5 Bikers for Valentines

“God this feels good.?

? I leaned forward and rolled my hips around as he reached up and cupped my breasts, pulling me down so that he could suck my nipples, biting and licking like he couldn’t get enough.

“Yes, it does. Ride my cock, baby.” He reached down and cupped my ass, working me on his cock until I found the pace myself and was bouncing steadily on top of him, my breasts bouncing up and down as he lay back and watched.

“You like what you see?” I rolled my hips and ground against him a bit before taking up the pace again.

“Fuck, yes. You’re fucking gorgeous, baby. I love those perfect tits, and your ass is fucking amazing.” As he said the words, my head lolled back, and I felt the wave of pleasure rock through me as I came again.

He sprang into action, working his hips to help me through it as my body took over and had me writhing against him, moaning and mumbling until it subsided and I was left weak.

As soon as I lagged, he lifted me up, manhandling me like I weighed nothing and put me face-down on the bed. I braced myself for his reentry, longing for it. My legs quivered beneath me, my thighs twitching as the wetness from my release ran down to my knees.

His cock slapped at my ass as he rubbed my pussy, dipping his fingers inside my tender channel. “You get so wet. I love it.” He let his fingers, still slick from entering me, rub against the tight star of my ass, and then he pressed against it. “One day, I want to take this.” He leaned over and kissed my shoulder as he entered me. “Would you let me?”

I would let him do anything he wanted, but I couldn’t tell him that just yet. “Yes,” was all I said as I ground myself against him, tilting my ass upward and rolling it as he filled my pussy again with his giant cock and worked his hips.

“Good girl.” His voice was strangled, and he worked his pace up to a fevered thrust. “I’m going to come, baby.” He started to pull out and tensed up for a few seconds, as if he was reconsidering it, but proceeded to pull out and release his seed all over my bare ass.

He slapped my ass playfully and kissed my lower back. I fell to the bed and rolled over to my side, not yet ready to move otherwise. My legs trembled, and I was spent.

Once I felt like my legs would hold me again, I went to the bathroom to clean up.

When I came back into the room, Tate was propped up on one elbow watching me.

“Stop,” he said.

I stopped in my tracks. “Stop what?” I stood there, at the foot of the bed, completely naked and turning pinker by the second.

“Right there, and turn around for me. I want to see you.” He smiled sweetly, and it was hard to resist anything he’d ask of me. So I turned around.

“God, you are beautiful,” he said.

Feeling a bit self-conscious as he was staring at me, I came around the side of the bed and went to slip in under the covers. Before I climbed in, something caught my eye.

On the desk near his bed, I saw prints of his photographs. “Are these from the shoot?” I picked up one that he’d framed, the dark sky was a perfect match for the black frame, and at the bottom, printed into the photo was a small white rectangle with a title. “Kami’s Sky?”

“It’s the photo you took. I wanted to frame it for you.” He rolled across the bed and got to his feet, standing naked beside me.

“I can keep it?” I searched his eyes and then held the photo out to look at it.

“Of course. I can always print another one for me. But I wanted you to have it.”

“Kami’s Sky?” I tilted my head thinking it sounded a lot like Kami’s Guy. “It reminds me of Hendrix.”

“Hendrix?”

“Yeah, like when he says, “kiss the sky” in Purple Haze, and people think he’s saying, “Kiss this guy.” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“See, you get me. Now granted, I hadn’t thought of Hendrix, but I did like that it sounded like Kami’s guy too.” He sat on the bed, and I turned to see that his cock was standing at attention again.

“So, do you mean, Orion or yourself?” I had to know if he really meant that I was his girl or if it was the sex talking.

“I kind of meant both. I mean, the image is of Orion, but I thought it would remind you of our time together too.” He reached out and took my hand, and I left the picture on the desk as he pulled me into his lap. I straddled him, his thick length jutting up between us.

“Someone’s ready for more.” I ground my hips into his cock, and he chuckled.

“I am.” I caught the way he looked when he said it, and couldn’t help but think he was talking about more than sex.