Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Serena

We finish our workday and go to his house for dinner and to change out of our work clothes. I don’t know what I’m expecting as I’ve never seen where he lives—but turns out it’s a mini mansion in a lovely neighborhood on the outskirts of Las Salinas. When we arrived, he gave me the grand tour and I was suitably impressed. Smoke is a modest man though, unlike my ex. Stan came from money and never let me forget it, I know Smoke’s family were well off, but he didn’t make a production of it, and he was humble. He’d worked for all this, rather than have it handed to him on a silver platter.

I’d brought a gym bag with a change of clothing to work today in preparation for tonight. When I step out of his house in a floral print sundress and heels, Smoke freezes in place. The dress clings in all the right places and the loose skirt stops a good few inches above my knees.

“Girl, what in the everlovin’ fuck are you wearing?”

I move my hips to make the full skirt swirl out around my body, though not swirling too high because I don’t want to spoil the surprise. I walk up to him and stand on my tiptoes to give him a kiss, even with heels he’s at least a head taller. His hand lands on the outside of my leg, I like how his hands are large and rough compared to mine, and a thrill goes through me at the warmth of his touch. While we kiss, his hand slides under my skirt and up to my hip. I can tell the moment he realizes that I’m not wearing panties because he curses under his breath and squeezes my ass.

When I step back, he states roughly, “Go change. You can’t ride on my bike like that.”

Instead of going inside, I throw one leg over his bike and tuck the back of my skirt down before sitting. “I’ve ridden with heels before, remember? I’ll be fine.”

“I’m not talking about what’s on your feet, darlin’. Knowing you’re behind me like that, is gonna make my mind wander,” he says with a grin.

Smoke is all eyes. I’m feeling flirty, pretty, and safe with him, so I lift the front of my skirt enough to show him the goods before carefully tucking it beneath my spread thighs.

Smoke stalks over to his bike and stares down at me, his expression inscrutable. “You know what your problem is, princess?” He says as he tugs my skirt loose in the front and lifts it to have another look. Bringing out two fingers to brush against my soft mound, his breath hitches. “You are way too used to getting your own way.”

I brazenly spread my legs wider so he can see everything I’m offering. “Get on your bike and take me to the lookout, Smoke. I’ve waited too long to have you inside me.”

He slides one finger through my slit and then sucks it dry. “You taste so fucking good. Too good to say no to.”

I bring my hands out and carefully tuck my skirt down again, so it doesn’t blow in the wind. I feel fearless tonight, maybe being back home after years away has emboldened me? Gone is the awkward shy teen who secretly wanted her brother’s friend, and instead she’s been replaced by a woman who knows what she wants. Within minutes we’re on the interstate, heading out of town to the lookout point.

***

When Smoke holds back the branches so I can pass, it feels different, like we’re being wild and impetuous together. I like the anticipation knowing we’re going to finally find pleasure with each other. There’s no one else around, it’s just us, the bench, and the view of the city below.

Being back in Smoke’s lap is amazing. This time, I’m taking full advantage of it. When the sexy kisses get me riled up, one of my hands drifts down to urge his hand up under my skirt. His hand cannot get there fast enough. I feel his thick fingers explore my body gently. He takes his time sliding his fingers through my folds. When he finally hits my clit, I throw my head back because I’m all ramped up and the pleasure is so intense.

“You are so fucking wet for me, princess. I love that.”

My hands come down to fumble with his zipper and it feels like his cock literally leaps out of his pants and into my hand. It has not escaped my notice that we are acting like a couple of horny teenagers at the town’s notorious make out point, but I don’t care. I’ve wanted this man for too long and this might be my only opportunity to ride his hand.

Smoke is twirling one finger around my wet clit. He whispers, “Tell me what you want, sweetness. Whatever it is, I’ll give it to you.”

His cock is what I came for. It’s the main event and I don’t want to miss out. “I want you inside me,” I say breathlessly.

“You deserve better than a quick fuck on a park bench. You should have a soft place to ride my thick cock.”

“I want that too, but this was my fantasy, remember. Right now, I need you. Don’t make me beg.”

“Oh fuck. Never. Let me take care of you and then you come home with me. I’ll treat you right. You deserve it all.”

I nod, hurting for him. Right now, I’m getting tearful with need. There has always been something irresistible about Smoke. I can’t quite place what it is, but it’s to do with the sound of his voice, the way he moves, and even how he smells.

I feel him placing the tip of his cock at my entrance and he slams me down onto his thick shaft. It’s less painful and more pleasurable than I thought such a quick move would be, I was already so wet for him. The minute he picks me up and repeats the move, I’m lost in the pleasure he gives. I put my knees on either side of his thighs and ride him, fast and furious.

Smoke curses under his breath. Something tells me it’s because he doesn’t think he’s going to last as long as he wants. The thing is, I don’t think I’m going to last either. When Smoke leans forward to run his mouth down the side of my neck, I clench his cock so hard he slams deep and begins jetting ropes of come inside me. We come together so hard I see stars. I’ve never been this excited to be with a man before. And this quickie doesn’t even come close to slaking my thirst for him.

Smoke’s lips are still on my neck, nipping, sucking, and licking at my skin. That’s my sweet spot and he’s driving me wild. “Wow, that was pretty amazing,” I murmur.

“I can do better. I promise I can make your homecoming extra special. Let me take you back to my place. You won’t regret it.”

I tip my head up and kiss him again, because this is apparently my magical first night of having everything I ever wanted from this handsome man. He stands with me in his arms. I slide down his body until my feet touch the ground and then I quickly pull my skirt down and make myself presentable.

Smoke rights himself as well. Watching him tucking away his thick, still hard cock made me sad. He steps closer and wraps his arms around me, as if he can’t bear to let me go. It makes me feel cherished and adored.

“That’s what I’ve been dreaming of for years,” I tell him. That was by far the best quickie of my life.

The expression on his face is a little awestruck. He looks like I feel, I decide. Smoke tilts my face up and cups it in his hands. “Thank you for that. Just so you know, I’ve always been fascinated with you as well.”

I don’t know if I quite believe that, but since we might only have one night, I’m not about to spend it arguing. Instead, I allow him to lead me back to his motorcycle and take me to his place. I feel warm, sexually sated, and relaxed as he snakes his motorcycle around an underminable number of curves along the way.

***

I do not know what’s going through this man’s head, but he decides to carry me over the threshold when we get to his house.

He doesn’t put me down when we get inside either. He carries me up the stairs, undresses me and lays me on his bed.

“You have a very pretty pussy,” he says.

“Thank you,” I respond, suddenly feeling shy. I don’t know why, considering what we just did at the park, but here, naked on his bed, I feel more exposed.

He slides his naked body down until he’s face-to-face with me and kisses me again. This time there is such sweetness and genuine caring that it makes me wish we could have more than one night.

He moves down my body, teasing me and learning all the things I like. I run my hands over his chest and arms. He feels good to touch and I can honestly say I’ve never seen a more attractive man, most especially when he’s naked. His huge swells of tattooed muscle are beautiful. I like his square jawline and the way his beard enhances it.

I squirm beneath him when he lavishes attention onto my breasts, his tongue swirls around my nipple and he pulls the hard bud into his mouth, I moan in response.

“Do you know how many nights I wondered how you’d taste?” Smoke says as he gazes down on me. In the moonlight coming through the bedroom window he looks like a sculpted Greek god, all masculine and hewn out of stone. But as my fingers run down his back and I feel the heat of his body, I know he’s flesh and blood, and tonight he’s all mine.

He moves lower and I feel his tongue dance over my abdomen then to my stomach, his lips brushing over my navel. I give an involuntary shiver, I’ve already felt what this man could do earlier in the park, and I’m wet with anticipation. He stops his tantalizing journey at the top of my slit and I feel his hot breath against my skin. Then he slowly runs his tongue through my wet folds, and I gasp as the roughness of his beard brushes against my clit. This man has a talented mouth. Nothing feels better than Smoke’s tongue and lips, except maybe his cock.

I wanted tonight to be perfect, to slowly take my time exploring his body, and to let him explore mine, if this was a one-time only deal then I wanted to remember every single second. But instead, we’re all over one another like we’re starving.

He pushes me into one hard orgasm after another with his mouth by licking and sucking on my clit while his fingers search out and tease my g-spot. I’m lying limp on the bed looking up at him silhouetted in the dim lighting. His cock, thick and hard.

“I want you in me,” I say, as I part my legs and arch my back.

“In time, princess,” he murmurs while slowly stroking his erection. I can see how turned on he is, “I’m just enjoying the view, seeing you open and ready for me, so wet and inviting I can’t wait to slide my cock into you.”

I’m almost on the verge of begging for him, the need is so great. My clit is swollen and throbbing, and my pussy flooded with my juices. Then he’s back over me and I feel the tip of his cock rubbing over my slit.

“Fuck, that feels good.” I moan.

“You like that?” he answers as he slides his cockhead back and forward.

“Need you,” I gasp out, “Need you inside me.”

Then I feel him notch against my entrance, I arch my back again, ready to take him deep as he enters me.

He lets out a hiss of pleasure, “So wet… so good.”

He slowly slides into me, and then there’s that delicious fullness. He takes his time, inching his way into me until he’s fully sheathed in my pussy, I can feel myself clenching around him involuntarily, and his cock jumps in response.

“Fuck,” he gasps.

Then he starts to move, slow languid strokes and then longer. Feeling his slick cock sliding deep in me, has me writhing underneath him. I never knew that sex could be like this, it’s like our bodies were made for one another. I’m moaning and breathing raggedly as he picks up speed. His thick cock thrusting and pounding me. It’s intense and wild and when he plows into me, and pumps hard and fast, he has me screaming his name as I come all over his stiff cock. A few more thrusts, and his cries join mine as he explodes inside me, his cock jerking as he comes.

Being in his bed makes me feel safe, loved, and respected. It’s honestly the best sex of my entire life. I fall asleep in his arms, well pleasured and extremely happy that I made this decision for myself.

***

The following morning Smoke starts us a nice warm shower. I love the way he lathers me up and washes my hair. I do the same for him, but I can hardly reach his hair in order to wash it.

As he carefully rinses me off, Smoke asks, “Are you hungry? I can make breakfast before you head out.” His expression is tight, and he glances away when he says the last part of the sentence.

“I’m hungry, but not for food,” I respond playfully.

He takes a step closer and hangs up the sprayer, I can feel his stiff cock against my ass and my nipples tighten in response. His breath is warm on my neck as he whispers huskily, “You know that today is Saturday, unless you have somewhere important to be, you could just decide to stay here with me.”

I reach out and stroke his cock. “If I stay here, however would we fill our day?”

Before I know what’s happening, he’s got me pinned against the shower wall. The tiles are cool against my back, my hands go around his neck and I wrap my legs around his hips feeling his hardness rubbing against my pussy. I pull him in for a kiss and as our tongues twine, I moan.

There’s a desperation in his kiss. Last night we explored one another’s bodies, but it was more frantic, whether it’s because we finally made our fantasies reality, or for some other reason, I don’t know, but this morning it feels different. Almost like he’s trying to memorize everything about me.

Our need for one another flares, and I realize that I’m grinding my pussy against his rock-hard cock. Rolling my hips, I feel his cockhead rub over my engorged clit.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he gasps.

In all my fantasies I’d had about Smoke over the years, the reality of being in his bed blew them all out the water. His body is like a work of art with sculpted abs and intricate tattoos. In his suit he looks like a regular lawyer, but what lies underneath? Dear God, I don’t think I can ever look at him again without drenching my panties, imagining his long, thick cock, with its blunt head, and the way it feels when he’s inside me, as if he touches every part of me, and then some.

His hands are cupping my ass, and I try to position myself so he’s at my entrance, he shifts his hips and I feel him slip inside.

“Fuck,” he moans, as my pussy clenches around his shaft.

Suddenly, I’m pushing myself down as my greedy pussy takes him deeper. The sensation is making me dizzy with pleasure.

Smoke’s teeth graze against my neck, making me shiverer with delight. Feeling him inside me is everything in this moment. I’m so wet his cock slips out, and I’m desperate for him to be back inside me. He grips my ass tighter and spears me on his shaft and thrusts deep. I gasp at the sensation of him stretching me, then he pulls his cock out again intentionally.

My clit is twitching and my pussy empty and desperate for him.

“You’re so fucking tight, I love the way you grip my cock.” he says as he thrusts again, he’s teasing me. Deep thrusts that take me to the edge, then almost as if he can sense I’m about to come, he pulls out again. It’s like the best kind of torture ever.

I never want it to end, I’m gasping and moaning with pleasure. Filled with his cock and then empty again. My clit is throbbing, and then I feel his mouth on my breasts, his lips sucking and pulling at my nipples. I want more of him, and find myself moaning, “More, more, more.”

And he’s giving me more of himself with each thrust. I can’t hold back any longer, and when my orgasm hits, I scream his name as my pussy squeezes his shaft, milking him.

That’s all it takes for Smoke to let out a roar. Feeling him spurting inside me as I clench around his cock is the most amazing pleasure I’ve ever known. Even though he comes, he keeps thrusting, and it feels like my orgasm is never going to end.

I’m shuddering and gasping, my legs still wrapped around his hips when I finally come back down to earth. I look up to see Smoke’s green eyes watching me, the expression on his face is reverential, and his lips quirk into a slow smile. “Still hungry, princess?”

I loosen my hold on him and stand myself up, my legs feel shaky, and I can barely get my balance.

I was about to answer, when he turns on the sprayer again and gets on his knees. Before I know what’s happening his tongue is pressed against my slit, as the warm water runs down my stomach. I’m leaning back with my eyes closed. Normally once I’ve come everything’s too sensitive, but feeling Smoke’s tongue swirling around my throbbing clit has me wanting more. I part my legs as I feel him explore me deeper. His tongue gently laps over the top of my clit then up and down my slit as his fingers part my lips. He stops every now and then to admire me and goes right back to it. My nipples are hard peaks and the noise of him eating my pussy has me on the edge. I try and fight my orgasm, even as he slides a finger inside me and taps my g-spot. It’s only when he sucks my clit at the same and his beard grazes my pussy, that I come screaming his name.

The water is warm, and Smoke starts soaping me up, I’m almost boneless after two orgasms and feel like I’m in a dreamworld as his big hands are over my breasts, stomach, and ass. Glancing down I see that his cock is hard again, my big biker is unstoppable.

“You need help with that?” I ask as my eyes drift down. His balls are tight, and the stream of water is running off his tight abs and hitting his shaft. I lick my lips, wondering what he tastes like, as I realize I haven’t sampled the goods. I make to kneel down, but my big, sexy biker spins me around, “I want to bury myself in your tight wet pussy again,” he murmurs.

His cock is rubbing against my ass, and I obediently bend over. I feel his big hands on my breasts as he gently pulls and squeezes my nipples. Then I feel his cockhead pressing against my pussy.

“Oh yeah, princess. You feel so fucking good, you’re so wet for me.”

I lean forward and put the palms of my hands against the shower wall as he starts to thrust. First a few shallow thrusts, then a deep one that has me gasping. Once he picks up speed, I brace myself, my pussy is soaked and full of his cock. My clit is swollen, and I realize I’m going to come again, it’s like I can’t get enough of this man.

Our bodies slam together and we’re both moaning, before I know what’s happening I’m coming and screaming his name. Almost like he was waiting for that, I feel his cock jump in me and then he’s coming too.

We finally make it out of the shower and I’m drying myself with a huge, fluffy, white towel. Smoke is wandering around his bedroom with a towel wrapped low around his hips, and even though I’ve had more orgasms in the last twelve hours than I’ve had in the last twelve months, I can’t help but lick my lips as I look at his perfect body, I think back to what he said earlier. “So, if I stay here, however would we fill our day?”

He grins. “Any way you want, princess. I could spend it giving you one orgasm after another until you can’t walk straight. We could go for another bike ride, or we could cuddle up and watch old horror movies. Whatever you want, I’m up for it.”

I jump onto my tiptoes and give him a quick kiss on the lips. “How about all that. Start with food, go for a bike ride, cuddle up with some movies, and then we can continue what we started this morning. Only this time I get to put my mouth on you.”

“I’m gonna say yes to all that,” he responds with a satisfied smile.

“You have to admit this was the best idea I’ve ever had.”

“Yes,” he says in such a deep, sexy voice that I have to glance over my shoulder to make sure it’s Smoke instead of some sex demon that took his place.