Page 30 of Taken By Her Two Savage Bikers
Chewing at my lower lip again, I nodded, my eyes unable to pull away from the thickness and length of his dick, which was pressing against my moist entrance.
“Say it.” Placing his hand over my mound, he slipped his thumb into me and then brought it to his mouth, licking off my juices. “Fucking tastes amazing, baby.”
My God, he was stunning, his body a work of art of finely defined muscle and tattoos. I could spend hours feasting my eyes on the beauty of his worn art. “I want you to fuck me Ash. Please!”
Grabbing my hips, he effortlessly pulled me down the hood of the car a couple of inches until my ass was dangling over the side of the hood. “Say it again.” The head of his dick pressed against me, not quite breaching my entrance.
My hands fisted as I bucked against him, attempting to spear myself with him. “Please, Ash, please.”
With one forceful thrust, he rammed his dick into me, filling me balls deep and making me cry out. He was so big that he filled me to capacity, the head of his dick pressing against my G-spot and making me shudder. I’d never felt anything like it in my life!
Ash began moving inside me, slowly at first – too slow – and my impatience got the better of me as I moved against him. “Ash please. I can’t take it.” My body was still vibrating from the first orgasm; his dick wasn’t allowing me to come down from that high.
He chuckled but did as told, beginning to move faster within me, slowly withdrawing and then slamming back into me. Each time he slammed into me, I felt a pleasure more intense than the last. In and out, in and out. I watched his dick as it appeared, slick with my juices, and then disappear back inside me.
Slipping my ankles over his shoulders, he began thrusting harder into me. Unable to control myself, I began to move with him, my body taking on a life of its own. Our bodies eventually found a rhythm, me rotating my hips and him thrusting into me while my breasts bounced. My second orgasm was coming on quicker than the first.
A groan caught my attention to my left, and looking over at Phoenix my breath caught in my throat. He was also now bare-chested, his dick in hand, stroking himself in time with Ash’s thrusts.
Holy fuck! I don’t think I’d ever experienced anything so hot in my life, one man fucking my brains out while the other watches and pleasures himself just at the side of us. This was all too much. How in the hell did I go from hating these men to having them take whatever they wanted from me?
“Fuck, your pussy feels incredible,” Ash grunted through clenched teeth as his thrusts became frantic. The head of his dick was hitting my G-spot with expert precision, making the pleasure relentless.
Crying out, I gripped the ridge of the hood under me, bucking up and meeting his dick. I was almost to the peak of the summit. So so so close. I couldn’t take any more. Tears filled my eyes as the knot in my stomach became so intense that if I didn’t come soon I would die – I was sure of it.
Looking back up at Ash, the look of intensity in his expression was more than I could handle. I bucked up, meeting Ash’s dick one final time, before screaming out as the dam burst and my juices flooded my core, surrounding his invading cock. Ash groaned, low and feral as he slammed into my pussy one last time. His dick throbbed inside of me as his fingers dug into my hips and he released, filling me so full that our combined juices seeped past his dick and began to run down my ass.
“Fuck,” Ash groaned, slowly pulling out of me and leaving me feeling empty as my pussy clenched, aching to have him still in me.
“Ash,” I sighed, reaching out to him as Phoenix stepped between my legs.
My gaze landed on Phoenix’s hand. It was loosely wrapped around his cock, which was nearly as large as Ash’s. The head was thick and angry looking, deep red in color. Slipping my hand between my legs, I worked my clit as my gaze locked with his. He was nearing the end; I could see it in the strain on his face.
“Come in me,” I gasped.
But I hadn’t spoken quickly enough. One final stroke and his cum came shooting out of the head like a bullet, coating my mound and lower stomach with his white, sticky offering. My fingers worked my core frantically and seconds later I came a third time, finally killing the sexual tension that had had my body in its grips for the past fifteen minutes.
Exhausted, I closed my eyes and slumped back against the hot metal hood of my Impala. The cool breeze teased my soaked pussy.
Oh God what did we do? I didn’t need to know the answer. I knew what we’d done: we’d just made things a lot more complicated.
