Page 51 of Bedding the Biker Next Door

They reached a more secluded entrance to the beach and he parked the bike sideways, so they could stare out at the ocean and setting sun. When he turned the engine off, he unbuckled his helmet and said, “I love that feeling, like I’m one with the wind. It’s like anything and everything can happen, and everything’s all right.”

“I know what you mean. I felt like we were leaving life behind. It’s just us, the bike, and the rise and fall of the pavement.”

He turned to look at her, his mouth partly agape and his eyes wide open. More open than ever. She got it. She got him.

Cole was amazed to see red and orange rays reflecting in Jill’s green eyes as she gazed at him. The rest of her skin was washed in warm, yellow light, and she looked like an angel. His raven-haired angel. Everything in the atmosphere felt soft around them. Maybe it was the lighting, or his mood, or just that it was a perfect evening by a gentle ocean breeze tickling his skin. Life didn’t get any better than sharing it with Jill.

He reached out to run his hand down her hair, lifted in spots because of the helmet, and he loved feeling how silky soft it was. Even with how much he’d touched her already, it didn’t feel like nearly enough. He stared at her for way too long, but he couldn’t look away. She was absolutely perfect.

She searched his eyes for a few seconds, smiling, searching for words. When she did speak, it was just to whisper his name as she reached to touch his face. He lowered his head to kiss her. It was amazing—what had started as one, wild night of passion had turned into something else—something more.

What was it? Could he even describe it if he tried? Right now, Cole couldn’t think enough for that. His hands wanted to roam all over her body and show her a few more new things. The setting sun’s fiery glow lit them up so even when he closed his eyes, he saw the light all around them in an amber halo. He kissed her, feeling her hands sliding under his jacket to explore him.

Cole picked up Jill by the waist, swiveled her around, and placed her at the front of the bike facing him, just behind the handlebars. She grinned, liking the new position, and pulled him close to kiss him.

He’d never tried this before, but now that they were here, in this quiet part of the beach with night falling all around them, he thought it was perfect. He kissed her all down her neck, wrapping her legs around him. The sun slipped down past the ocean’s horizon, and the light began to fade. Her skin looked perfectly creamy in the twilight. He glanced around to ensure they were alone, no one walking on the beach, and then he undid her jeans.

Jill gasped, then giggled. “What are you doing?” She looked around too and realized what he’d been noticing all along. They were completely alone on a deserted beach, and it was closing in on full-on night. The sounds filled the night—waves caressing the sand, wind rustling through the grass and across the beach, and in the distance, Cole could hear the soft city noises.

He worked her jeans down and off her legs. Lifting her bottom, he ran his hands up the inside of her thighs and lightly touched her between her legs.

“You are so naughty, Cole!”

“Oh, I hate to surprise you with that,” he said, a smile in his voice. She yanked on his jacket, and he dropped it on the ground. She had his shirt off in no time.

“Your turn.” He pulled her shirt over her head, remembering to be careful. Her bruises were fading, but he would hate himself if he aggravated things before she was fully healed.

She reached behind her back to undo her bra, then discarded it on the sand below. One thing was certain, she didn’t act like she was hurting in any way. “Now you…”

After only a brief hesitation, he undid his jeans and pulled them down enough to make things work. Luckily, he had remembered to bring along a condom in his jacket pocket when he had this little idea. It took some maneuvering to lean over and retrieve it without tipping them and the bike over, but a minute later, he was ready to go. She was more than ready, gripping his back and pulling him close.

He slid into her in one long, slow motion, and she moaned, wrapping her legs around him, pulling him in for more. He just about exploded right then and there. He fought it, though his body was aching and on the edge. He wanted her to come first.

Jill leaned on the front of the bike while he held her, moving slow, his mouth kissing and gently biting her neck. She pushed up into, needing him deep inside of her. “Keep doing that, and I’m going to lose it,” he told her.

“So lose it,” she whispered, looking up at the sky. “The stars are coming out. This is so perfect.”

He didn’t need to see the stars. He needed to look at her, her body, her sweet pussy inviting him in further, faster…harder. She was so beautiful. He traced her face with his hands, kissing her forehead, cheeks, then mouth.

When he straightened, she said, “I had my first motorcycle ride on this bike…in two ways.”

“This is a first for me, too,” he revealed, happy that they got to share these firsts with each other.

“What about the beach?”

“You want to go on the sand?” he asked, not wanting to admit that he’d been on the beach with other women before.

“Would it work?”

“We made this work!” He pushed into her to prove his point. Then he wrapped his arms around her tighter and lifted her up so her clit could better push against him.

“Ohhh!” she moaned.

“Holy shit, that feels fucking awesome!” He’d planned to take her to the sand but stayed put, holding her body cradled to him. The angle and pressure sent him in deep, and he rocked against her, making them both moan. She panted, her hands gripping his neck, and her chest pushed against him. Suddenly her hands gripped him harder, and she cried out through her orgasm.

He took the opportunity to lift his leg and scoot back away from the bike while still holding her. All that time on the weights paid off now. He felt his muscles working, but it wasn’t too much—and the burn was worth it. Eventually though, he had to set her on her feet to shed his clothes and make a blanket on the sand behind the tall sea grass. Finally, he drew her against him again and they sank to their knees. She pulled him on top of her until he covered her, then she reached down to spread apart her lips for him, inviting him further into her body.

“Cole, yes!”

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