Page 12 of Taming the Bad Boy

“Take a breath,” I warn her, squeezing the sensual flesh of her ass. “This may hurt a little.”

Before she can react, I thrust deep and hard. She lets out a gasp and clutches me tighter as I spear through her hymen and stretch her little pussy around my cock.

Not a virgin anymore.

“You’re mine now,” I whisper in her ear as her body quivers. I look down at the sight of my cock buried inside her, stretching her gleaming pink lips around my shaft. The thick vein running down it is pulsing with my heartbeat, strong and steady. My balls are tight, filled with cum I can’t wait to shoot inside her. “Goddamn, you feel fucking amazing, baby.”

I tilt my hips back and begin thrusting in and out, trying to hold back and stop myself from fucking her like a wild dog. But it’s a futile attempt. The more she gasps, the faster I fuck. The more of her juices spill down my cock and drip from my balls, the more control I lose.

“You’re a dirty girl,” I growl, closing my lips around her earlobe. “Letting a biker guy like me take your v-card in a dirty place like this.”

I feel her lips twist into a smile against my cheek. “Yeah. And you love it.”

“Fuckin’ A,” I snarl, grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling hard. I’ve never felt this kind of fierce, raw lust before. And no woman has ever had this kind of hold on me, that’s for damn sure.

There’s just something about Ivy. Something I can’t explain that makes me want to risk everything for her. That makes me want to put my babies in her and steal her away from the world so she can be my wife.

I yank her shirt up, exposing her perky teenage tits. She sighs my name as I wrap my lips around her nipple. “Slate…”

Everything she does drives me crazier. Hornier. I’m already fighting not to blow my load. She feels like fucking heaven. It’s like her pussy was designed especially for me. And even if it wasn’t, I’m stretching her now to bemyperfect fit.

“Your dad would kill you if he knew you were out here,” I whisper. “Wouldn’t he?”

I hear it in the tone of her voice that she wants to laugh, but she can’t. Not while I’m pounding her like a jackhammer. “Y–yes…” She manages to stammer.

“You’re naughtier than you look, Ivy Calloway.”

I feel her pussy tightening. There’s an intake of breath with a slight tremor as she replies, “Just for you, Slate.”

“Christ, you’re perfect.” I shouldn’t be confessing my feelings so early, but I can’t help myself. I’m completely lost in her perfection. And as I rut deeper, burying my cock up to the hilt, I feel her pussy start to clamp down, signaling the arrival of her orgasm. “Gonna come for me, baby?”

She nods, hanging on to me for dear life. “I’m close.”

“I know. I can feel it.”

Her hips buck back against me. She’s grinding on my shaft so I hit just the right place inside her. It’s only her first time, and this girl isn’t afraid to show me what she wants. “I want you to come in me.”

Her words jolt me. I pull back and look into her eyes, which are blazing with adorable intensity.

“Are you on the pill?” I ask. Ivy shakes her head.

“Jesus…” I look away but only for a second. “You know what that means?”

She nods, not an ounce of doubt on her face. “I know.”

It’s a life-changing request and a decision that I should take time to process. But that’s impossible when I’m balls deep in the sweetest pussy there is.

What the hell is there to think about anyway?

Ivy is a goddess, and who wouldn’t want a goddess as their wife and mother of their children?

“Slate?” Her voice brings me back to reality. I look into her eyes, golden brown and filled with want. “Did you hear me?”

“I heard you, baby.” I nod. “And get ready. Because I’m gonna fill you up.”

I pump faster. Her pussy clenches tighter. And within seconds, it happens.

My jaw nearly unhinges as I bite down when my orgasm hits me. My hips thrust forward, and I snatch her by the ass with both hands and pull her down on me, burying every one of my inches in her soaked hole so only my balls hang out.

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