Page 75 of Love Me, I Dare You

Chancing a glance at him, I find dark blue eyes watching me with such admiration. I’m at risk of dangerously plummeting into their depths. My fingers tangle in his hair as I pull him closer, rubbing myself on his chin as my orgasms subsides.

Nash sucks in a breath. “Angel,” he whispers between my legs, his beard coated in my arousal. “Please tell me I can fuck you right here and now as you sit on the back of my bike?”

My body is still trembling from the force of my orgasm, yet I’m already at the precipice of another, from the mere sight of him between my legs. He’s flushed, sweat dripping from his forehead as he looks up at me with a desperate desire brewing in his eyes.

The bastard stands and unbuckles the button of his jeans, slipping them down his legs along with his boxers until they are bunched up around his ankles. His cock springs forward, and I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the size of him or seeing the tight veins wrapped around his swollen thickness.

I reach for it, wrapping my fingers around it and giving him a gentle squeeze. An anguished groan leaves his lips as he swells in my palm, the throbbing ache between my legs growing stronger. My eyes remain focused on the precum seeping out of the tip.

“I want you inside of me, Nash. Just like this, like it was last night with nothing in between us.” I don’t have to say it again. In a rush of movement, Nash is on me, reaching behind me to unclasp my bra as his lips descend on mine.

“You wore this on purpose, didn’t you, Angel? You knew it would drive me mad to see you in it. Because fuck, Bailey. The amount of times I’ve pictured you in it. The amount of times I fucked my hand with visions of you in my mind, your name falling off my lips as I shot my cum out into nothing pretending it was inside you, you’d never believe me.”

“No more pretending. I need you inside me. To give me all that you’ve promised. Every bit of it.”

My bra straps fall down my arms and he can’t help but stare in the same awe as I did. Nash takes both of my breasts in his palm and they fit perfectly, like they were made to be held by him. My pink nipples ache to be inside his mouth, though they don’t have to wait long.

Positioning himself between my legs, he drops his hands to my thighs, spreading them with his palms against my sensitive skin. He groans as he draws one into his mouth, sending shivers racing through my entire being.

Swirling his tongue around one pebbled peak, he flicks it before sucking it into his mouth. I let out a gasp as his fingers dig into my thighs, eliciting a shot of arousal between my legs thatmake me grind along the seat to try to gain any sort of friction. My wetness spreads along the leather and his eyes zero in on the glistening spot I’ve left behind.

“Fuck. I’m never going to ride this bike without picturing the sight of your slick sweetness on my seat.”

“Poor Daisy,” I mock, but he shakes his head.

“No, I ain’t naming her Daisy. In fact, I don’t think I’m naming it at all. I don’t want any other woman in my life, and I sure as fuck ain’t making it male since your cum is currently covering it.”

I let out a sharp laugh, amused by his sense of humor, though his expression isn’t playful in the slightest. Running his hands up my legs, he cups my ass and gives me a squeeze before sliding between my legs. Testing the amount of wetness buried between them, he smears my arousal back and forth along his cock, and I latch onto his shoulders to keep my balance as he teases my entrance.

I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him close, letting out a cry of pleasure as he slowly enters me. I’m dripping wet, my pussy easily sucking him in.

“Nash, baby, you feel so good. So big but, ahh. I need more. I need all of you inside me.”

My moans urge him to thrust in deeper, stretching me open and molding me to his size as he moves. He starts off slowly, doing deeper and deeper until he bottoms out and I’m completely full. It’s painful, but the pleasure I feel as he quickens his pace, trumps any pain I could feel.

“God, Angel. You feel so fucking good.”

“Nash, faster,” I moan, and he growls into my neck as his pants become more erratic. I rock my hips, encouraging him to move, urging him to go faster. Bracing myself on the body of the bike, Nash flips us so that my back is resting against the handlebars. His mouth and hands land on breasts, squeezing mynipples, sending streaks of fire through me. “I’m so close, baby. Fuck, I need to…”

My cries die on my lips as Nash pulls out, only to roughly thrust back inside me, stroking the tip of his cock against my g-spot. He pushes in so deep, I’m afraid we’re about to become welded together.

That’s all I need. The burning need building inside me, combined with the sensation from the rumbling bike, forces me over the edge. “Bailey, fuck. Can't hold it,” he grits out.

“Don’t Nash. I want it, all of you inside me. Give it to me, please. Come inside me.”

“Fuck,” he shouts out as I let out a loud cry and come. He’s right there with me. His cock spasms inside me, the sudden warmth of his hot cum filling me so perfectly. He reaches down to flick my swollen and aching clit, rubbing until I’m a complete mess of nerves firing off in all directions. My pussy tightening around him, clenching him deep inside me as I milk every drop of come from him.

“God, you’re so goddamn amazing, baby,” he moans, pushing against me until my spasms slow and my body relaxes.

After what feels like hours, Nash reaches behind me and turns off the engine, but doesn't make a move to pull out. Nothing else in the world matters as we sit together, our breathing harsh yet in sync, listening to our heartbeats slow and our bodies come down from the burning heat they were in.

We come down from our high, and Nash grits his teeth as he takes my face in his palm, giving me a tight squeeze. “You’re fucking perfect, Angel.”

After getting dressed—or as dressed as I can be in his t-shirt since mine is ruined—we wander hand in hand through the overgrown meadow, leading out toward a small lake hidden in the middle of the vast grassland.

Nash spins me to face him, staring at me as his face is illuminated by the bright sun gleaming in the sky. “I hope you know, there’s no way I’m letting you go.”

My heart fills with warmth as I take in everything he says. Nothing can be better than this moment right here. The two of us together, out here in the beautiful countryside.

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