Somehow, I think there’s going to be a lot of firsts with this man. And a lot of riding in all sorts of ways.
I put my hands on his big shoulders—the round shoulders I’ve been dreaming about since yesterday—and swing my leg over the seat. I’m wearing a dress and my underwear is the only thing between my pussy and his leather seat.
He starts the engine and the rumbling vibrations take no time to get me wet.
“What am I supposed to do?” I ask as panic starts to build within me.
He grabs my hand and repositions it around his side until I’m gripping onto his hard abs. I do the same with my other hand, practically panting when I feel the deep ridges under his t-shirt.
“What do I do here?” I ask again as a rush of adrenaline surges through my veins.
“All you have to do is hold on,” he says with a grin as he turns around to look at me. “And enjoy the ride.”
“But I don’t have a helm—”
He takes off and I scream as I dig my nails into his stomach, holding on for dear life.
Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit.
He turns the bike onto the main road and accelerates down it as we pass an SUV with a kid in the back staring at me with his mouth hanging open.
My whole body is vibrating and it feels really good. I’m gripping his huge frame with my thighs and pressing my breasts against his back as the seat vibrates against my clit better than a high-end vibrator could ever hope to.
The air is flowing through my hair and I start to loosen up when I realize that Killian knows what he’s doing. He handles the bike well so I loosen some of the insane grip I have on his stomach when he pulls onto a more secluded road. The trees and houses whip by us as I start to smile, enjoying myself, enjoying him, enjoying the ride.
I keep my breasts pressed against him, not because I’m scared, but because it feels good and I’m sure he’s enjoying it as well.
He turns onto another long road and accelerates hard. This time I don’t scream in fear. I scream in excitement instead.
Ready to go wherever this sexy man wants to take me.
Chapter Six
Killian
Having Daisy’s soft thighs squeezed around me while I ride my bike down the road is the best feeling ever. I like to keep my bike with a lot of vibration and I can just imagine what it’s doing to her sweet little pussy. I bet she’s sopping wet down there.
I let out a groan as I imagine diving in between her thighs and licking up every last sticky drop.
Her perky tits are pressed into my back and I groan when I feel how hard her nipples are. This girl feels ready and willing for more. I can just sense it in the way she’s breathing on my neck and from the way her fingertips are digging into my stomach like she never wants to let me go.
I crank the throttle and speed down the dirt road, sending a brown cloud billowing up behind us. Her grip tightens on me, which makes me want to go even faster. I love being this close to my girl.
We circle back through the town and then I take her to the gas station that we just bought. I put it under my name with my money like my father suggested. Now, I see that he was right. This is the best decision and it’s all because of Daisy.
I can’t risk going to jail now. Not when I’ll have a sweet body like hers waiting for me in my bed every night. What could possibly be worth risking losing that over?
“It’s nice,” she lies and I nearly crack up.
“We’ll fix it up,” I promise. “Put some money in and make it nice again.”
She smiles as she surveys it. “That front could use a facelift. Maybe add a drive-through coffee shop.”
I’m nodding along. She’s not just good looks…
After checking it out, we hop back onto the bike and I head straight to Hollow Oak Hill. It’s a beautiful place tucked away in nature where sometimes me and the boys go for some swimming in Hollow Lake. We like to have barbecues on the sand with the girls.
“Wow, this is beautiful,” Daisy says as she takes off her shoes and lets her toes sink into the sand. She’s staring at the clear blue water, but I’m only staring at her.
Her auburn hair looks stunning in the sun and her eyes are bright and alert as they quickly dart over to me and then back to the lake. Her cheeks redden as she smiles shyly.
This girl is perfect.
We’re all alone down here and that thought is making me rock hard. My cock is raging in my pants as my eyes roam down her soft curves.
I could do anything I want to her down here. Anything.
She’s too trusting to be with someone like me. I could be a predator for all she knows. I could be a monster who hurts her and takes advantage of her innocence.
But luckily for her, all I want to do is protect her. Shield her from this horrible world and make her mine. Maybe she can sense that. Maybe she knows that there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her.
Maybe it’s just meant to be and when it’s meant to be, you know.
I sure as hell do.
“Do you think the water is cold?” she asks as she skips over to the water, kicking up sand behind her.
Even just seeing her ankles is getting me hard. I can’t imagine what’s going to happen when I tear those clothes off.
“Not too bad,” she says when she steps into it.
I walk over to a tree and lean on it as I watch her take in the stunning natural view.
“I didn’t know this lake was here,” she says as she turns back to me. “I’ve been visiting my father here for fifteen years and he’s never told me about it.”
“Probably because he didn’t want any bikers to see you. Smart of him if you ask me.”
She laughs and then grins at me. “Not all bikers are bad.”
I love how she thinks I’m one of the good guys. I’ll do anything to keep her looking at me like that—like I’m worth loving.
She bends over to grab a rock and the sight of her ass does something primal to me. I grit my teeth as I stare at her gorgeous cheeks in that sexy summer dress that’s flowing in the breeze. I want to rip it off and see her white milky skin underneath.
I reach down and adjust my throbbing cock while she throws the rock into the water and laughs as the waves ripple away from it.
“What do you think my father would do if he knew I was here with you?” she asks as she turns around and walks back over to me.
My fingers ache with the need to touch her, but I keep them by my side for now. She isn’t like the girls who hang around at the club. The club sluts, also known as the Sweettarts, who get passed around by the guys.
It’s going to have to be slow with her, even if it’s painful for me. Even if it kills me.
“Your father?” I ask with a wince. “He’d put a bullet in my head and bury me in the desert. Actually, he’d probably leave me there for the coyotes to tear me apart.”
She laughs, but I’m not joking.
“He wouldn’t do that.”
“You obviously don’t know your father very well.”
She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, but the wind brings it back. I lean forward and tuck it back for her. This time it stays. So do her red cheeks.
“You talk about him like he’s a monster.”
“It takes a monster to catch a monster.”
She swallows hard, looking uncomfortable.
“He’s a good Sheriff and he’s a tough man,” I continue. “He’s put a lot of my brothers in jail.”
“I’m sorry,” she says as her eyes drop to her feet.
“Don’t be,” I tell her as I touch her chin and raise her eyes back up. “They all deserved it. He was just doing his job.”
A few silent seconds pass as she thinks about it. I’m just admiring her face so she can take as much time as she needs.
“What about you?” she asks. “Do you deserve it?”
“I don’t deserve you. I can tell you that much.”
“But… do y
ou deserve to go to jail?”
“I hope not anymore.”
That seems to be good enough for her.
I sit down on a rock in the shade and pull her down onto my lap. I can feel her heart racing and sense the nerves radiating off her.
“It’s okay,” I whisper as I slide my hand over her thigh, holding her legs close. Her back straightens and those perky tits are so close to my face that they make my mouth water.
The breeze picks up a strand of her hair and it tickles my face. My obsession with her builds and I know I’m not going to play nice if other men are around her, watching her or trying to touch what’s mine.
She smells so good. Like coconuts on a Caribbean beach. I take one deep inhale after another as I hold her close.
My girl begins to relax as we watch a couple of ducks swimming on the lake. She shifts on my lap and her thigh hits my hard aching shaft.
With a gasp, she turns and looks at me with her lips parted. Her eyes widen as I wonder if that’s the first cock she’s ever felt. It fucking better be. I don’t know what I’m going to do if it’s not.
I can picture myself hunting down whoever took her innocence—the innocence that belongs to me—and making them pay with their life.
“You see how hard you make me, kitten?” I growl. “My cock has been rock hard and throbbing since you walked into my life last night.”
Her soft plump lips part but no words come out as she looks at me with a wide-eyed innocence that I can no longer resist.
I grab her chin and then tilt her mouth just where I want it. She gasps as I crush my lips against hers, kissing her as she melts in my hands.
She tastes as sweet as she looks. I could do this forever.
Her timid hand starts on my shoulder and then slides up my neck before coming to a rest on my cheek. She gives me little moans and I hungrily swallow each one down as my hard on rages between us.
She doesn’t shift away from it. If anything, she leans into my hard shaft, making me groan against her tongue.
I’m ready to claim every inch of this goddess. I want to make her mine.
When our mouths pull away, she’s looking at me with shock as she breathes heavily—those perky tits heaving up and down in front of my face.
I cup one of her soft breasts in a firm grip as she runs her thumb over my wet lips and stares at my mouth in awe. I can feel her little nipples hardening and it makes me wonder if they’re as pink as her silky tongue.
Her thigh is still pressed against my cock, making a wet mess in my pants as pre-come leaks out like a broken faucet. My balls are swollen and aching with the seed I’m going to stuff into her fresh womb.
“You’re feeling how hard you make me, kitten,” I growl against her neck. “Let’s see how wet I make you.”
She gasps and holds her breath as I move my hand to her bare thigh. She looks nervous but excited and she doesn’t stop me from sliding my hand under the thin material.
My heart is pounding with desire as she leans back to give me better access. I slowly slide my palm up her soft thighs, dragging my fingertips over the wet mound covered by her panties.
She whimpers when I dip my hand under the band and touch her wet softness.
I close my eyes and wince, it feels so good, as my palm glides through her soft wet folds. It feels like silk. It feels like heaven.
Her hot little pussy is throbbing against my hand as I dip a fingertip into her virgin hole, testing it out. It feels so fucking tight. I can’t even imagine what it would feel like to have this cunt wrapped around my hard cock.
My girl moans deeply as I press on her clit with my palm and the pleasure she’s feeling makes her legs spread wider.
I’m trying to be gentle, but I just want to go to town on this pussy. I want to make her come so I can taste her cream.
Her chest is rising and falling sharply and I can’t hold back any longer. I yank down her dress and her bare tits pop out, her nipples perky and pink and looking so fucking delicious. She’s moaning loudly and grinding on my lap as I start rubbing her clit harder. With a growl, I take a nipple into my mouth and start sucking on it.
“Oh, Killian,” she moans as her hands sink into my hair. She holds me against her bare chest as I play with her tight little cunt.
“You’re so wet, kitten,” I growl against her breast. “Are you always this wet and ready for my dick?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “I can’t stop thinking about you. I just want you inside me so fucking badly.”
Her eyes are half-closed as the lust consumes her. She needs me as badly as I need her.
“What do you want in your little hole?” I tease. “My fingers, my tongue, or my big thick cock?”
She’s gasping and breathing heavily as I rub her clit faster. Her sexy hazel eyes are glazed over with need as she looks down at my hand shoved up deep between her thighs.
“Everything,” she moans. “I want all of you.”
“Good,” I growl as I feel her creeping toward the edge of an orgasm. Her body starts giving me little convulsions as her whimpers get louder, more frantic, more desperate. “Has anyone touched you like this?”
My breath lodges in my throat as I wait for her answer. It’s the answer I’ve been dying to know, but also terrified to ask in case I’m not going to like it.
She grips my tattooed wrist and holds my hand between her legs. “No,” she gasps. “You’re the only one, Killian. I’m a virgin. I’ve been waiting. For you.”
“That’s my girl,” I whisper as relief floods my body. “That’s what I needed to hear.”
Her nails suddenly dig into my wrist and I grin, knowing I’m hitting the right spot. Her soft curves are pressed against me as I make her unravel.
“Oh,” she screams. “Oh, fuck!”
It hits her hard. The orgasm rips through her, making her scream out and burst into convulsions. I don’t know where to look—at her perky little tits bouncing around, at her gorgeous face all twisted up in pleasure, or at her thighs which are shaking violently around my hand.
I nearly come in my pants when I feel her warm, sticky release rush down my fingers and onto my hand. It’s a wet mess between us now and I grin, knowing I could slide in and out of her so easily like this.
My cock is aching between us. It’s desperate for some friction.
But right now, this moment is all about her. I continue playing with her cunt as the orgasm rocks through her, teasing out the pleasure and making it last as long as I can.
When her quick breaths turn to deep inhales and her high-pitched whimpers turn to long contented moans, I pull my hand away from her.
She whimpers and tries to pull my wrist back, but she’s not nearly strong enough to keep me from getting a taste of her honey.
Her hazel eyes go wide as she watches my hand come out of her dress. My fingers are coated in her slick shiny juices and she doesn’t take her eyes off of them as I bring them to my mouth and suck her cream right off.
It’s warm and sweet and tastes better than anything I’ve ever dreamt of before. I close my eyes and let out a moan as I savor the taste.
“Fuck, you taste good, kitten,” I groan as my dick burns between us. “I need more.”
She whimpers in disappointment when I lift her off my lap, but that disappointment turns to excitement when I put her on the rock and kneel down in front of her.
“What are you doing?” she asks in a breathless tone.
I grin as I take a hold of her legs and spread them open. “Whatever I want, kitten. Whatever I want.”
I get a glimpse of her panties pulled to the side, showing off her pink swollen lips right before her dress falls back down, covering it.
“Lift that dress up,” I command. “Let me see that pretty little virgin cunt.”
She does as I say and lifts up the material, revealing a sight that nearly makes my heart stop.
“Now pull those panties to the side and show your man what you kept safe for him.”
> Her hand peels the wet panties all the way to the side and I wince.
A drop of clear juice is slowly sliding down her spread pink lips. On top is soft brown curls, underneath is her pink puckered asshole.
I groan with need as I stare at her. She’s completely bare in front of me and it’s making my mouth water.
I lick my lips, about to dive in, when the sound of kids rip through our perfect day.
Those sweet legs close up real fucking fast as the voices get louder. I drop my head in disappointment and then turn to the sound of the noise, ready to scare them so badly that they’ll never return.
Six boys and three girls, all about twelve years old come running down the path, hollering at the top of their lungs as they sprint past us and head to the water.
Oh fuck. The moment is over.
Daisy’s legs are squeezed closed and those soft perky tits are back in her dress.
The kids barrel past us and run into the water, jumping under as they laugh and play.
I turn back to Daisy and she smiles at me. It’s so warm and loving and all of my frustration just melts away.
“Do you want to show me your place?” she asks in a soft timid voice.
The meaning in those sexy mischievous eyes is clear so I grab her hand and rush her back to my bike.
I drive even faster on the way out and I’m so distracted by the feel of her legs wrapped around me as we drive through town, that I don’t even notice when Michail pulls up beside me at a light.
“Killian,” he says, jerking me out of my daze.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I growl at him.
“I need a minute,” he answers.
I don’t have a minute. I don’t have a second.
I need this girl’s cunt wrapped around my throbbing cock as soon as fucking possible and that means I don’t have time to make a pitstop for a Russian.
“Tomorrow.”
He looks back at Daisy and a rush of rage surges through me.
“It will only take a second, Killian. Follow me.”
The light turns green and he turns into a gas station.
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