17. Powertrain
The light was dim coming from the bathroom as I snuck into her room, making sure to lock the door behind me.
She lay peacefully asleep, clueless to anything going on around her, and it was better to keep it that way. She didn”t need to worry about my shit, nor did she need to know a sociopathic killer was threatening to kill her. I”m pretty sure she”d have my ass for getting her into this mess in the first place.
I slid myself into a chair in the corner, half hidden by the shadows in the room. For a few minutes, I watched that beautiful, serene face of hers, looking so peaceful as she slept. Her life completely turned upside down by a biker who had nothing to offer her but grief.
She whimpered in her sleep and flipped to her back, the sheet falling away to expose her body. The delicate mounds of her breasts, full and curvy, pressed against the white wife beater she”d probably borrowed from one of the drawers. She wore these tiny white panties with fucking kisses printed on them. The same type of kisses I wanted to leave on her.
I adjusted my cock, hard as steel, but confined in my pants. As I watched her, I remembered how her pretty mouth had slid around my dick a few nights before. She looked so perfect on her knees, those bright eyes staring at me innocently. Knowing full well what she was doing to me.
My hand continued to stroke my hardness, outlining it through my pants to get a better grip. She moved and my breath caught. The tank top shifted, revealing a perfect peak.
“Fuuuck,” I grunted, now sliding my hand down my pants to release myself.
I was a fucking perve, sitting here, in this innocent lunatic”s bedroom, stroking his cock while watching her. I grunted, and my hips lifted, bringing my dick into my rough hand. It wasn’t the same as having her soft hands wrapped around it. A drop of precum seeped out the head, and I used it as lube while imagining myself rubbing my dick on her pretty tits.
I wasn”t fully paying attention to her, so lost in my lustful perversions that I didn”t realize was watching me. When my eyes met hers, we both just froze. My hand stilled on my cock while she had one hand up on the pillow beside her head. She chose that moment to bite on her finger, so seductively, I wanted to take her right then and there.
“You finally came back,” she whispered to me softly.
“It’s not like you gave me a choice,” I grunted as I watched her tease me. Her other hand slid over her breast, her fingers capturing the tip of her nipple. She arched against the pillows and the grip on my cock tightened.
“I know your scent, Lee,” she moaned, rolling the tip until it was a hard peak. “I can feel your presence.”
I began to stroke myself harder as I watched my pretty little bird touch herself. She writhed in bed, sliding her hands down her torso as she parted her thighs. My cock jerked, getting a full view of her covered mound.
My eyes drifted over her body, pausing at her face to take in her soft features. She had a perfect lip bite, eyes closed, cheeks looking flushed in the dim light, and she moaned once again as she shifted the panties to the side, her finger sliding through her wetness.
She raised her legs up, perched on her heels as her thighs parted wider, her middle finger gently massaging her clit in soft circles, whimpering my name as she masturbated her sweet pussy for me.
“Dirty girl,” I growled as I stroked harder, my cock creaming down my hand from the sight of her.
“I’m so wet for you,” she whispered, arching back into the pillows.
“Such a dirty little whore for your man.”
“Oh my God, yes. Please, Lee. Please make me dirty.”
Her eyes drifted to it, licking her lips as her hips writhed from her touch. “Please put it inside me.”
“Ah hell, fuck!”
I practically leapt out of the chair, climbing onto the bed with her and sliding my head between her legs.
“Lee,” she sighed as I lapped at her core. My hunger resonating in the raw sounds of my grunts, her pussy was soaked, those wet erotic sounds of my sucking made me grow impossibly hard for her.
“Fuck, baby girl. You”re fucking killing me.” My mouth covered her core, my tongue fucking her clit in that incessantly torturous rhythm that was slowly driving her to the brink of madness.
I wanted to tease her, to torture her like she had just done to me.Slightly pulling away, I hooked my arm beneath her thigh and pulled her closer to me. I let my tongue take its fill of her juicy cunt before I brought the pad of my middle finger to her slick core, lightly teasing her clit.
I smirked as she whimpered, looking desperate and needy. “What would all my brothers think, seeing you like this? Legs spread out and eager for a Bastard’s cock?”
“They’d probably kill you,” she stated breathlessly.
I chuckled before shoving my head back down between her legs. She moaned so sweetly, and I hummed in satisfaction, knowing I was making her pussy pulse for me and loving how her thighs trembled.
“Not before I devour this pussy and make it mine.”
“Fuck!” She cried out as I bit down on her clit. Her toes curled and her hips lifted, inviting me to feast on her, and I did.
I didn”t stop until she was a quaking, quivering mess. The sheets ripped off the mattress as she pulled and yanked on them. I kept her legs perched up in the air as I slid up against her, kneeling on the mattress.
“There”s no escaping me now, my pretty little lunatic.” She watched me wide eyed as I stroked my cock over her wetness.
“Why is that?” She bit that lip of hers, making me growl with need.
“Because I”m claiming you, Whisper. By tomorrow morning everyone in this whole goddamn place will know you belong to Powertrain.”
She cried out as my girth slid inside of her. Her pussy pulsed and squeezed around it, causing me to spill cream inside of her. I was far from being done, though. I was only just beginning to satisfy our needs.
I fucked my cock into her in hard, powerful thrusts. Her tits shook as I drove myself inside her. I wasn”t sure if I was punishing her or trying to see how far I could myself inside her, but she seemed to realize my intentions because she spread her legs wide for me and began to beg.
She begged for something neither of us knew we wanted. She begged incoherently out of need. My cock slick with her juices, gripped by her pussy, was eager to use her as I slid myself in and out of her. I fell forward, wrapping her against me as our bodies writhed against one another.
It was better than before, hotter, more intense. Her hair began to glow, her body arched back as I covered it in hot kisses, squeezing her flesh in my hands, just painfully enough that she”d remember my touch for nights to come.
“Don”t let me go, Lee,” she cried out as I brought her into an earth-shattering climax, and I watched her cum on my cock.
Whimpering and whining, her pussy not knowing whether to push me out or grip me tighter. I flexed my jaw, fisting my hands as I pushed through. Fucking her in long, slow and steady strokes. I wanted to see that again and again.
I hissed as her nails dug into my back, and I gripped the headboard, impaling her even deeper. She screamed my name, and I knew then, anyone that was in our vicinity heard her.
In the deep recesses of my mind, I had the faint thought that I was going to die. Not in a bad way, but in a Macabre type of way. But then the cause of my death gripped my neck and pulled me down in a kiss so deep, I fucking forgot my name. We rolled over and I watched my pretty lunatic ride me.
She glowed at my touch, smiling down on me, and looking every bit as wild as I knew she could be. I”d brought it back…that glow. And I cradled her cheek, sliding my hands over her breasts as she worked herself on my cock. Her tits softly quivering as she came for me, this time the pulse of her pussy coaxed me to explode.
She collapsed over me, keeping me locked within her depths. “What did you do, Lee? What did you do?”
I lay there, staring at the ceiling, pretty sure by the time the sun rose, I was going to need to fight a battle that I may or may not win. But one thing was for certain, no one was tearing me away from Whisper.
No one.