Blaze is right there with me, his body so tense before he groans and releases into me, his own smile growing wider as he enjoys me. “So absolutely beautiful, girl.”
“You’re beautiful too,” I whisper, my mind warped by pleasure and not realizing how awkward my compliment is.
He just laughs, holding me closer in his arms as he slips out, holding me as I begin to drift off, and I’m sure he’s not far behind me.
Blaze has turned my life around so wonderfully in mere hours. He seems too good to be true. It couldn’t all go this easily for me, could it? There has to be a catch.
There’s always a catch.
11
BLAZE
I yawn, stretching myself out. It’s a beautiful day.
Not because of the weather. It’s kinda gray and miserable outside, but sunshine itself is right next to me.
She tumbled out of my arms at some point last night, and is on her side, sleeping peacefully. I can’t keep my eyes off her. Her being so forward with me took her from gorgeous to absolute perfection. I caress her hair, enjoying her softness. I lean in and plant a kiss right on her.
She giggles, her eyes opening.
“Go back to sleep, I was having so much fun just watching you.”
She shakes her head, her smile growing. “That sounds incredibly creepy, you know.”
“I didn’t mean it to, but you’re just that beautiful, babe.”
Ambition strikes her, and she leaps into action, pushing me down on my back as she straddles me, her beautiful, naked form swaying as she moves. She reaches down behind her, taking hold of my cock, already hard merely from lying next to her, now turned to steel at the way she’s straddling me. Her tender touch is wonderful as she flashes me the most devious glare. “You fucked me so good last night, and all I did while I was asleep was dream about getting fucked by you again, Blaze. So if we’re already here and naked...”
“I’m not complaining,” I say as I place my hands on her hips and run them up her sides.
She flops down to kiss me on the lips again before guiding my cock toward her cunt, letting its heat envelope me so magically. I groan with bliss as she takes all of me, the intensity overwhelming. I massage her tits as she begins to ride me, her eagerness so infectious. She shudders so easily from my cock, and soon my hands settle on her hips as I help her along with my strength.
The rapid nature of it all sends a shiver down her spine and we only go at it stronger. We’re enraptured by one another, the movements coming slowly, matching the pace of our fucking, my finger sliding down to her clit, rubbing it with every bounce she makes on my cock. Hearing her moans emboldens me as I start to help her. Soon she’s slamming into me, both of us driven with a desire to see the other come.
And come we do. It hits us both at the exact same moment. She screams for me, in a way I’m sure is echoing through the rest of the clubhouse. I don’t care. I want them to hear how much my girl loves me, and just what I’m doing to her. She has nothing to be embarrassed about.
I’m right there with her though. As she’s taken by it, the deep, thudding orgasm hits me too, the rush of bliss through my core and into her so damn impressive. I never knew being with a woman could feel so damn good. I shoot my seed into her, her body so happily taking me, all of me. We are in perfect harmony with one another at that moment, the closest two people can ever be to becoming one.
She collapses on top of me, her hair whipping across my face. It’s messy, but I want it no other way. I run my hand through it, and plant another kiss on her lips. I barely know this girl, but it doesn’t matter. I’m madly in love and I will die for her.
For a time, we just lie there and enjoy the presence of another. In a perfect world, we’d just keep doing that. We’d probably fuck again after a few minutes. This world isn’t perfect, though, even if with Baylee by my side it’s turning out to be pretty damn good.
“Got some business to do today, girl.”
“Hmm?” She slides off me, and I caress her.
“Work.”
She traces a finger over my pec. “I thought you worked here. That you’re a biker or something.”
“That isn’t a job. That’s a brotherhood.”
“What do you do then?”
“I run a garage with one of my Wildfire brothers. Work on bikes. Cars too, can’t be a snob. Those family SUVs need repairs and they got money.”
“So disdainful of the family vehicle, huh?” She cocks an eyebrow.