Page 64 of Biker's Tribute: Property of Bear

"I can't..." I whisper as she cups my face and kisses me in slow, soft pecks. "I can't resist you."

"Don't," she whispers.

"Fourteen days..." I emit hoarsely, trying to force some self-control into a man who has never truly practiced it.

Amanda sighs and sinks her weight onto my lap, only arousing me further. Every cell in my body blazes with desire for her. She doesn't protest my hands on her hips, so I slide my hands over her curves to cup the ass that drew my attention the first time I saw her.

I almost bust in my pants once my fingers sink into her fleshy ass cheeks. I can't believe God makes women with asses like this. My cock jerks powerfully against my pants, begging for escape.

Amanda keeps moving her hips and wobbling that big juicy butt all over me as she kisses me.

"No..." I grunt, trying to stop myself from an embarrassing spill in my pants.

"Freedom," she whispers, kissing my neck, making it clear that I'm not who she wants. She wants to see the sun, root for the Patriots. Run into Mallory. This isn't about me, but I care too much about Amanda to stop her from using my body.

"It's too soon."

She looks at me with pleading weakness in her eyes that I've never seen before.

"I want you," she says. Then she frowns at me. "Don't ask me to explain it, Ethan..."

Her hands drop to my crotch and she cups my dick through my pants.

"Is this a test?"

Her hand squeezes my dick and I struggle to breathe.

"No," she says. "If it is, I'm failing it. I just want..."

I stop her from finishing the sentence by kissing her more. The less we talk to each other now, the better this will go. I kiss her and let my fingers dive deep into her buttcheeks until I can't hold myself back... and I strip her shirt off.

Amanda's clothing seems to fall away on its own. A simple, cotton black bra barely contains her breasts. I'm torn between wanting to rip it off and wanting to watch those sexy tits bounce as she kisses me. I reach for them and palm the soft flesh until my hands eventually reach for the clasp and I free Amanda's tits.

I've seen them before, but never licked or sucked on them. She has nipples as dark and rich as cacao nibs with little bumps around the large nipples. I salivate automatically and bend my head forward to taste them before getting permission.

Her skin tastes slightly salty and then a little sweet and then I recognize the flavor of Amanda's flesh on such a deep level that my cock jerks again and pre-cum pools at the tip of my dick.

"I need you naked," I grunt before I grab one of her breasts and lick all over Amanda's nipples until she squirms powerlessly in my lap. With one hand on her ass and another on her breasts, I lick Amanda's nipples until I can tell she's close to a strange, deep orgasm.

When I suddenly pull my head away from her breasts, she gapes down at me, almost offended that I would stop. I run my thumb over her full lips, wishing I could get them around my cock but fully aware that I'm much too hard to risk entering her mouth.

"I need your cunt," I say to her, watching Amanda flinch with discomfort at my crude word before angling her hips up and sliding her underwear over her sizable ass. Before she can toss her underwear aside, I grab it from her and press it to my nose right in Amanda's face.

She grimaces.

"You're nasty."

"Only for you, doc."

"Don't remind me," she whispers, kissing my forehead and clutching my face.

"Of what?"

"That I have absolutely no ethics left," she says. "I'm just..."

"Horny?"

She stops me from more guessing with a kiss and then her hands wander to my belt. Yes. I edge my hips up to meet her grasp and Amanda works my belt open so she can get my dick out. I keep my hands on her ass so she doesn't change her mind…

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