Page 60 of Tormented By Regret

“What was that?” He chuckled as his fingers shifted my panties aside, sliding along my wetness.

“No,” I breathed, and instead of spanking me, he bit my cheek as his finger circled my clit. The mixture of pleasure and pain made me writhe against the bike.

He spanked me lightly on the cheek he had bitten as his fingers slid out of me. “Let's see how you do on a man's tongue, Princess.”

I opened my mouth to tell him not to dare, but there was no way I was getting out of this tonight. He'd warned me that if I wore this damn skirt in this clubhouse, I'd have to pay a price. I had no fucking clue the price would be paid in such a dirty, explicit way. But as his tongue dragged up my juices, I was ready to give him every penny I owned to my name. I'd pay any price to have his hot tongue roam my pussy lips like the hungry carnivore he was. He spread my cheeks and just dove in between my legs and the grunts he made as he ate me out were so fucking hot, I clung to the seat of Blue like a lifeline.

My thighs began to shake as his tongue curled around my clit. hIs thick black beard only enticed me to cum all over it. I was panting just as he bit down on the sensitive button, triggering me into a full-blown orgasm.

“Lee!”

I shook as his tongue dove into my pussy hole, sucking on me in such a fervor my thighs finally gave up on me. He growled and I felt him move behind me, pinning me against the bike, his cock sliding between my legs.

I gasped as he lifted me, tugging me against his chest as his cock was trapped between the thickness of my inner thighs.

My head fell back against his shoulder, his lips pressed against my ear as he spoke.

“I'm not going to slide my cock in, Princess. But I do need you to touch it for me.”

I moaned, reaching between my legs to stroke the slick head of his member. He was humping into my hand while he slid that steel rod between my swollen creamy center.

I whimpered as I pressed his cockhead to my clit, and he gave out a deep grunt as precum spilled onto my hand.

I couldn't help it; I was on my knees before he could say anything. He only had time to groan as I took him into my mouth. Licking and sucking off any drop of cream I could find. His cock twitched as I ran my tongue over his balls. Stroking him as I sucked them into my mouth. He shifted, falling back onto the seat of the bike.

His fingers dug into my hair, gripping it and pulling my mouth off him. He bent over me, his hot mouth hovering over mine.

“You're making it real hard not to want to fuck you.”

“Please,” I breathed against him, stroking his cock to entice him, but he wasn't giving in.

Instead, he pressed my head down, feeding me his thick long cock once again.

“It’s my turn tonight, Princess.”

He grunted as I slid him down my throat, gagging as my muscles worked around his thickness.

“Fuck, you’re good at that.”

One last long suck and the man lifted me up and propped me over Blue once again. I moaned as his cock slid into me, thick and engorged. He fucked me fast and hard, each thrust hitting my g-spot and making me even more needy than I already was.

“Goddammit!” He growled, gripping me by the hips and sliding out of me.

“Lee,” I moaned, my head hanging over the seat as my body needed him.

“I’m sorry,” I looked over my shoulder at him.

He ran a hand down his face, his cock jutting out angrily as he tried to control his temper. “This is what you fucking do to me.”

I turned around, propping my ass onto the leather seat of his bike. I spread my legs, inviting him to join me.

His growl meant the world to me, and my raven loved it. She began to glow as he approached us. Reaching out, he played with a tendril of my hair, effervescent in the dim light.

“I still can’t get enough of seeing you like this.”

I was starting to learn the raven’s ways, allowing her to share in my emotions and read my thoughts. It had opened a completely new world for me. One where I could once again communicate with my mother, she wasn’t gone yet, and her raven was protecting her too. When she shifted, she healed, giving us all a little more time with her which meant my father was back, and my brother didn’t run away anymore.

I also learned that the raven wasn’t trying to entrap me. Seeing Madame Laveaux had opened up my spirit and I was more in tune with it than ever. I understood it now and realized it had always been trying to set me free.

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