Chapter 9
Danielle
I did a bunch of things when I was younger, but riding on the back of a motorcycle never appealed to me.
Yet holding on to Rocco as he rode through a back road might be one of the sexiest things I had ever experienced.
The sheer power I could feel was electric.
Add in the continuous hum of the engine, and the thing felt like a vibrator right against my center.
The strength of Rocco’s thighs pressed into mine wasn’t helping, either. I was literally about to fall apart.
It didn’t help that we had been sharing a bed for days, and the man hadn’t tried anything. I’d woken up with him hard beside me multiple times, and he still hadn’t made a move. If it wasn’t for the fact he kept kissing me, I’d question if he had lost all interest.
I hadn’t been with anyone since the last time he and I slept together, and that had been almost a month at this point.
I wasn’t someone who needed sex all the time, but I had gotten used to a certain consistency between us that was sorely missing right now, and I could feel the need building inside me.
I let my tongue run over the small amount of skin I could reach under the back of his helmet.
“Pull over.” I practically screamed for him to hear me.
Rocco let the bike ease to the side of the road.
As soon as he had it stopped and leaning to the side, I hopped off.
I wanted to climb into his lap, but I wasn’t sure if he could keep the bike standing with me straddling him.
Instead, I pulled my helmet off and let it fall to the side.
He took his off, but before he could say a word, my lips slammed into his.
I heard another thud and assumed his helmet joined mine.
“Wait, baby.” He pushed me back, but I shook my head.
“I don’t want to wait.” I leaned back toward him.
“I need to get off the bike.” He stood and swung his leg over, and I was back in his arms.
I pushed my tongue into his mouth and grabbed at his shirt as desire pulsed through my veins. Not that Rocco put up any resistance. His hands were deep in my hair and cradling my head as we kissed passionately.
“Fuck me.” I broke away just long enough for the words to leave my lips. My hands were already on their way to the bottom of his shirt. My leg wrapped around his upper thigh.
“What?”
“Fuck me,” I repeated. I lifted the shirt up, but he stopped me.
“Danni.”
“I want your cock inside me right fucking now.” I was so wet and horny I could barely speak and I didn’t appreciate him keeping his shirt down.
“We’re on the side of the road, baby.” He removed my hands and held them in his.
“I don’t care.” They could hold a parade down this street right at the moment, and I’d still ride the hell out of him with everyone looking. Actually, the idea of it excited me more than I would have ever thought. What the hell was going on with me?
Rocco pulled away and bent to pick up both helmets. “Get back on.”
“But...” His hand came up to hold the side of my face.
“I’m not making love to you on the side of the road.” He kissed me quickly. “We passed a cove of trees back there.” He tilted his head behind us.
I glanced back, but couldn’t see where he was talking about. There were trees everywhere.
“It’s a little less exciting, but okay.”
He held the side of my face. “Trust me. I’ll make sure you’re excited.” He let go and squeezed my ass before climbing back on the bike and putting his helmet on.
I slid on behind him, making sure to run my legs up and down his before settling in. “You better.” I worked my hands under his shirt and used my nails to graze the muscles of his stomach.
He breathed in. “Fuck baby.” He fired up the engine, and that same vibration was back.
“Hurry.” I was going to come just sitting here if he didn’t get us somewhere fast.
He made a hard U-turn and headed for the privacy of the trees he must have seen. I slid closer to him, enjoying the friction that moving over the bike provided. A soft moan escaped my mouth, and Rocco sped up.
He turned onto what may or may not have been a dirt road and snaked the bike through a group of trees until we were deep enough inside the grove that no one would see us.
The bike engine cut off, and within seconds, both helmets were off, and his mouth was on mine.
He didn’t even bother getting off the bike this time.
He just leaned his head back, and I brought mine forward.
I could still feel my core vibrating, but I didn’t know if it was residual energy from the motor or because I was so ready for him to be inside me. I tried to lift my leg enough to swing it around him, but again, he stopped me.
“The bike will fall over.” He lifted his mouth. “Stand up.”
I did as he asked. I quickly unbuttoned the top I had on and let it fall to the ground. My fingers went right for my jeans and undid them.
Rocco hadn’t moved. His eyes were hooded as he watched me strip. A half smile played over his lips before he licked them and let the smile widen.
“Come here.” He reached for me, and I closed the small distance between us. His arms went around my waist, and he unfastened my bra. He brought his hands up to push the straps down over my arms and away from my body.
His mouth clamped onto my right breast, and he used his teeth to scratch lightly at my nipple.
I let out a small cry and put my hands on his shoulders to hold steady myself.
He used his arms to keep me balanced as he moved between both breasts, giving them each the same attention.
If I thought I was ready for him before, I had been so wrong.
Right now, I was seconds from falling apart.
“Roc, hurry.” I pulled at the top of his shirt, trying to get it off. “I need you.”
He sat back just long enough for both of us to remove it, and then his mouth was back on my skin. He kissed down my body while his hands removed the last scrap of clothing I was wearing; my panties.
“Let me look at you.” He held me at arm’s length. His eyes were slowly taking in every inch of me. His tongue came out and licked over his lips again.
He finally got off the motorcycle and pulled me back so my back was against his chest. His leg pushed mine apart, and his right hand went right to my core. He opened me up, found my clit, and let his fingers rub against it.
“Rocco.” I spread my legs further. One of my hands grabbed his wrist while the other went around his neck.
“Damn Danni.” He worked his way to my entrance. “You’re drenched, baby.”
“I know.” I moved in time with his touch.
He pushed two fingers into me, and I called out his name again. My body was already on the verge of convulsing.
“Ride my hand, baby.” He pushed in and out of me.
“Yes.” I did as he asked. I’d do just about anything he asked me right now, as long as he didn’t stop. I was too close.
He slid his other hand up from my waist and grabbed at my tits before squeezing my nipples and pushing me right into an orgasm.
I held onto him as tightly as I could as I rode out the wave of pleasure coursing through me.
When I had started to come down, he spun me in his arms and kissed me so deeply I could swear he was already inside me. I reached for the front of his pants, and he held my hands.
“I didn’t bring a condom.”
“Don’t care.” We had done it without one a few times in the past. He knew I was on the pill and I trusted he wasn’t fucking around with half the town.
“You sure?”
I wiggled my hands free. “Yes.” He let me undo his pants and push them and his boxers down.
“Lean on the bike.” He turned us so we were facing the motorcycle.
I turned away from him and put my hands on the seat of the machine in front of me. I leaned forward so my boobs were hanging down and my ass was at the right angle for him to slide his cock right in.
Rocco held my waist and positioned himself at my entrance. I let out a breath as I felt him inside me with no barrier. Fuck, it was better than before. Better than it had ever been.
“Son of a bitch.” He let out a grunt. “Danni.” My name was part cry and part prayer.
His hands came up and took hold of my breast as he pulled out and then thrust back in. Both of us raised our voices to the trees at the sensation. We rocked back and forth, each move bringing us closer to ecstasy.
“So good.” He groaned. He was balls deep and taking me so hard. His movements picked up speed, and I knew he was about to come.
“Can’t let go. Can’t...let...” He didn’t finish his thought, but he didn’t have to. I wasn’t ready to let go either. He felt far too good inside me to come yet.
Not that it mattered. My body was a live wire, and it didn’t take much to push me over the edge. The second he removed one of his hands from my breast and swiped over my clit I fell apart. Another orgasm ripped through me and pulled at Rocco until he was shouting his own pleasure into the sky.
We held still. Both of us were trying to get our breathing and our bodies back under control. The soft wind in the air turned the small sheen of sweat on my skin cold. I shivered, and Rocco instantly pulled me closer. His arms wrapped around me from behind.
“I’m totally buying this bike.” His lips brushed my shoulder.
“Really?”
“Absolutely.” He chuckled. “This is a memory I definitely want to keep.”
“Me too.” My smile was bittersweet.
This was the perfect way to say goodbye.