Page 72 of The Jester and His Outlaw: Part 2

I hum against his chest. “You’re quite welcome.”

“I need to get another bike, don’t I?”

“Yeah, you really do. You’re not you without your bike.”

“Is that what it is? You want me because you think my bike is sexy?”

“That and your cock,” I whisper, the adrenaline crash veiling me like a fog. Riggs’ continued laughter rumbles in his chest as he tucks me in.

CHAPTER32

RIGGS

I wakeup with Charley wrapped around me and I’m so hard I can’t think about anything else other than burying myself in her.

“Do you intend to do something with that?” Charley whispers, reading my mind but catching me off guard because I have no intentions of taking advantage of her right now. I wouldn’t ever take advantage of her, but it seems wrong to be thinking about sex when her world imploded last night.

What I have taken advantage of was how fucking strong she has been through all this. Jonas’ attempts at getting to her, the attack, now her parents. I am very surprised I stayed even remotely calm last night when she started panicking.

God, it shredded me to see her like that.

I never want to see that again and I will do everything in my power to make sure she doesn’t have to suffer through that.

I’m so lost in my thoughts, my agony of witnessing last night, that I don’t notice she has moved until her hand grips my cock.

“Outlaw.” I gasp, running my fingers through her hair as my abs clench.

She takes my balls in her hand and gives them a gentle squeeze and licks her way up the underside of my cock. My entire body tenses as pleasure pulses through me. The grip I have on her tightens when she takes me in her mouth, all the way to the back of her throat. She swallows around me and I come undone, groaning wildly at the sensation. Her movements repeat until I’m twisting the sheets in my free hand and trying to climb my way up the bed to escape the overwhelming pleasure. My lungs heave in oxygen.

Charley giggles with my dick in her mouth and I can’t stop or warn her properly.

“Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh, fuck.” I pour my release into her mouth and she doesn’t stop moving, swallowing everything I’m giving her with a wicked glint in her eyes. “Jesus Christ, Outlaw. Please, please. I want to come again. It’s so good it hurts, but I don’t want you to stop either.”

“Do you want me to continue? Do you like being tortured a bit, Jester?” I nod, helpless to stop her and I sure as hell don’t want to. My balls tighten again already. She has one hand on my shaft, in sync with the movements of her mouth, the other cupping my balls and rubbing my taint. I can barely take the pleasure. A groan rumbles continuously in my chest, and I grit my teeth, locking up my muscles. My eyes shut as I lose myself in the sensations.

My legs are shaking, my stomach clenching, my toes fucking curling with this girl on my cock.

“Outlaw,” I warn, my second release rising slower than the first, but just as powerful. I tug her head back right as thick, hot cum spills from me, running down my cock to coat her hand. “Ohhhh fuuuccckkkk.” I breathe out as white-hot heat spreads through my limbs, carrying me to heights I’ve never been before. A high like I’ve never experienced drifts over me and I collapse into the mattress, fighting for breath.

When I open my eyes again, floating in a world of bliss from two incredibly overwhelming orgasms, Charley is wiping me down with a discarded t-shirt, the proud smile on her face positively beaming. Fuck with this girl. She’s so goddamn hot.

I scrub my hand down my face, trying like hell to bring energy back to my Jello-like muscles. There is a good chance it might not happen with the ecstasy my mind is reeling with. I’m not even sure how to move my legs anymore after that.

She runs her hand up my middle, smiling satisfactorily down at my spent dick. I grab her hand once she’s made it to my chest and bring her palm to my lips to kiss the center. “That was incredible, thank you. You didn’t have to do that,” I tell her.

“Thankyou,” she returns.

I screw my face up. “Why are you thanking me? I’m the one who got off.Twice.”

“Because that was hot.” She crawls down my body, kissing her way over my abs, then moves back up my chest and neck to claim my lips. I wind my hand around her neck, holding my girl close to me as I take complete control of the kiss, tasting myself on her.

“Well, okay. I’m happy to give you a sexy image.” I chuckle when we break apart and she drops to my side on the bed. “Anytime you want, I am more than happy to supply you with sexy images.”

“I appreciate that.” I wrap my arm around her, inhaling her subtle scent and the scent of sex in the air. The thought of how wet she might be after that makes me groan.

“Would you like me to make you come, Outlaw?” I ask, my lips nestled against her black hair, hoping she says yes. Making her scream my name is one of my favorite pastimes.

“Would it be weird if I said I did already from getting you off?” My eyes fall shut at the thought. She came just from sucking me off. I don’t think I can ever doubt her feelings for me ever again.

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