Fierce (Storm MC 2)

Scott

I knocked on her door and then stepped back, waiting for her to answer. It was just after ten pm and I was at least an hour late after being held up at Indigo. The new manager was still getting his bearings; I hoped to Christ he didn’t take long working it all out because I’d had enough of being there every day.

Harlow opened the door wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I ran my eyes over her body and appreciated everything she had on offer.

“My eyes are up here,” she joked as she reached out and lifted my chin so that I was looking at her face.

I took a step forward, curled my arm around her waist, pulled her close, and growled, “I was getting there, babe. You’ve just got too damn much for a man to look at all at once.”

Her breathing picked up, and she murmured, “Take your time. I like your eyes on me.” She wrapped her arms around me and threaded her fingers through my hair before her lips found mine in a searing kiss.

Kissing Harlow was unlike kissing any other woman. She made me feel alive in a way that no one else had. Most women were in it for them; what they could get out of me. They were always looking for more from me; more that I didn’t want to give them. Harlow wasn’t looking for a damn thing. And she didn’t take my shit. I could respect a woman who respected herself enough to stand her ground. As much as it fucking pained me sometimes.

She ended the kiss and raised a querying eyebrow at what was in my hand. “What’s that?”

I gave it to her. “Picked it up for you this afternoon. Put it on.”

She smiled; her excitement obvious. “I love it!” she exclaimed as she put it on. “I’ve always wanted a leather jacket.”

“Yeah, well whenever you’re on the bike, I want you in this.”

Her smile could have lit up the whole fucking world. “You’re making me all squishy,” she said, her eyes twinkling.

“Babe, I have no idea what that means but if it’s gonna get me laid tonight, I’m fuckin’ glad that I’m making you all squishy.”

“As much as I love listening to your dirty mouth, I’d rather be enjoying it in another way so can we move this along?”

Christ. She didn’t have to ask me twice.

“Get your stuff. I need to get you naked and under me.”

I had plans for her tonight and she was going to love my dirty mouth by the end of it.

***

“That was so much fun!” Harlow waltzed into my house, her cheeks flushed with excitement. It was the first time she’d ever been on a bike and it was pretty evident that she loved it as much as I did.

I chuckled and followed her inside, dumping my keys on the bench in the kitchen. She put her bag down too and turned to me. “When can we go on a long ride?”

My hand curved around her neck and I pulled her to me. “You pick a day and I’ll be there,” I murmured as I brought my mouth down onto hers. She embraced me and her lips parted, letting my tongue in to tangle with hers. I deepened the kiss and moved my hand down her back to rest on her ass. My other hand reached under her t-shirt and searched for her tits. When I found them, I pushed her bra aside so her breast spilled out into my hand. Harlow had a good handful; just what I loved. I twisted her nipple between my fingers and the gasp she let out hit me in the dick. My kiss became rough; demanding.

Harlow pulled away from me; her lips swollen from our kiss. I didn’t let go of her though, and continued to massage her breast. She maintained eye contact as she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. I moved both hands to the back of her bra and undid it, freeing her breasts. As I dropped her bra on the floor, she undid the button on my jeans and lowered the zip; her hand grazing my hard cock.

I stood still, my eyes trained on hers. “I want your mouth on my cock,” I demanded.

Without taking her eyes off me, she reached in and wrapped her hand around me, and started to slowly move her hand up and down my length. As she got to the end she gently ran her thumb over the tip, spreading my pre-cum over my dick. I didn’t stop watching her even though I wanted to look down and take in the glorious fucking sight of her hand on my cock.

“You’ll have my mouth soon,” she promised, “but first, I want to play with you with my hands.”

Fuck me.

She kept moving her hand up and down my dick as she said, “Take your jeans off.”

I wasn’t used to a woman taking the lead during sex but this was fucking sexy as hell so I went with it. Once they were off, she gripped my cock hard and used it to gently pull me closer to her.

“Christ, babe. Careful there,” I muttered, but I had to admit that that turned me on too.

A wicked glint flickered i