Page 45 of The Bikers Redemption

My heart fills with warmth, and once again, I run my fingers over the image and look up at him. “And what will you do now that the bird has flown away?”

“Let me show you exactly what I’ll do.”

He leans in and kisses me softly and gently, and I let him lead the kiss. It’s warm, and it’s as if time has stilled as we get lost in each other. He lifts me farther up his body, turns us toward the bed, gently placing me on my back, and stands. I raise myself on my forearms and watch him as he unbuttons his jeans followed by his zipper, all the while his eyes are on mine.

I suck my bottom lip into my mouth, anticipating when I will see him naked. It doesn’t take long because he removes his jeans and boxers in one swift movement and kicks them off. He stands there naked, and I take him in. This man is magnificent, standing there like a god with sun-kissed skin and muscles rippling. His cock is hard and hitting his navel, and I lick my lips, thinking how long it’s been since I’ve had him in my mouth. Without hesitation, I sit up and scurry to the end of the bed, and he smiles when he realizes my intention. My eyes lock on his, and I hold his cock in my hand, fisting it. His girth is thick, and my hand barely closes around it.

His eyes are intense. I look down at his swollen head and lick the tip like ice cream. His hands immediately run through my hair, and I take him into my mouth, allowing him to hit the back of my throat. He hisses through his teeth, and it only makes me want to please him more. I bob my head up and down and ensure I suck his head into my mouth each time I reach the top. My hand slides my saliva down and around his length, and then my mouth is around him again.

Gazing up at him. I notice he’s watching me intently, his mouth open as he enjoys the pleasure my mouth is bringing him. With my free hand, I cup his balls and continue to suck and lick.

His hand clutches my hair and holds it away from my face. “That’s it, baby, just like that,” I hear him say, which turns me on.

My panties feel damp, and my clit is throbbing just from giving him head.

Suddenly, he pulls back, and I release him with a pop.

Frustrated, I ask, “What’s wrong?”

He breathes heavily. “Nothing’s wrong. I’m close to coming, baby, and I don’t want to come in your mouth. I want to be inside you. Now take those fuckin’ clothes off and show me that perfect body of yours.

I smile and lift my T-shirt over my head, and lay it on the bed. I sit there in my black lacy bra, reach behind me to unclasp it, pull the straps down, and place it on the bed beside me. He inhales, and I stand slowly, undoing my shorts’ button, and then push the zipper down.

“Stop,” he demands. “I want to do it.”

“Okay,” I reply, watching him as he hooks his thumbs on my waistband and tugs my shorts down my legs, leaving me standing in my black thong. He kneels in front of me and lifts my legs one by one, removing my shorts and throwing them on the floor. Slowly, he kisses a path up my left leg, and once he reaches my thigh, he moves onto my other leg and does the same.

His mouth kisses my center through my underwear, and I gasp at the friction. His hand clasps the top of them, and he pulls up, causing them to slide through my folds. He pulls, knowing that the friction is turning me on. My head falls back when his tongue comes out, and he licks me, forcing his tongue underneath the front of my underwear.

“Harley, please,” I beg, knowing I need more.

He stands and lightly pushes me, so I fall back on the bed. Immediately, he removes my panties and brings them up to his face, inhaling my scent. “You smell good, Serena.”

Feeling my cheeks redden, I continue to watch his every move. He kneels on the floor, grabs my ankles, and pulls me toward him.

I feel the coldness on my bare skin and goose bumps erupt on my body.

His mouth covers my swollen bud, and he sucks it into his mouth. I fall back against the bed, unable to keep myself upright. It feels amazing. He nibbles and flicks his tongue under my clit, causing me to moan out loud.

His hand comes up to my mouth, and I suck his index and middle fingers, mimicking what I’d love to do with his cock.

“Fuck!” He grunts.

And I devour his fingers, licking them like popsicles.

His tongue slides through my folds, and then he inserts one finger, pumping slowly while his tongue rotates around my clit, as I squirm beneath him.

When he inserts a second finger, I nearly come out of my skin. He pumps in and out, his mouth not stopping with the pace.

I’m so close.

My hands thread through his hair, and I cry out, “Oh God, Harley, I’m going to come… I’m going to…” and then my orgasm hits me hard. I arch my back and scream out my release. My toes curl, and I shake with the intensity of my orgasm.

Harley kneels between my thighs and places the tip of his penis against my entrance, then slides it through my folds, and I shiver as he hits my bud, still sensitive from when I came.

“I need to take you, Serena. I’m so fuckin’ hard, I don’t think I’m going to last.”

My eyes latch on to his. “Then take me.”

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