Page 54 of The Biker's Forbidden Virgin

The pain of him stretching me to my limit is nothing compared to the completeness I feel with him buried deep inside of me.

Leo looks down at me, not moving, his eyes boring into mine searching for the acceptance I'd been trying to give him the moment I realized that he was all I wanted.

"Give me more, Leo." I whisper and stroke a hand down his back. I don't want him holding back because he thinks he's hurting me. I don't want him to hold back for anything.

"Nisa." He groans, his voice deep and shredded.

I gasp as he flexes his hips, pulling back and popping forward once.

Lights flash in front of my eyes as I grab hold of him and spread myself wider determined to take him as deep as he wants to go.

He presses one hand down on the bed by my side, lifting his weight from my body. His hips flex again and I moan deeply as his cock strokes me just right. I'd already come countless times but I can feel another deeper orgasm building inside of me.

My skin feels like it's on fire and with every thrust I burn hotter and hotter for him.

"I need to see, I need..." His words trail off and he leans up on his knees hooking my legs over his forearms spreading me wide as he plunges into me. His eyes go down to where we are connected and I watch the wonder overtake his features.

My gaze follows his as I lean up on my elbows.

His cock is coated in my cum and proof of my virginity. It paints a beautiful picture. One I'll never be able to forget as long as I live.

"Oh god." I moan and l let my head fall back as he continues to pump into me. His fingers squeeze into my thighs hard enough to leave bruises but I don't complain. I want him to mark me. If i could I'd get them tattooed on my skin so everyone would know that I was his.

"You're so damn tight." He growls as his pumps get faster and harder.

He's losing it, all the self control he's been holding onto gone now. I open my eyes again to stare up into his face and can't stop the smirk that pushes up my lips. I've done this to him.

Not a club whore or hangaround.

I'm the one who broke the infamous Leonidas.

My body quivers in an all-consuming pleasure. The sensation of Leo's girth stretching me to new limits is trivial compared to the intimacy and connection I feel with him as he fucks me so deep I can feel him against every one of my walls.

Still I can feel him holding back, even just a little.

"Give me more, Leo," I whisper, caressing his back with my hand, urging him not to hold back.

I want all of him, without reservation.

"Nisa," he groans, his voice low and ragged.

I gasp as his hips retreat slightly before thrusting forward with a jolt. My eyes are filled with brilliant flashes of light as Iclasp onto him and widen my legs further apart, determined to take him as deep as he wants to go.

I’ve already come several times but sure enough the pulsing pressure begins to build again deep in my core.

The electrifying sensation travels across my skin like wildfire, intensifying with each forceful thrust.

My breathing is ragged and heavy, my moans and gasps filling the room, echoing off the walls. My chest heaves up and down, my breasts rising and falling with each gasp as I buckle against him, my body clinging to his. He feels impossibly good inside of me; tight, hot, and full of life. The friction between our bodies sends sparks shooting up my spine, igniting every nerve ending as he pumps into me over and over again. I bite my lower lip, my fingers digging into the sheets beneath us as we ride out the intensity of our connection.

Leo growls, our hips meeting in a fierce dance that sends vibrations through the mattress beneath us.

His thrusts become harder, faster; he can't hold back anymore. My taste on his tongue is intoxicating - sweet like honeycomb drizzled with vanilla and strawberries, salty from my tears of pleasure mixed with his own release. The smell of our sweat mingles in the air, musky and heady with desire. Our skin slaps against each other in perfect rhythm as they move together in harmony.

Every time he pulls back to thrust deeper inside of me, I moan and beg for more. I’m soaked through with sweat now, my thighs slick against his chest as he takes me hard and fast - it's all I’ve ever wanted.

"Fuck," he grunts out between thrusts. "You feel so good...You're mine." His words are whispered against my neck before he captures it between his teeth and nipping gently.

I feel the bed beneath us creak and groan under our weight. His hips pound against mine, his muscled glutes flex as hepowers into me with every stroke, driving his cock deeper and deeper still. The head of his shaft brushes against my cervix every time he slams in, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. It's intense and exhilarating.

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