Page 17 of Ripper's Property
“Glad you liked it, doll. You want more?”
I want more of what he gave me last night. More of his tongue. More of his lips. More of those sexy growls. His nostrils flare again, and it snaps me out of my thoughts. The guys are all watching me, and I still haven’t answered Rip’s question.
“No thanks. I’m good. Thank you for breakfast.”
I stand and take my plate to the sink, rolling up my sleeves to wash the dishes.
“God, I want to lick the syrup off your tongue.” His whisper hits my ear as his chest hits my back. “I’ll do the dishes, princess,” he says loud enough for the others to hear. “Why don’t you run along, and as soon as we’re done with church, I’ll come get you?” I nod, rinsing off my hands, and another whisper hits my ear. “You need to behave, little girl. You’re gonna get me in trouble with the men.”
I heed his warning and run along, needing to catch my breath. Forget about painting my nails. I’m going for a walk down to the lake.
“Thought I’d findyou out here.”
His deep voice has me glancing back over my shoulder. I guess church got out early today. It’s only been an hour.
“You guys got done fast.”
“I had more important things that needed my attention.” He smirks and my body is met with heat, like desire just came in on the breeze and warmed me over. “So, I’m all yours now, princess. What do you want to do with me?” So many things. All of them forbidden.
“All the things I want aren’t allowed.”
His grumble is just like a muffler: sexy and rough.
“Guys are watching me like a hawk after our little display this morning. Got a few warnings during church, so locking you in your room is out of the question. I shouldn’t even be down here alone with you or someone’s liable to tell your dad.”
The last thing I want is to get him into trouble.
“We can go back up, if you want. Hey! I have an idea. Will you teach me how to ride a motorcycle?”
His eyes narrow in like I’ve said something wrong.
“You’re going to be on the back of my bike, babe. That’s where my old lady belongs.”
“I still want to learn. There’s something thrilling about it, and I just want feel what it’s like.”
He lifts me off the ground, scooping me up into his arms. “It is thrilling. But not as thrilling as the feeling of you coming apart on my tongue. That was the most thrilling moment of my life.” And now my body is trembling. “Shit. Come on.” He places me back down and takes my hand. “I’m going to get myself intotrouble if we stay out here any longer. You’ve got that look in your eyes.”
I can’t exactly help it. He’s the one who started it.
“Okay.” He stops at his big silver chopper and climbs on. “Come and sit in front of me, and I’ll give you a lesson of where everything is.”
I struggle to get onto the huge hunk of metal, but he helps, putting me right up on his lap. He starts pointing out the clutch and brake, but all I can focus on is his huge clutch that’s between my legs. He’s long and hard, and bigger than I expected.
“Are you listening, babe?”
I snap out of my trance, shaking my head. “Sorry, I…um…” I was too distracted by his massive cock, and I missed everything he said. “Can you go over everything again?”
His mouth is at my ear and a shiver runs down my spine. “I can feel how soaked you are. Put your hands on the handlebars, babe.” I reach for the big chrome bars, and he starts the engine. The rumble rolls right through me. The vibration only making matters worse. He shifts beneath me, and I suddenly feel his hand between my legs. His fingers sliding under my bodysuit, teasing around my entrance. Making me desperate for more.
He presses in, two fingers pushing into my center, and I almost come.
“It’s time to go for a ride, princess.” He starts to pump into me, and I grip the bars tighter, leaning forward. My pelvis is pressed on the leather saddle and I can feel the vibrations against my clit while his fingers stay rooted inside my body. I begin to rock in the seat, his fingers sliding in and out with every thrust. My eyes dart around, but no one’s nearby. Thankfully.
“Pick up the speed, babe. You’re on an open highway. No one’s stopping you. The police aren’t around to arrest my ass, so go as fast as you want.”
I thrust faster. Grind down harder. Practically bouncing on the seat. And I feel it building. It’s like I’m going a hundred miles an hour up a mountain, winding up and up to the peak. Then I get to the top and the feeling is insane. An exhilarating intensity rushes through me, and I ride it out, biting back my scream as my entire body gets blasted with the heat. My pace starts to slow as I wind my way back down, coming back to base camp, feeling my pulse start to settle. The adrenaline start to calm.
I slump back against him and he slips out of me, sliding his fingers up to my clit and rubbing out all the little shocks.
