Biker Next Door

“Don’t even think about moving.”

“Rix?”

“I know. You’ve never had a cock here but, baby, I want to.” He pressed against the tight ring of muscles.

She wouldn’t let him in, but he didn’t take no for an answer, not as she moaned. Letting go of his cock, he worked his other hand over her clit, stopping her from fighting the tenseness she was clearly feeling.

With the other, he pushed against that tight ring of muscles until she gave way beneath his onslaught. He pushed a single finger inside. At the same time, he continued to play with her clit as he started to get her asshole accustomed to being penetrated. In and out, he worked her, finding a pace that had her pushing back.

He added a second finger which helped to stretch her out, working her. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to have every single part of you. I can’t wait.” He groaned as he felt how close she was.

His name fell from her lips as he worked her pussy. In and out he stretched her asshole, all this time, his cock aching to be inside her.

When she finally came, his name spilling out on a musical repeat, he pulled his fingers from her anus, positioned his cock, and slid all the way inside her, fucking her. He sat her down on his lap, holding her hips as he began to rock back and forth. She was so tight around his length.

He closed his eyes, enjoying the pulse of her cunt.

Reaching between her thighs, he began to stroke her clit, feeling the answering ripple all the way up his cock.

“Come for me, baby,” he said.

“Rix,” she said. “What are you doing to me?”

“I’m going to make you come, screaming my name, and then I’m going to fuck you hard. Harder than you’ve ever been taken.”

She moaned.

“Yeah, I want to hear you come. Come for me, baby. Let me hear you. Let me hear you scream.”

“Please,” she said.

He used two fingers to work her clit, stroking over and over, building up the pleasure until she finally cried out and he felt her cum all over him. She was soaking wet and he loved it. He wanted to keep her in a constant state of arousal. It suited her better than anything. She always had this sparkle in her eyes right after she came. It was such a beautiful sight.

Holding on to her hips, he started to fuck her. Working her up and down his length, watching as she took him.

He wasn’t wearing a condom.

Rix slammed her back down on his length and he paused.

No condom. Nothing between them. He was clean and he had no doubt she was. No, there was a risk of pregnancy. He should stop now. Be considerate. Did she want kids? Did he want kids?

There were so many decisions to make.

He’d never wanted to have kids but with his cock balls deep inside her and the thought of her being swollen with his kid, he couldn’t stop. It would give him unlimited access to her. Another reason for her to be his in every single way.

Even as he thought about it, he knew he should stop.

“Rix, what’s wrong?”

He should tell her. Give her the choice.

He held her even tighter and started to bounce her on his dick. Up and down he worked, fucking her harder. He was so close and as he came, he closed his eyes, gritting his teeth as his cum spilled out and filled her. Wave upon wave of it.

Fuck, it felt good.

Rix held her in place, thinking about the possibilities.

She leaned back against him, sighing. “You know I want to say it, right?”

“Wow?”

“Yep.” She giggled. “Big wow. I could get used to this.”

He could as well. He put his hand on her stomach, wondering what the fuck he’d just done. He wasn’t supposed to be this possessive over a woman and yet that was exactly what he was being.

****

They were having some unseasonably warm weather and in a pink summer dress and a pair of flat shoes, Anna-Beth made her way to Elizabeth’s house.

Rix had some business to attend to. She had a feeling he was meeting up with his crew, which was dangerous because he shouldn’t be wearing his leather cut or mixing with his club. She wouldn’t tell anyone but she also didn’t want to think about him getting locked up with the key thrown away.

She liked him, a lot.

Elizabeth sat in a deck chair in her front yard.

“Hello, dear,” she said.

“Hi. Rix wanted me to walk the dogs for you, if that’s okay.”

“He’s a good man, he is. You and him, you’re hitting it off.”

“We’re friends.”

“Right, and that blush means there has been no kind of sex games either.”

She couldn’t help but drop her mouth. Elizabeth laughed. “I was young once and if my William was still alive, as I said to the woman before you, or did I, it all mashes together, I’d be with him gladly. It’s good to find the right man for you.”