Chapter 8 #2
“I’ve never ridden on one before,” she said, and when I least expected it, she reached for my hand and stood up.
“You’re coming home with me tonight,” I told her as I gripped her hand and pulled her to myself. She landed on my chest with a thud, our faces just inches apart, and she had that same dazed expression on her face again.
“Will your son be okay?” I asked in a deep voice, my breath blowing her curls off her face as I spoke. Kylie nodded her head, staring into my eyes now. Then I led her out of the bar.
The night was cool and dark as I helped her up on my Harley. When I sat down in front of her, I made sure her arms were wound tightly around my waist. I gave my helmet to her to wear for the ride, and through it, I could see her smiling.
When we took off, she squealed joyously, and I didn’t have to turn to look at her to know that she was enjoying herself.
We were kissing before I had even opened the door.
I had Kylie pinned to the door of my apartment, her leg was folded up, and I was running my hand up and down the length of her thighs.
Her breasts were pressed up against my chest, and I could feel her breathing.
Her lips tasted as fruity as before, and I explored her mouth wildly with my tongue.
She had already started to unbuckle my belt as I reached for the key in my pockets. By the time I got the door open, we pushed ourselves in and fell down on the floor together. Kylie giggled as I banged the door shut with my feet.
My hands were all over her body, tugging at her dress, feeling her soft skin underneath. I was trailing a long wet line from her chin, down her neck, her cleavage and then, with my teeth, I tugged at the neck of her dress.
Kylie’s bra was black and silky tonight, and in the darkness of my apartment, I saw her milky pale breasts.
I looked down at her face, my body covering hers as I lay on top of her.
Her green eyes were sparkling in the moonlight that was streaming in through the windows.
Her nostrils were flared, and she was breathing hard.
“I want to see you naked,” she said, and there was a sudden brave look on her face.
I smiled and threw my jacket off. Then rolled up my T-shirt, and she reached for my abs instantly.
I could see her eyes widening as she ran her hands along the ridges, feeling the rough texture of my skin, weaving her fingers through the light golden hair between my chest.
I sat up as I started peeling my jeans off, and I could see her looking at my tattoos.
“Do they scare you?” I asked her in a quiet voice, and Kylie gulped then shook her head.
“I think they’re sexy,” she said and reached for the tattoo running from my shoulder down to my wrist. I felt her fingertips lightly graze the tattoo, and then she reached for my biceps, feeling my muscles moving under my flesh.
I started undressing her, pulling down her dress, down her torso, down her narrow waist and then off her knees and ankles.
She was lying there on the floor now, in nothing but her black silk underwear and matching bra.
I slipped the bra straps off her shoulders and slid them off her torso in a quick motion.
When I reached for her panties, Kylie sucked in her gut.
She was shy of allowing me to see her completely naked.
“You are beautiful, but I’ll stop if you want me to,” I said, tugging at the elastic of her panties. Kylie shook her head wildly.
“I don’t want you to stop. I want you to do whatever you want with me,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I arched my eyebrows, a grin forming on my face.
“Be careful what you wish for, princess,” I said in a low guttural growl, and she took in a sharp deep breath.
I slid her panties off and stood up. My jeans and boxers were still on me, so I quickly pulled them off to reveal my erect throbbing cock to her. Kylie gasped, and her eyes widened as she drank me in. She looked pleased with my size, but why wouldn’t she be?
“On your knees, Kylie. I want your mouth on my cock,” I said and stood with my legs spread apart. Seeing her naked like this had made me lose all self-control. She moved and sat up, bending herself on her knees in front of my cock.
She had her beautiful face turned up at me as I stared down at her, at the crown of blond ringlets around her face, at her delicate bow-shaped lips. Then she opened her mouth, and I clenched my jaw. My cock was calling out to her, throbbing wildly for her tongue.
She reached for it, encircling it with both her hands, and as her face got closer to my cock, I knew I’d be too big for her. I was afraid of hurting her now. Maybe I should have taken it slower, but I wanted her and couldn’t stop.
When her lips parted around my cock, I had to brace myself for what was about to come.
Her eyes narrowed as she leaned herself closer to me, and my cock slid into her mouth.
Her pink smudged lips fit tightly around me, and I felt her tongue gently graze the tip of my cock.
Her mouth had stretched wide open. I wasn’t imagining it.
I was too big. How was I ever going to fit inside her?
I groaned and threw my head back.
The chicks I usually fucked were experts at blowjobs.
They knew exactly what to do with cocks and how to accommodate my size in their mouths, their pussies…
but Kylie seemed like she was learning as she went along.
This wasn’t her first time, but this wasn’t her hundredth time, either.
And she was definitely inexperienced with my size.
She bobbed her head, trying to slide my cock deeper in her mouth, and I tried to control the temptation to just explode in her mouth already. Her shyness, her delicate ways, everything was adding to my lack of self-control.
She moved her tongue around the rim of my cock and nearly gagged then giggled and slid me deeper into her mouth. I couldn’t take it. I couldn’t go slow anymore.
In a sudden flight of lust, I reached for her face and grabbed the back of her head and pulled her towards me. She was forced to open wide, her throat stretched as I thrust my cock right into her mouth, and I groaned out loud.
Kylie was grabbing my thighs as she sucked, deeper and deeper now with the help of my hands on the back of her head.
I glared at her, my muscles shifting, my groans growing louder as I plowed into her.
I was concerned if she was enjoying herself; I wanted to stop and ask, but I couldn’t.
I wanted more and more; go deeper and deeper.
She was moaning, and I grunted with every thrust.
Watching her like that, kneeling on the floor, her mouth fitting tightly around my cock, I knew I was going to come soon.
There was no going back from this. She was getting better at it, angling her mouth in different ways to accommodate me.
Then I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her face away from my cock.
“Enough!” I growled, mad at myself that I had no self-control. With the other chicks, I could last a fifteen-minute blowjob without even coming close to coming. With Kylie, it had barely been three.
I whipped her around, and she nearly fell forward on the floor.
She was still on her knees, facing away from me and her shoulders heaved heavily with her rash breathing.
I wound my arms around her waist and lifted her torso up in position, as I bent down to my knees.
Now, her ass was faced up towards me. Her complete nakedness was gorgeous.
Her breasts swayed under her as I prepared myself for the fuck.
I felt like a wild animal suddenly let out of the cage.
“You sure you want it like this?” I growled as my hands fell with a slap down on her scrumptious ass. Kylie winced with pleasure, her body shuddered, and she nodded her head.
“I want it, Hunter. Please, just make me come,” she said with a breathy voice. I reached around her legs and felt for the wetness of her pussy. She wasn’t lying. She did want it. Her pussy was slippery wet, and it only made my cock throb harder.
I positioned myself behind her, and with my hands, I spread open her ass. I could see her pussy from where I was kneeling behind her. Her clit was swollen, just like my engorged cock, so I rubbed her folds to prepare her. Kylie moaned again when she felt my fingers.
“Hunter…please,” she begged me again, and I grinned.
I liked hearing her beg like this, and she had no idea what my cock inside her was going to do.
With one hand pressing down her back, I grabbed my cock and led it towards her pussy.
I rubbed it with one quick stroke on her slit before I thrust myself in.
Kylie’s body pummeled forward with the force, and she moaned aloud.
I had to clench my jaw, because I was ready to come again.
Her pussy was burning up, wet and sticky, and she was fitting tightly around me.
I wouldn’t have guessed that she had already given birth if she hadn’t told me.
Clearly no man had ever fucked her right.
I plunged into her again, and this time, she held her position.
She arched her back, pushing her ass closer to me as I started thrusting.
In and out of her, my cock slid and pushed till I knew that I was inside her completely.
My whole fucking length, and she was taking it like a champ.
In fact, she seemed to be enjoying it. Kylie threw her head from side to side as her body shook, and she moaned with pleasure as I fucked her.
Our groans mingled loudly as I plowed into her. I could feel the deepest depth of her, her muscles contracting and tightening around my cock, forcing it into giving up all shred of control. When I couldn’t hold back any longer, I gripped her waist tightly and charged into her with more force.
“Come for me, princess!” I growled, and she threw her head to the side to look at me as she came. Her mouth hung open, small cries escaped her lips and her body shook as I felt her juices seep out of her.
I exploded, too. Burying myself into her, I felt myself shoot straight in, pouring every last drop of me deep inside her.
Our breaths were ragged, and I grunted with every thrust as I came.
Kylie was coming, too, and I didn’t know if sex had ever felt this good.
Not even the first time, not even when I had never come inside a woman before.
There was something completely extraordinary about coming with Kylie Aston.
When I was done, I pulled out of her with a jerk and moved away from her.
She was still on her hands and knees, still shaking from the after-effects of her orgasm, and then she turned and sat down with her legs folded up.
Her knees were supporting her chin now, and she began to rock herself.
Our breaths were still harsh, and I sat with my back to the front door, my body covered in sweat, sweat dripping down the sides of my face.
I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her, how beautiful she looked, and I realized that I was in no hurry to go anywhere.
For the first time, a woman made me want to pull her into my arms after sex after it was all over. She was smiling, too, like she was thinking exactly what I was, but I couldn’t. I had never done it before and I didn’t know how to do it now.
As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t reach for her and have her rest her head on my chest.