Beauty and the Biker(27)

I eat her orgasm, but as she comes down, my kisses go soft and sweet. Little tremors rock her body, but once they’re all over, I move back up and get in position.

“Fuck, Abe. That felt so good.”

“You’re still so tight, baby, so this may hurt a little. I’ve just got to get inside you before I die.”

At my words, I line us up and thrust inside her hard.

“Fuck!” I shout, holding myself inside her. I start cumming right away and just hold it in her, trying to catch my breath. “Oh God.” I choke out the words, my orgasm taking over, as I spill inside her. I didn’t mean to cum this fast, but she’s so tight and wet, I can’t control it. I just had an orgasm, and already I’m having another.

“Sorry,” I murmur as the last of my cum shoots inside her.

“Jesus, I forgot how big that fucking thing was.”

Our eyes meet, and she smiles at me. I can see she’s trying to hide the twinge of pain, so we both just stay connected and catch our breath. I brush my thumb across her cheek, looking at her and marveling at how perfect she is.

“We’ve got the rest of our lives, Julie. I don’t want to rush it.”

She nods at me, agreeing with my statement, wrapping her body around mine. I hold myself inside her, just savoring how good she feels, but after a few minutes she starts to move her hips. She’s ready for more, and I’m ready to give her whatever it is she wants.

I start thrusting slowly at first, and then build to long strokes, holding her hips so I can rub her clit as I move in and out. After just a few thrusts, she throws her head back and moans my name, becoming every inch the sexy vixen she once was with me. The Julie I knew took her pleasure from my body and demanded the orgasm I was going to give her. Seeing her like this again, feeling her under me, it’s like we never missed a day.

I try to go slow, but I can’t. It’s too much. Having her again, and knowing that she’s with me, I can’t stand it. I thrust hard a few more times, and when I know she’s on the edge, I send us both over. I push inside her, getting as far inside her pussy as I can, and I shout my release as she shouts hers. We cum together, and it’s a sweaty sexy mess. I’ve filled her so full of cum, it runs down between us, and it makes me smile.

As Julie catches her breath, I kiss her and turn us onto our sides so we can face one another but still be connected. I know this time it needs to be different, because we’re different. I want this to be for forever, so I’m going to do whatever it takes, starting with being honest.

“I’m scared I might have a nightmare again now that you’re here.”

“I’m scared you might too.”

She rubs the side of my scarred face. I don’t really pay them much attention anymore. For so long they were nothing but a reminder of everything I had lost, and I stopped looking at them. Now, as she touches my face, they are a reminder of what we’ve survived. Together.

“I haven’t had one in years, but I keep going to therapy. My doctor tells me I’ll have setbacks, but it should get better as time goes on.”

“I’m worried that the second you do, you’ll be out the door.”

Her confession hits me in my heart, because I know I gave her that fear.

“Look at me, shortcake.” Our eyes lock, and I hold her chin, so she knows I mean what I say. “If it happens, I won’t leave you. If I get like that again, I’ll get help, and I may have Lucias come sleep on the couch to make sure everything is okay, but I swear, this time we’ll work through it together. I’m not a monster like I thought I was, and seeing you tonight showed me that. I made a choice to leave the way I did, and I chose not to handle my issues with my wife. I won’t ever make that choice again. You hear me?”

“I hear you, Abe.”

I roll us over so I’m on top of her again, and I thrust inside. “Now tell me you love me, and let’s seal the deal again.”

“You know I do,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck, giving me a cocky grin.

“How much?”

“More than bacon.”





Chapter Twenty-Two





JULIE





I try to jerk my hands from his but he won’t let go. He just locks his fingers tighter with mine.

“Abe, I can’t!” I beg him, but he only growls into my pussy. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve cum. I don’t know if he’s been at this for minutes, hours, or maybe even days. The pleasure has just blended together into one night of heaven.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” I chant, and I’m surprised I haven’t lost my voice. After I told him I couldn’t take another round of sex until my body had a little time to recover, he decided that gave him the all clear to just go after my clit.