Page 69 of The Biker's Second Chance
"That's right. You see how much easier things can be if you let me do what I need. How I can take care of you. How I canbe the man you need." He drops his lips back down to mine but this time I don't bite. This time I moan and meet the swipe of his tongue with my own.
He squeezes my hair tight before yanking my head to the side causing me to yelp. He drops his head to my neck and sucks hard before he bites making me hiss out in both pain and pleasure.
My nerves are sizzling with pent up desire. When he runs his hand up my side cupping just against the side of my breast my back bows off the wall so I can get closer to him.
Instead of staying where he is, Spike backs up and I'm left whimpering reaching out for him. Just a moment ago, I wanted to do as much damage to him as I could but now all I want is for him to touch me again.
He doesn't let go of my hair though, instead he smirks at me before placing the other hand on my shoulder and nudges me down.
My legs give way and I fall to my knees in front of him. I look up at him with hooded eyes. I'm ready for whatever he wants to give me. I want it all. Right now.
"I fucking love to see you like this. On your knees for just me." He groans as he finally drops on of his hands to his pants. I quickly get to work on his zipper as he undoes the belt and button. Working together, we pull his pants and boxers down. His pretty cock bobs out in front of him and my mouth waters.
Using the hold he has on my hair, he pulls me forward as I open my mouth taking just the tip in.
"Be a good girl, Jayne. Be good for me." He growls.
My eyes roll back for a second as I let his words wash over me. I open my mouth as wide as I can get it without unhinging my jaw and slurp him down.
He groans deep and loud, as I take him further and further into my hot, wet mouth.
I suction my cheeks in hard and bob my head up and down his length fast. When the crown of his dick hits the back of my throat I gag violently but thankfully nothing but slick spit comes up.
"Fuck yes. Just like that Jaynie." He's losing himself and I love it.
I don't stop. Spit forces it's way out the side of my mouth and drips down my chin. My eyes water and my jaw starts to hurt as I continue. I don't stop.
"Oh fuck, shit." Spike pumps his hips toward my mouth, his breathing is ragged and I feel a slight tremble in his thighs.
This is a different kind of power than the one I came in here searching for but I'm basking in the way he's making me feel right now.
He fists his hand by his side and I know he's fighting with everything he's got to hold on, not to let this end too quickly. That only causes me to double my efforts. There is still a small amount of his shaft and the base of his cock on the outside of my mouth and I use my hand to wrap and pump that area along with my mouth.
"Oh my fucking god." Spike slams his fist against the wall above my head before he groans and let's his head fall back but only for a second. Too fast. In the next moment, he snatches his cock out of my mouth leaving a trail of spit from the tip to my lips.
I gasp in surprise as he bends down lifting me under my arms until I'm on my feet once again.
"Take this shit off. Now!" He grabs for my pants. I don't have to help him. In one quick motion he rips them. The button popping and flying into the corner, the zipper coming down on its own.
He shoves my pants down with such a force my shoes slide off with the fabric leaving me standing there in a puddle of denim.
The air in the room is thick and I can no longer hear anything going on outside, only the sounds of our frantic breathing and my heart pattering like a war drum in my ears.
I catch his gaze for a second. His pupils are blown out.
Quickly, he grabs me by the back of my neck and twirls me again so my front is facing the wall once more.
"Spread!" He orders as he kicks at the sides of my ankles pushing the top half of my body forward so my ass is sticking up in the air.
I do my best to move as fast as he does but I barely am able to brace myself against the wall when Spike slams into me.
"Oh fuck! Holy shit, Spike!" I wail as he fills my pussy so fast my mind can't process it.
His thickness stretches me open and my walls contract hard around his long shaft.
"What the hell are you doing to me, Jaynie. What the hell." He mutters more to himself than to me as he power drives into me. Every thrust tossing me forward until there is no hope of me holding my hands against the wall and soon the side of my face is pressed against the hard surface. I brace.
He tilts his hips so every time he pulls out of me he touches my g-spot nearly making me climb up the walls.
