesse, I pull his T-shirt off and push him on to the sofa. With a deep breath, I stand back, giving him a good long deep look. With his body spread out before me, he is offering me everything that I have ever wanted.
With hooded eyes, he studies me. A slumberous look appears across his face; his mouth giving a sensual pout, tempting me to kiss him begging me to
return to them. As my eyes travel further down his body. A body that shows all the signs of being well l maintained with pride. Even with his jeans on I could tell he wants me, by the way he is sprawled, His hips pushed forward, his legs spread wide.
“Come here baby.”
As he reaches for me, he clasps me by the hand, pulling me towards him. As I fall on him, my knees straddle his legs. As he removes my top, exposing my upper body to his view, he shoves my bra out of the way. This time; he does not take his time to get to my naked body.
“Oh baby, I’ve waited a long time to get these tits in my mouth,” he says. taking my breast into his mouth, to suckle on it,
“Oh yes, it feels good,” I murmur.
The fine hair on my body is rapidly standing up, as Inferno lathers me with his tongue. Using his teeth to scrape over my skin. Due to his ministrations I am hot all over. All I can do is maneuver my lower body over his. Pushing my pussy over his cock. Panting as he suckles on my breast harder and harder. His hands push down my jeans and panties, lifting my hips as he removes the rest of my clothing. Leaving me only in my bra.
With locked mouths, our tongues thrust, in union with our lower bodies. I am finding it hard to breathe, my breath coming in small sharp gasps, my body starting to tremble with my pent up lust.
Swinging me sharply, I find myself lying on my back, one leg pushed until it is over the sofa edge, with the foot resting on the floor. Inferno is kneeling before me, looking as disheveled as I feel. His hands are at my throat, circling me, but not hurting, his fingers tracing the vein down to my breasts, lifting them up and thumbing the nipples. As he bends over me, he takes one in his mouth biting down on it, hard but not painfully, my inner thigh slick with my juices. I am wet for Inferno, wanting more. Not knowing how to tell him what I want, I whimper.
“You want me babe?”
“Yes.”
“You want my cock in your pussy Baby Blu?”
“Yes.”
“Will I find your pussy tight and wet, just for me Baby Blu?”
“Yes,” closing my eyes in embarrassment at that statement.
“Beg for it baby, beg for it. Tell me how much you want my cock in your pussy?”
Drawing in a deep breath, knowing how wet I am for him. How my pussy is pulsing in need for him, as I feel empty without him inside me.
“I want your cock inside my pussy, Inferno, please.”
“Again baby.”
“I need your cock in my pussy Inferno, please,” I am begging.
Still kneeling before me, and still dressed, Inferno, trails his hands to my thighs, spreading them wider, his thumbs close to my pussy lips. As he lets his thumbs glide over my pussy lips, not doing anything, just adoringly looking at my pussy, as though it was his salvation.
“Please?” I beg, pushing my hips up to him.
Removing one of his hands from my thigh, he goes to my pussy lips and strokes in between them. Caressing the wetness as he spreads it, finding the opening to my pussy as he pushes a finger in.
“Fuck baby you are tight and so wet” He pushes another finger into me, the tight squeeze making me catch my breath. Soon he is watching as his fingers push in and out of me, shallow and slow he goes at first then fast and deeper. The CD has stopped playing and the only sounds you can hear are our gasps and the fluid from my pussy, as Inferno finger fucks me. My fingers are trying to find purchase, my hips moving with his fingers and yet Inferno continues to look at my pussy. Watching as my juice coats his fingers.
“Undo my pants now and grab hold of my cock.”
With my tongue caught between my lips, I reach up to undo Inferno’s button and zip. His cock springing free as soon as the confides of the zip is removed. His cock is long, hard and thick, his pre-cum leaking over the tip of his cock. As I circle what I can, I move my hand up and down, my thumb rubbing his pre-cum into the head of his cock.
“You still want my cock,” he grunts
All I can do is nod my head, never removing my eyes from his cock.
“Say It.”
“Yes I want your cock.”
“You need my cock, say it.”
“I need your cock,” I say, looking him in the eye, never raising my voice above a whisper.
“Oh fuck baby I need this, I’m clean, what about you?”
Confused, I frown, not sure what he is trying to say.
“I want to a ride you bareback baby, flesh against flesh.”
“Oh, yeah, I’m on birth control, its ok”
“You ready for my cock, my good girl,” he asks into my ear. His tongue flicking against the contour of the outer edging. As he leans his body over mine; removing his fingers from my pussy, thrusting his cock into me in a sure movement, before I could answer.
I tense and clasp my body in shock, holding his cock tight. The feel of his cock stretching me; is causing me discomfort, the burning pain at the touch of his flesh against my inner muscles. As I adapt to having him inside me, it is bringing tears to my eyes.
At my movement; Inferno becomes motionless, looking at me, with his hands on my hips, holding me steady.
“Easy baby” he whispers, and after what seems like an eternity, he starts to move in me. Slowly, pulling out, and then pushing back in, soon the tempo is building back up. Even though I am still slightly uncomfortable with the size of his cock pushing against my inner muscles, my body starts to relax. Accepting more of him. With his hands still on my hips, I am unable to move my lower body; Feeling my wetness gathering as my clit pulses, wanting more.
“Rub your clit baby.”
“Rub it hard” Inferno instructs me
Arching my neck as the pressure builds in me. I do as I am told, with my fingers rubbing the hard bud and Inferno’s cock pushing in me harder and deeper. I scream, unable to take anymore. I have just had my second orgasm, and my body has gone all lethargic. All thanks to the man, who is on top of me.
As I lay spent, Inferno is still thrusting in me hard and deep, and then with a final thrust, he climaxes inside me, his release mixing with my juices. As Inferno rests his body over mine; breathing deeply as he suckles on my neck, his arms comforting me, holding our bodies close.
Chapter 4
Coming awake, I find Inferno spread over me again me; my legs spread wide open for him, as he fucks me. This time there has been no foreplay, nor was it a slow loving, but deep penetrating thrusts of pure fuck. I am lying on my back, with my legs bent, as I take more of Inferno’s cock inside me. As I lie in his bed, trying to focus, which is difficult, when you have a male body weighing at about 170lbs bringing you pleasure. He is biting me the on my neck, and I know once he has finished, there will be a mark for everyone to see. Marked and sore is how I will be starting the day, which I do not mind. With one final thrust, Inferno finds his release and rolls away from me.
“Hey, what about me?” I ask, punching him slightly on the arm.
If I am honest with myself, I do not think I could take anymore. After the episode on the couch, we had retired to his room and Inferno had fucked and loved me twice more during the night. I am exhausted and aching in places I did not know existed, plus I had to go to work.
Lying next to me and stroking my arm, Inferno asks.
“You ever date while at college?”