16. Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Sixteen
Mia
I was not expecting to see Hudson outside my mother’s house.
Did I see all the calls and messages from him? Of course. But I didn’t think he’d do anything about them, I thought he was just pissed that I’d walked out on him. I thought he’d get over it. Move on.
That thought hurt like a bitch.
We’ve been on the bike for about twenty minutes when he pulls into an empty parking lot along the coastal road. He kills the engine and reaches for me, pulling me around so I’m sitting on his lap.
He really is ridiculously strong.
Pulling my helmet off, he brushes my hair back from my face, and reaches for his own, placing them both behind him where I was just sitting.
His hands cup my jaw as he holds me in place and his lips lower to mine. I can’t help but groan as his tongue thrusts against my own. Everything this man does is intense.
The way he looks at me.
The way he kisses me.
The way he fucks me.
Everything.
“I want to fuck you on my bike.”
Oh. Shit.
I’ve read books, spicy books, and I’ve read enough scenes where the guy’s fucked his woman on his bike to know that I want that, too.
“You want that, too, don’t you, baby? I can tell. You’re practically vibrating at the thought. You going to be a good girl and let Daddy fuck you? Cover my seat in your cum?”
Fuck, yes I am.
I didn’t plan on fucking him when I got on his bike, I didn’t even really plan on talking to him, but there’s no way I’m saying no. Not to this.
He gestures down to his jeans. “Be a good girl and take me out.”
He must have been home since class this morning, he’s no longer wearing the sexy as hell suit he had on. But honestly, Hudson could wear anything and make it look like a Chanel advert.
I don’t hesitate as I reach for the snap of his jeans and pull his painfully hard cock out. I rub my thumb over the large mushroom head, gathering his pre-cum and bringing it to my lips. I moan as his flavor explodes on my tongue.
“Fuck, baby girl, as much as I love when you suck my cock, I really want inside here.” His finger runs along the seam of my sex through my shorts. “Lie back for me. Rest your back against the handlebars.”
I lean back on my elbows, my upper back and shoulders resting against the bars of the bike. It’s not particularly comfortable but I don’t care. He lifts my ass and rests my legs over his hips as he stands between them, his legs either side of the bike.
It’s ridiculous; it’s awkward as fuck; it’s going to be so messy.
I can’t wait.
Hudson pulls my shorts from my legs, drops them on the ground beside us, and lines himself up with my pussy. In one thrust, he shoves every inch of his insanely large, thick cock inside me.
I whimper as he stretches me like nobody has before. He barely fits.
We both groan as he begins to move between my thighs, each pound of his cock forcing my shoulders against the handlebars. I’m going to be bruised and sore tomorrow but having Hudson’s cock inside me is worth every moment of discomfort.
“Fuck, baby you’re going to make me come. I need you to come first for me.”
There’s no way my body can deny him, not when he fucks the way he does with every part of him. When he takes me in a parking lot that anyone could pull into at any moment. When he fucks me out in the open on his bike.
My orgasm barrels through me and I cry out to the sky above us.
“Fuuuck,” he groans as I feel his cock swell further inside me before it twitches and he comes deep within me.
Shit. He’s not wearing a condom.