Beauty and the Biker (Ghost Riders MC 2)

“Shortcake, I won’t let you cum in front of everyone. That’s for me. But if you want to ride me a little, you can. But you’re not cumming.”

“I could suck you off.”

“Jesus. Don’t say shit like that to me. I’m gonna cum in my fucking shorts. No, I don’t want people seeing you down on your knees either. You can ride me, and stay somewhat covered up. You want that or do you want to wait to get out of here?”

“I want it now,” she whispers, and I see how bad she wants to do this. She’s always been so open and uninhibited with her body, but seeing her like this is new. I plan on giving her whatever she wants for the rest of her life, and if she wants new experiences, I’m down for that too.

“Then giddy up, baby. Let’s take a little ride, shall we?”

She gives me a devilish smile and straddles my waist, her toes barely touching the floor. I reach down and pull the waistband of my shorts down a little and pull my throbbing cock out. There are big pearly drops of pre-cum on the end, and I look up to see Julie licking her lips, wanting a taste. I rub my thumb across the tip, gathering a drop and taking it to her lips. She sucks my thumb into her mouth, closing her eyes and moaning at the taste.

“Fuck, this is gonna be fast.”

She opens her eyes and giggles, grabs my cock and puts it at her entrance. Suddenly, she slides all the way down, and I throw my head back and moan at the sensation. She’s so incredibly tight and hot. Her honey is already soaking my balls and she hasn’t even moved yet.

I grab her hips and help her rise up a little since she can’t get much leverage off the ground. I’ll control her strokes and keep her from getting off, but it’s going to be sheer hell not to cum inside her right this second.

“Goddamn, look at that ass.”

I look over to see Casper staring at Julie, watching her move. She leans back in one of the chairs, with Vincent between her thighs.

“I’m not really into chicks, Savage, but your girl has got a back end I’d make the switch for.” She ends on a grunt when Vincent apparently does something to get her attention. “Easy, Shield, I’m not going anywhere, just appreciating the show.”

I look back at Julie who’s flushed red from the attention and her approaching orgasm. I pull her up and down on top of me, essentially jacking off my cock with her pussy. She moans and grinds against me on the down strokes, and our connection makes sticky sucking sounds.

“You like this, don’t you, Julie? My dirty girl. Just remember, you’re mine and I’m letting everyone here know it.”

I look behind her to see Lucias leaning against the ring, watching us and taking a long pull of his beer. He reaches down and rubs his hard cock, then tips his beer to me in salute. I give him a cocky grin and go back to fucking my woman.

Julie leans forward, kissing my neck and licking the sweat off my chest. “Fuck, that’s it, baby. We’ve gotta go.”

With that, I stand up, and still buried inside of her, carry her to the back of the cave. Once we’re alone, I walk over to the wall and pin her to it, fucking her rough. “You’re mine.”

“Yours, Abe. Only yours.”

As I pound into her, I feel her tighten on me, and then just as I thrust against her clit, she cums. Her pussy pulses around my cock, and her greedy cunt pulls my cum from me, sending me over the edge. I thrust inside her one last time, and give her what she’s begging for. I fill her up, claiming her pussy and letting her know it’s mine.

“When I pull out and my cum runs down your legs, past the bottom of your skirt, and people can see, I don’t want you wiping it away. I want it there for everyone to see. I want you marked and taken for the whole goddamn world to know it. You got that, shortcake?”

“I got it, Abe.”

She smiles and puts her hands on either side of my face, leaning up to kiss me.

“God, I fucking love you, Julie.”

“Me too, baby. Me too.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

JULIE

I run my fingers through Abe’s hair as I watch our son run through the field. Abe moves his head from my lap to my thigh, silently asking me to pay more attention to him. I smile a little, thinking he’s like cat getting petted.

“You haven’t really had any more nightmares,” I say, thinking about how perfect everything has been. We’ve been staying at my tiny apartment, for which Abe ordered a new bed. When he saw mine for the first time, he immediately said he could never fit, and he wouldn’t sleep without me again. I just kissed him and agreed. I didn’t want to sleep without him again either.

“I haven’t slept like this since…” He pauses, trying to think. “I can’t remember a time I’ve slept this well. Maybe I never have.”

“The one nightmare you had wasn’t bad at all.”

Sitting up, he pulls me into his lap, wrapping his body around me. “Your voice seemed to pull me right out,” he whispers into my ear.

I can’t help but smile at the idea that I’m his cure.

“I also think it helps that I dream about you guys now. The desert dreams are long gone.”

The wind blows, making the sunflowers dance in the field. I watch AJ playing soccer between them. The motorcycle clubhouse has so much land behind it you could almost get lost. Acres and acres of the most beautiful land.

“It’s so peaceful out here.”

“I didn’t bring you here just to have a picnic, shortcake. I wanted to show you where we’re going to build our new home. I’m thinking six rooms.”