Final Ride (Lords of Mayhem 4)

“Faster, please.”

He smiled. “Your wish is my command.” He adjusted his angle, hitting the bundle of nerves he liked to think of as the money shot. She bucked against him, grinding her pussy onto his hands as she cried out, clenching around his fingers as she found release. He kissed the small of her back as she came down.

“Babe, I’d love to take it nice and slow, but I want to be in you too bad for that.”

“It’s been a long time for me.”

He tensed. “How long?” The thought of any other asshole sampling her made him see red.

“Three years.”

He lifted her up and placed her in his lap where she straddled his legs. “I want you to ride me, babe. You control the pace and angle. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You want me on top?”

“You ever been on top before?”

She shook her head. “I’ve never…my experience weren’t…stellar.”

“Don’t worry. We’re about to change all that. I want you to unbutton my pants and take me out.” She rested her palms on his belly and his muscles jumped in response. She slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. His cock sprung free, and she gasped, grasping his base tight.

“Shit, babe. Be careful, that thing spits.”

She laughed, relaxing. “You’re so big.”

“It’ll fit.” He grinned. “I have a condom in my wallet. Go ahead and pull it out.” He lifted up, and she tugged on his chain, freeing the leather square. He watched with lowered eyelids as she removed the condom, opened the package and slid it down his length. Her nervousness softened his harshness. Normally he wanted inside a bitch until he came, and then she was headed out the door. With Ariel he wanted to take his time.

“You ready to take a ride?” he asked gripping her hips tight.

She guided him in and slowly slid down his cock. Tiny beads of sweat broke out on his forehead as he forced himself to remain still.

“Fuck you are so tight, babe.” His eyes all but rolled into the back of his head as she worked herself down, flexing as her pussy strained to take him. Fully seated she moaned and gripped his shoulders tightly. Her muscles relaxed, and they began to move together. Sparks flew, and mini bombs detonated inside his body. The electricity between them was unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper and he lost his cool. Pounding into her, he drank down every scream, as his balls drew up tight to her body and her walls began to pulse.

She broke their kiss, threw her head back and cried his name as she came, milking him as her pussy took him down for the count.

Chapter Seven

Boneless and completely sated, Hilary inhaled the dark scent of Hawk as she lay pressed to his side. Nothing with him was ever how she expected it to be.

“I guess by now you’re wondering what that was,” he said. She held her tongue, proceeding with caution. Hawk wasn’t exactly the share feelings type. “I had no clue he’d be getting out early. I understand why they did it this way. But I don’t appreciate it just the same.”

“You’re not happy he’s out?” she said.

“I’m happy he’s free. He had problems, but he didn’t deserve to be caged like a wild animal. When he’s clean, he’s a decent enough guy.” Hawk shook his head, and trailed his fingers down her back. “I figure you should know the shit pond you’re about to wade into. Neither of my parents is the type to back off, and if they’re here it must be on a permanent basis, to deal with his P.O.”

She listened attentively. Hawk wasn’t much for deep conversation, and her role didn’t allow for much question asking.

“Are you two still on the outs?” she asked.

“I don’t know what we are. The night he held up the gas station, I ignored his call. To say that it caused tension in my family would be a gross understatement.”

His command of the English language always made her melt just a little. Education wasn’t something you expected from as biker, especially one as virile as Hawk.

“You haven’t talked the whole time?” she said.

“No, I mean what’s there to say? At first, it was giving him his space while he got clean, and then it was a habit to just continue. I get updates from Mom and Dad. They shuffle back hellos and progress reports, but the relationship between us was severed long before he landed in jail.”

“Because of his addiction?” she said studying the emotions rolling across his face like storm clouds.