Sex Piston (Biker Bitches 1)

Stud’s hands came to her wrists, jerking her hands away before turning and lying her down on the couch and then raising her struggling hands over her head.

“There she is. The bitch couldn’t resist coming out, could she, Sex Piston? I know it was a shitty thing to do, but I didn’t do it for my brothers. I did it for myself. I didn’t pour that Tequila down your throat, but I took fucking advantage of it. You’ve been keeping me at a distance for months, both as the president of the Destructors and as a man. You knew I was attracted to you, yet you weren’t about to let me close. So, hell yes, I took advantage when I had the opportunity. I’d do it again.” The charming womanizer was gone. In his place was a man determined to get what he wanted, despite the methods he had to use.

Sex Piston stopped struggling, reluctantly listening to his words. He was right; she had noticed his interest and ignored it, not wanting to get involved in another relationship that would lead nowhere.

She opened her mouth to let him have it again, but he forestalled her by taking her mouth in a storm of sensation that had her body rethinking about fucking him again.

His hand slid the zipper of her jumpsuit down to find the tip of her breast. He stroked the tip with his thumb while his mouth left hers to take it in his mouth.

Her hips arched as the ache of need returned. Her pussy clenched, wanting to be filled again. Sex Piston began to wonder that if sex the first time with him was so freaking good, just how good it would be the second time. Her body began to get even more excited at the thought of doing him again, despite him being a jerk. The son of a bitch knew how to fuck.

“We cool?”

Sex Piston refused to answer him.

His hand slid under the leather of her outfit, finding her pussy and plunging a finger inside her with no warning.

Damn. She felt herself weakening as he stroked her, the tender flesh stirring her passion higher, into a need that had her convincing herself that she could maintain a casual sexual relationship with him while she still searched for the man she wanted in her life.

“We cool?” he asked again, inserting another finger.

“Yeah,” she lied, her body loosening, becoming more pliant under him.

She thought that she would let the bastard think he had won while she finally could enjoy a sexual relationship with someone she was actually attracted to.

She and Ace had played around for years, but her lack of sexual attraction to him had kept her from fucking him. She had satisfied him with her hands or mouth, but she hadn’t given him her body.

The sad fact was, Ace had never stirred any passion in her body. That was why they would break up every few months. She would search for someone that didn’t make her feel cold when they touched her and Ace would relieve the frustration he couldn’t take any longer. They would return to each other when they couldn’t find what they were searching for in someone else.

Sex Piston let Stud peel her out of the jumpsuit again, exposing her bared body as he lay her back down on the couch. His head went between her thighs where his tongue found her clit, stroking the sensitive bud before sucking it between his teeth. Sex Piston almost lurched from the couch, but his hand against her stomach pressed her back down.

The man had skill, and Sex Piston was woman enough to appreciate it as his fingers spread her wider. Two fingers filled her as he continued to play with her clit. She hadn’t expected to be aroused as quickly when they had only fucked a short time ago.

“Your body is fucking beautiful,” he said between gritted teeth. “Your tits are a man’s wet dream and this pussy is tight as hell, begging me to fuck it.”

Sex Piston held back her moan, still trying to hold a part of herself back. She couldn’t stand bitches who screamed and acted like a cat in heat when they had sex, but damn if he wasn’t working her sufficiently to lower her control to the point where her screaming would bring the cops.

Her hands went to his sandy blond hair, pressing him closer to her flesh that was begging for release. He gently bit down on her clit while his fingers spread inside of her, finding a spot that had her back coming off the couch again. She leaned over him as she came, unable to control her body’s reaction.

Catching her breath took several minutes as he continued to stroke her until he felt her shudders stop.

Stud got to his feet before picking her up and packing her into the bedroom. Standing her on the floor by the bed, he spun her around until she had her back to him. He pushed her upper body down on the bed with her ass and pussy up in the air.