Beauty and the Biker (Ghost Riders MC 2)

“You want my kisses, baby?”

“God, Abe, don’t tease me. It’s been years. I need you.”

I feel the same way, so I lick my lips and dive in. I lick her clit, and suck on her labia as I slide two fingers inside her pussy. “Fuck, you’re too tight, baby. I need to work you open a little bit.” I fuck her with my fingers and feast on her pussy, licking up her sweet honey as it runs down to her ass. I lube up my pinky finger with her juices, sliding it to her back hole. She shivers and moans, letting me know my girl likes ass play.

I’m so fucking hard, I have to fight not to cum, but it’s useless. Having her pussy on my face, having her scent surround me, is enough, and I give in and cum on myself. Julie doesn’t seem to notice or care, she’s so lost in my touch. I cum all over the bed without having even touched my cock. After my quick orgasm, I feel her start to peak. Her pussy squeezes my fingers as her back bows off the bed. She grabs my hair, pulling my face closer to her clit, and I suck hard, sending her over the edge.

“Abe!” she shouts, and it goes straight to my dick. I’m still hard after my first orgasm, but I know it’s going to take five or six times before that fucker gets even a little soft.

I eat her orgasm, but as she comes down, my kisses go soft and sweet. Little tremors rock her body, but once they’re all over, I move back up and get in position.

“Fuck, Abe. That felt so good.”

“You’re still so tight, baby, so this may hurt a little. I’ve just got to get inside you before I die.”

At my words, I line us up and thrust inside her hard.

“Fuck!” I shout, holding myself inside her. I start cumming right away and just hold it in her, trying to catch my breath. “Oh God.” I choke out the words, my orgasm taking over, as I spill inside her. I didn’t mean to cum this fast, but she’s so tight and wet, I can’t control it. I just had an orgasm, and already I’m having another.

“Sorry,” I murmur as the last of my cum shoots inside her.

“Jesus, I forgot how big that fucking thing was.”

Our eyes meet, and she smiles at me. I can see she’s trying to hide the twinge of pain, so we both just stay connected and catch our breath. I brush my thumb across her cheek, looking at her and marveling at how perfect she is.

“We’ve got the rest of our lives, Julie. I don’t want to rush it.”

She nods at me, agreeing with my statement, wrapping her body around mine. I hold myself inside her, just savoring how good she feels, but after a few minutes she starts to move her hips. She’s ready for more, and I’m ready to give her whatever it is she wants.

I start thrusting slowly at first, and then build to long strokes, holding her hips so I can rub her clit as I move in and out. After just a few thrusts, she throws her head back and moans my name, becoming every inch the sexy vixen she once was with me. The Julie I knew took her pleasure from my body and demanded the orgasm I was going to give her. Seeing her like this again, feeling her under me, it’s like we never missed a day.

I try to go slow, but I can’t. It’s too much. Having her again, and knowing that she’s with me, I can’t stand it. I thrust hard a few more times, and when I know she’s on the edge, I send us both over. I push inside her, getting as far inside her pussy as I can, and I shout my release as she shouts hers. We cum together, and it’s a sweaty sexy mess. I’ve filled her so full of cum, it runs down between us, and it makes me smile.

As Julie catches her breath, I kiss her and turn us onto our sides so we can face one another but still be connected. I know this time it needs to be different, because we’re different. I want this to be for forever, so I’m going to do whatever it takes, starting with being honest.

“I’m scared I might have a nightmare again now that you’re here.”

“I’m scared you might too.”

She rubs the side of my scarred face. I don’t really pay them much attention anymore. For so long they were nothing but a reminder of everything I had lost, and I stopped looking at them. Now, as she touches my face, they are a reminder of what we’ve survived. Together.

“I haven’t had one in years, but I keep going to therapy. My doctor tells me I’ll have setbacks, but it should get better as time goes on.”

“I’m worried that the second you do, you’ll be out the door.”

Her confession hits me in my heart, because I know I gave her that fear.

“Look at me, shortcake.” Our eyes lock, and I hold her chin, so she knows I mean what I say. “If it happens, I won’t leave you. If I get like that again, I’ll get help, and I may have Lucias come sleep on the couch to make sure everything is okay, but I swear, this time we’ll work through it together. I’m not a monster like I thought I was, and seeing you tonight showed me that. I made a choice to leave the way I did, and I chose not to handle my issues with my wife. I won’t ever make that choice again. You hear me?”

“I hear you, Abe.”

I roll us over so I’m on top of her again, and I thrust inside. “Now tell me you love me, and let’s seal the deal again.”

“You know I do,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck, giving me a cocky grin.