She was warm where everything else was cold and miserable. And for a moment, we just sat like that, staring at each other, my cock buried in her core.
Abandoning her panties, I put my hands to her back and pulled her flush against my chest. She rocked, grinding over my lap. I guided her movement with my hands and rolled my hips in time with hers, thrusting up when she impaled herself on my cock.
“I want you naked,” I murmured into her neck. “I want your tits in my face when I finally get to come inside you.”
She moaned when I bit her neck, but she didn’t say no, so damned if I wasn’t going to take that as permission. There was no one around. Nobody would be out here at the bluffs in such shitty weather, but the idea that someone could be had me so excited I could barely hold my shit together.
Roughly, I found the zipper on the back of her dress and yanked it down, undoing her bra strap since I was there. The dress fell easily off her shoulder, pooling around her middle and between us, but she never stopped her rhythm.
I groaned at the sight of her full breasts, the rain hitting her skin and sliding down her tits like a fucking waterfall. If it was cold, neither of us paid any attention. The heat radiating between us was so great there should have been steam. I took her tits in my hands, squeezing her, loving how they bounced while she rode me, chasing down her pleasure. I buried my face between them, kissing and licking every inch until she writhed on top of me.
“I want you to come,” I groaned amongst sucks of her nipples. “Fuck, Bliss. I want you to come with me.”
“I’m close,” she said around sharp little “Ohs” that punctuated every drop of her hips down onto mine, her cunt taking everything I had to give like she was built for me. “Oh. Oh. Oh.”
I put a hand straight to her clit. The thing was swollen and soaking, and I pinched it between two fingers, eliciting a cry from her that had my balls drawing up.
Her inner walls clenched on my cock in response.
“I’m coming,” she screamed into the wind. She was wild, all inhibitions abandoned and lost to me inside her and the orgasm we’d created together. “War!”
Her pussy went so tight it was like being punched in the gut. And yet then there was the sweet release of unloading inside her and filling her with my cum.
I groaned, driving my fingers into her hair and pulling her head down to claim her lips, giving her everything I had. “Fuck, baby girl. I want you on my bike every night, taking my dick just like this.”
She shuddered, wrapping her arms around my neck as the orgasm slowly subsided.
I claimed her lips again because she was so fucking kissable. I’d never really cared much for kissing, but Bliss’s lips were addictive.
She kissed me back, our movements becoming slower and sloppy, out of rhythm now that we were both completely spent.
I held her for as long as she wanted, needing the contact more than she did.
It had been a lifetime since someone had hugged me.
“This isn’t what I came here for,” she whispered. “But I’m glad it happened.”
“Come back to the clubhouse with me. We’re having a big party, though it’s the last thing I want to do. I’d rather take you somewhere and do this all over again, but I have to make an appearance.”
She nodded. “Okay. Whatever you want. I’m yours for the rest of the day. I need to go have a shower first though.” Her cheeks went pink. “I’m kinda sticky.”
I shook my head, lifting her off my dying erection and putting her panties back in place. “No. No showers. I want to know my cum is inside you, coating your panties and your inner thighs. I want any asshole who tries to get you naked tonight to know that I was there first.”
Her breath hitched. “Nobody else is getting me naked but you.”
I gazed into her eyes. “What about Vincent? You’re fucking him, right?”
“What? No, we’re not…”
That surprised me after the way he’d acted at the club the other night. That had been the markings of a jealous boyfriend. “But you want to?”
Something hardened in her eyes. “You aren’t exactly offering me monogamy, War. This isn’t a relationship. You don’t even know my surname.”
My dick hardened instantly, because Bliss with a backbone was fucking hot.
I pulled her in and kissed the angry look off her face. “I don’t do relationships. But I do want to know your last name.”
She drew back. “Arthur.”
I nodded.