Beauty & The Biker

“What’s that I can‘t fucking hear you,” I taunt as what little fight he had begins to fade away. “Remember all the nights I laid in pain and you denied me my mother, you forbid her to come to me. You would beat her if she tried. I was weak then, but I’m not that boy anymore. You hear me, I’m not weak!”

He doesn’t move and I no longer hear the gurgling sound coming from his throat.

“I’ll see you in hell, Angelo. This is for my mother and this is for Isabella, you’ll never have her.”

Anger courses through me reliving the moment he died.

Isa tenses under my tightened hold on her.

I have her naked body pressed against the door of my room, prolonging showing her how deep my obsession and passion runs. Her arms are pinned above her head as the pearls dip between her breasts.

“Princess, there are so many things I want to do to you and with you, but I need you to remember.”

“I’m trying Tristian.”

I shove my knee between her thighs and grit in her ear, “then try harder.”

Her arms circle around my neck and her legs wrap around my waist.

I don’t know if I can wait. I need inside her. Now!

Pulling her away from the door, I open it and carry her inside to my bed.

Stunning is the one word I would use to describe Isa naked on my bed ready to give what is mine to take. She smiles up at me so eager to please. She watches hungrily as I strip away my clothing leaving nothing to her imagination any longer. She lays back with sex kitten eyes ready to pounce on me at any moment.

“You said you wanted to look at me, so here I am princess, come look all you like.” I pull her from the bed by her strand of pearls.

Isa slides down to her knees starting at my feet, her fingers trace and trail over the veins tattooed leading up my legs. Her hands brush over my cock, teasing me with the slight of her touch. It would be so easy to grab the back of her head and shove my growing erection in her virgin mouth.

She begins to raise up. Her hands never leaving me nor her eyes as she studies my ink. I tilt her chin up with the pad of my thumb and press my lips to hers, never wanting her to break free from my hold.

She has other ideas as she rubs her hands over my shoulders moving to my back to explore me further. Her bare breasts press against my back, her nipples hard and ready for attention. Her soft lips press against my neck and trail slowly down my back until she reaches my ass. She bites the top of my cheek, hard, grazing me with her teeth, then sucking my firm skin into her mouth.

Her arm snakes between my legs, coming up and cupping my package. She massages gently. “You say I belong to you. Well Tristian this is me telling you that you belong to me now.” She tugs on my length roughly and I let out a hiss in appreciation.

Her hand drops and she runs her hands down my calves and back up my body until she reaches my shoulders, rubbing down my chest as she comes to face me.

“You done looking princess?”

She grins. Growing bold Isa grabs my jaw as I have hers in the past and squeezes. “I’ll let you know when I am finished Tris. Be a good pet and I will treat you right,” she teases using my own words against me.

I grab her wrists, bringing her hands down, resting over my cock. “That’s real cute Isa, but you are finished.”

Dropping her hands, I claim that smart mouth, kissing her so fucking deep. My hands snake around to her ass and grab on tight, backing her up until she falls onto the bed. I don’t give her time to catch her breath before I am on her, blanketing her body with mine.

My cock is throbbing ready to feel her clenching me tight, holding me hostage deep inside her walls.

Our hands are roaming and exploring as we get tangled up in each other. Her skin is soft and silky much like my own. I never had much body hair to begin with but I keep my body smooth for my tattoos.

Isa slides down underneath me, wiggling closer to my dick. Her hips buck against me and the head of my cock kisses her pussy lips. Fuck, she might be the death of me yet.

She stills at the sensation of the connection shared between us. The heat of our desire is evident as her body slides against mine, both of us slick with sweat as we continue to grind, lick, kiss, and suck on each other.

Pressing my knee between her legs, I tell her, “spread wide for me Isa.”

Her knees part and I hook my arms under them and bury my head between her thighs. Running my nose along the curve of her pussy lips I inhale her intoxicating scent. She is so aroused and ready for me to make us one. I suck her clit into my mouth and her legs thrash. Isa scratches her nails down my back, moaning and breathing raggedly.

I add my fingers to the foreplay, penetrating her tight cunt deep and she gasps, arching her back.