5 Bikers for Valentines

torn open. The pain mixes with the pleasure, leaving me reeling.

I stood on my tiptoes, and Gavin held onto me, fully sheathed inside me, filling me up completely. I feel him flexing and relaxing, moving ever so slightly inside me. I clenched up the muscles inside me, squeezing him back, drawing a throaty groan from him.

“Fuck, Josie,” he said. “I'll never get tired of your tight little cunt. It's the sweetest I've ever had.”

He pulled my hair good and hard as he started moving in and out of me, his hands holding my hips tightly.

With the blindfold on, I couldn't see anything. I could only feel, which only intensified every movement and sensation that was rippling through me. The pain mixed with pleasure was almost too much. And yet it was everything I'd dreamt about for months now, ever since the last time we'd been together.

The last time we'd fucked.

The last time I knew what true pleasure really was.

Chapter Thirteen

Gavin

No pussy had ever gripped my cock the way Josie's did, and now that I was inside her again, I knew this is exactly where I needed to be. Where I wanted to be. The red flesh of her ass and her begging for more was proof enough that I'd found my sub, my partner.

Josie didn't know it yet, but she was meant to be mine. And she would be mine.

I'd take care of her, make sure she had the best life possible. I would make sure she wanted for nothing. Make sure that she and our child would never go without. Fucking around with other women was fun, sure, when I was younger. But things had changed. My situation had radically changed. And now, I was ready to be a better man.

Because I was going to be a father. That meant everything to me.

I stroked Josie's back, running the tips of my fingers down her spine as I drove my cock into her. She shuddered and groaned, her ass pressing back into my pelvic bone, taking me deeper inside her. She was utter perfection, in every way, and I loved making her feel so fucking good. Not to mention the fact that I loved how I felt when I was inside her.

I had a week with her, and I intended to prove to her that we could have it all. The intense fucking, a healthy family, and that she'd never want for anything. That she would have whatever her heart desired and that I would take care of her.

Those thoughts were enough to distract me—at least temporarily—from the hot cum burning deep within my balls. I felt it rising, felt my balls growing tight with anticipation of release. Josie's tight little snatch was almost too much for me, her every movement milking me of my seed. Every moan that came from her sent me even closer to the top, and I tried to forget how smooth her insides felt. I tried to control my thrusting, but I couldn't, not for long. Not when it felt so fucking amazing. All I could do was grit my teeth and try to delay the inevitable as long as possible.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her cries growing louder as I continued pounding myself into the depths of her hot, tight little pussy.

“Come for me, Josie,” I demanded, feeling my own orgasm rushing forward like an oncoming train, and feeling just as powerless to stop it. “Come for me now, before I blow my seed deep inside your hot little cunt, my pet.”

My words seemed to drive her crazy, and she moaned, her entire body spasming as I spoke to her. She was a good girl with such dirty little desires, and I had every intention of fulfilling those desires—of letting her explore her every dark fantasy—over and over again.

“Come on, baby,” I said. “Come fucking hard for me, pet. Come on…”

My words were starting to become strained as I clenched my jaw and gripped her hips tightly. She squirmed, pressing back against me, just before her ass briefly pulled away from me. I grabbed hold of her hips tighter and pulled her right back, though, ramming my dick deep into her. She cried out, so I drove it into her again. And again.

I pounded her sweet little hole, fucking her with wild abandon. The sound of our flesh slapping together blended with our cries of pleasure, echoing around the room and creating an erotic symphony that turned me on even more.

“Gavin, yes… Oh, Gavin… I'm—”

She didn't have to say the words, I could feel her orgasming all around my cock. Her pussy clenched down on my thick shaft, released it, and then clenched down again. Her hot little twat spasmed wildly, her body writhing as she gripped the pillows on my couch tightly.

The sounds coming from her were not words, they were screams, grunts, and moans as she came around my cock.

“Fuck yes,” I cried out.

I drove myself into her one more time, and I exploded inside her, shooting my seed deep into her pussy, filling her up completely. I drove myself into her again, feeling my hot spunk spilling out of her pussy, running down the insides of her thighs.

Josie collapsed face-forward onto the couch, but I didn't dare move. The feeling of sitting inside her, of still being surrounded by the warmth of her pussy, felt amazing, even well after the orgasm that had gripped her body had passed. My cock, though, soon deflated, and I had no choice but to slip out of her, much of my semen coming with it, spilling out of the folds of her pussy.

Her ass was still bright red, the outline of my handprint plain as day. I ran my hand across it gently and stroked the smooth, soft skin before helping her stand. Josie seemed to struggle at first, wavering on legs that were like Jell-O, but I held her up, letting her rest against me. When I took of the blindfold and saw her blue eyes staring back at me, it made my heart skip a beat as I realized, definitely not for the first time, that Josie was the one for me.

“I'm not sure I can survive a week of this,” she laughed.