Sinners are Winners (KPD Motorcycle Patrol 5)

“N-no!” I stuttered. “Finally got it.”

Lock yanked me forward onto the edge of the counter, then slowly started to sink his cock back inside of me.

My breath hitched, and my eyes widened.

Then they practically rolled back into my head as he once again sank all the way inside of my damp heat.

“All those guys in uniform,” I heard Nadine still talking. “Holy shit. And Lock? Was he not just the sexiest thing out there? I mean, the groom was hot, don’t get me wrong. But seeing a man in uniform? Whew.”

Lock leaned forward and took my mouth before I could respond.

His hips pumped into me, slow and steady.

“He had his eyes on you almost the whole time, though,” Nadine said, sounding curious.

“Did he?” I croaked. “I didn’t notice.”

That was a lie.

I had noticed because my eyes had been on him.

Lock pulled back and let his eyes stay locked with mine as he slowly moved in and out of me.

His jaw was locked, and the muscles in his forearm corded and bunched as he hooked his hands underneath my knees and pushed them out impossibly wider.

I licked my lips, staring down the length of my body at where we were connected.

I hadn’t done it before.

I hadn’t wanted to because I knew if I did, I would get too excited. Come before I was ready.

And I wasn’t ready because it just felt way too good for it to ever end.

But then I saw the way my pussy was stretched obscenely around his cock. The way that I looked like I was stretched to my limit.

The way that his cock was pulling out and pushing back in, one slow inch at a time, and my body was accommodating him as if he was made to be inside of me.

And I just…burst.

My breath left me in a whoosh, and a sound escaped me that was akin to a dying animal.

“Umm, you okay?” Nadine asked, sounding slightly worried.

I couldn’t answer her because I was coming.

Coming so hard that my eyes were closing and there was no longer breath inside of my lungs to speak with.

Then he had to go and pinch my clit, helping the orgasm along.

Except all he ended up doing was causing air to seep back into my lungs, allowing another low moan to escape me as my orgasm nearly doubled in strength.

Lock fucked me through it, not stopping or slowing down.

“Saylor?” Nadine sounded like she was close, but my head was too fuzzy to notice or care.

“Answer her, or I’ll have to stop.” Lock’s whispered words jolted me out of the lazy haze that I appeared to be in. “Hurry.”

“Sorry.” I licked my lips, body sagging backward against the mirror. “I think I ate something bad before the wedding. Umm, sorry.”

Lock laughed silently, causing his cock to jump inside of me.

I bit my lip to keep from moaning again.

“Oh, no,” she said. “That’s awful. I’m done. I’ll just leave you alone now.”

He slammed into me hard and I shouted. “Thank you!”

I wasn’t sure if I was thanking him for finally giving me what I wanted, or her for finally fucking leaving.

Maybe both of them, if I were being honest.

He slammed into me again.

And again.

And again.

I licked my lips and focused once again on where we were joined, unsure of when my eyes had left that spot.

“Looks good, doesn’t it?” he rasped. “How you’re stretched so tight around me? How your wetness is coating my cock.”

Yes, that did look good.

So fucking good.

“The sound is driving me insane, too,” he admitted.

That was when I realized that the sound of us having sex was filling the room.

The front of his thighs were meeting the backs of mine, making a sharp slapping sound each time they met.

Then there were the wet sucking sounds of his cock entering into my very well lubricated vagina.

That’s when I realized that I wasn’t just close, I was teetering on the edge again, seconds away from falling over.

And he knew it.

He could feel my muscles rippling around him.

They were quivering and pulsing, and his teeth were gritted now as if he was holding on for me.

I watched his face now, the muscles in his corded neck rippling with his attempt at holding on.

“Hey, Saylor!” Nadine called right when I was about to be pushed over the edge a second time. “I found some Pepto for you! I’m leaving it on the table out here.”

Then she was gone, and so was I.

He followed seconds later, coming hard and deep inside of me.

I tried to pay attention, but my orgasm stole my eyesight and my ability to form coherent thoughts for a second time that day.

But God, did he feel good.

So. Good.

If I could just bottle that feeling up…

When I was back to myself again, Lock was laughing so hard that he was nearly crying.