Fulfillment Golland, M. (best classic literature TXT) 📖

where you want it, or I’ll fuck you righthere like this,” he mumbled around my tongue.

“Harley,” Ibreathed out as I threw my head back to take in some much neededoxygen.

He pressed hislips and tongue to my neck as he carried me toward the black andchrome motorcycle.

“Oh fuck,Bryce. I want you so bad.”

“You’vealready got me bad, Hunny.”

I giggled. “Iknow.”

He walked upto the side of the Harley, where he placed me down on its blackleather seat. Impatiently, he yanked my long cascading dress backup to my waist and wrenched my white lace G-string down my legs,dragging it as he followed its descent.

Then, droppingto his knees, he lifted my legs, propping one foot on the exhaustthe other on the engine, spreading me wide for him to devour. Heslid his hands up my thighs as he closed the gap between my pussyand his mouth. I sucked in a breath, anticipating his tongue anddesperately waiting for that warm wet feeling his mouth grantedme.

Forcing me tocrave his touch, he paused before sliding his tongue along mysensitive clit, it responding delightfully.

“Oh God,” Imoaned as he dragged it up and down, massaging his nose, lips andcheeks into me. My head fell back in pleasure as he repeated themotions while tightening his grip around the tops of my thighs.

He releasedone hand and dragged his finger through my wetness, finding myopening and delving in deep. “Shit, Hunny,” he groaned as he leanedforward again and flicked his tongue against me.

I clenched myfingers into the leather of the seat, feeling my orgasm climbingwith each stroke and flick of his tongue, perfectly in rhythm withthe slide of his finger.

“Let go,” hecoaxed, sensing my stubbornness to hold on.

“I want to letgo when you let go,” I whimpered.

“You will,” hegrowled, as he sucked my clit into his mouth.

“Oh, fuck!”That was all it took to push me over the edge, my hips buckingunderneath his face, my hand finding his hair and my nails findinghis scalp. I gripped tight, holding on in fear I’d fall for failingto have the strength to stay on top of the bike as my orgasm wavedthrough me.

As thepleasure decreased, he stood up, pulling me up to stand with himand lifting my dress completely over my head. I reached for hisjeans and undid them with ferocity, helping him drag them down andaway from his perfectly sculpted legs. He kicked them free,together with his shoes, then straddled the bike and leaned back onthe seat.

His cock wasprominently positioned, asking for my lips and mouth, and neverbeing one to refuse its blatant invitation, I accepted quiethappily. I straddled the bike in front of him and leaned forward,engulfing his warm, solid shaft into my mouth.

“Fuck,” hegroaned, as my lips slid down then sucked right back up to his tip,over and over. I loved the feeling of him filling my mouth andtouching my throat, the feeling of my tongue teasing his soft,subtle skin.

I looked up athim through hooded lids, arched back in the motorcycle’s seat. Helooked so fucking sexy, his head tilted backward, his neck taughtand ridged. I had the urge to lick that masculine neck and thentake his tongue in my mouth again. I also had the urge to ride hiscock on this stunning machine.

Giving him onelast suck, I let go and crawled up toward him. He lifted his headand met my voracious clamber toward his face.

“So fuckingbeautiful,” he uttered before I reached him and pressed my lips tohis.

Placing myfeet on the exhaust on either side of the bike and giving me aplatform to balance myself, I lifted and hovered over his cock. Hestroked himself with both hands and positioned it upright, allowingme to lower myself perfectly on top. As I felt him slide inside me,I let out a pleasing sigh, my pussy clenching and hugging himtightly with grateful acceptance. Bryce groaned at the feel andgritted his teeth, urging me to wrench his t-shirt over his headand reveal his mouth-watering chest.

He leanedforward and unclasped my bra, tearing it from my chest andreleasing my heavy breasts, his hands kneading my sensitive flesh,his thumbs gently rubbing my nipples. I reached behind me, findingthe handlebars. And pushing my tits in his face, I braced myself toride the fuck out of him. He was so deep, and I could feel everyinch of him as I carefully pushed up and down.

“Fuck, youfeel so good and look so fucking sexy riding my cock rightnow.”

I smiled athim and tilted my head back revelling in the feel of him hardwithin me.

A sudden surgeof pleasure rippled through me as the pad of his thumb found myclit, rubbing in small circles as I pumped him slowly. “Oh God,Bryce, I’m close.”

He leanedforward, secured my arse and laid me down against the fuel tank.Bryce was tall enough to place his feet on the ground on eitherside of the bike, allowing him perfect balance and control. Hepositioned his cock at my entrance once again and pushed inaggressively, holding my legs as he repeatedly slammed into me. Itwasn’t long before I was screaming my second orgasm, he gruntinghis first. It was so intense and delicious, and my breath had allbut left my body, my lungs desperately trying to suck in somemore.

“Greatchoice,” he breathed out as he continued to slowly push into me,easing my orgasm. He leaned forward and sucked on my nipple thendragged his tongue up my neck till he found my mouth.

I savoured himwhile I regained my composure, then broke away and let my bodysurrender completely against the motorcycle. “We need to do thatagain. This motorcycle is far too hot to be sitting idly in thisgarage. Maybe we can go for a ride down the coast on it.”

His bodytensed slightly, then he pulled out and bent his legs, loweringhimself onto the seat. “Yeah, maybe.”

“There’s areason you don’t ride anymore isn’t there?’ I asked, as I sat upand faced him.

His eyetwitched mildly. “Yes.”

Reachingforward, he grabbed my hips and lifted me on top of him. I wrappedmy arms around his shoulders and my legs around his waist.

“Are you goingto tell me why?”

He nuzzled mynose. “If I have to.”

I tilted myhead up to