Page 46 of Bullet

After the bar, Ford took me back to his place. I didn't remember much about it from the first time since I'd been pretty drunk. He had a glorified bachelor pad in a neighborhood on the Colorado River. “Nice view,” I commented as I gazed out his sliding glass back door at the water.

“Yeah, it's all right; quiet. You want a drink?”

“Sure.” I turned around and arched a brow. “You know what I like.”

He smirked as he started fixing us drinks. An amused smiled lifted my lips as I sat on the couch. He probably never had to make drinks since he was the president of one of the most notorious motorcycle clubs in Nevada. I’m sure he had booze handed to him on the regular.

Ford sat next to me and handed me a drink. “It's not Macallan, but it's a decent scotch.”

Taking the glass from him, I sipped the iced liquor. “Thank you.”

Nodding his head, he took a drink from his glass. He seemed tense. “I don't normally bring chicks back here.”

I looked around. There were empty beer bottles, pizza boxes, and dirty laundry scattered everywhere. “I can tell.” I laughed.

He chuckled. “Sorry about the mess.”

I took another drink and shrugged. “I grew up in a house full of male bikers. I live with three now. I'm used to it. It doesn't bother me.”

He looked at me long and hard for a few seconds, then took my glass and set it down on the coffee table with his before kissing me. Every time his lips touched mine, he set me on fire, and I wanted nothing more than to be consumed by the flames.

I climbed onto his lap, never taking my mouth from his. Grinding against him, I pressed my aching sex against his hardened erection. I'd wanted him since I'd gotten on the back of his bike when he'd pick me up, so I was on the brink of exploding with desire.

He slipped his cut off before ripping my shirt down the middle. Our movements were frantic as I pulled off his muscle shirt, tossing it while he gripped my ass and stood, carrying me to his bedroom.

My lips hurt from the rough nips and presses of Ford's mouth and teeth. He tossed me on the bed, then stood over me at the edge. “Lose the rest of the clothes. Now,” he gruffly demanded.

Ford unbuckled his jeans as I shimmied out of mine. His cock was at full attention as I crawled over to him. It'd been weeks since we'd hooked up last, and I couldn't wait to have him inside me again.

Looking up at him, I took as much of him in my mouth as I could, suppressing a gag. Ford's eyes rolled back, and he buried his fingers in the hair at the back of my head, urging me to go deeper.

“Fuck,” he growled as I increased my pace. I wanted to make him come as quick as possible so that we could move on to round two.

We moved in sync as I sucked Ford off. Only a few minutes passed before he groaned, filling my mouth with his cum.

I pulled back and swallowed, licking my lips. He was on me before I could blink, pushing me down on the bed and filling me with his cock. I gasped as he stretched me, seating himself fully inside me.

“Goddamn, Dixyn,” he hissed, his eyes fluttering closed. “Fuck, you fit so perfect around my cock.”

A moan escaped me. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed him until that moment. The sensation of his body atop mine, his cock inside me, the fire he lit in my veins. I was about to come undone right then and there.

He slowly pumped in and out of me, taking his time reacquainting our bodies. I wrapped my legs around him, forcing him deeper inside me. “God, I missed this pussy, kitten. I can't get enough of your sweet cunt.”

He pounded harder but kept his languid pace. Usually, our sex was rough and fast, but tonight, we weren't in a public place or in a sloppy, drunken rush.

Closing my eyes, I tipped my head back as Ford sucked and nipped at my neck. I raked my nails down his back, and he hissed in pain against my skin before biting my collarbone. I gasped from the painful sensation, my sex clenching even more from the pleasure.

“You gonna come for me, baby?” Ford murmured huskily as he pulled himself out and slammed back into me. “You gonna soak my cock with your sweetness?”

Ford captured my lips as I moaned my response. His dirty talk drove me crazy, and I loved every lust-filled word.

Thrust after blissful thrust, Ford steadily built up my climax until I thought I'd explode. I writhed beneath his beautiful, hardened body, about to burst from the immense pleasure.

“That's it, kitten. Come for me,” Ford growled against my lips as he increased his pace, slamming his cock faster and harder into my aching sex.

I dug my nails into his shoulders as he sent me spiraling into oblivion, stars shooting behind my lids as pleasure exploded throughout my limbs. “Oh, God, Ford, yes! Yes, yes, yes!”

A few seconds later, I felt the warmth of his cum streaming onto my stomach. In the heat of the moment, we'd forgotten to use a condom, and I was glad he thought to pull out because I hadn't been able to refill my birth control since leaving LA.

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