“Really? Why?”
“I never wanted to share this with any woman. You’re also the first woman who’s been on the back of my bike, so you see what you’ve done to me?”
Cara didn’t know what to say. Hawk could have any woman he wanted, but he chose her to share his private world with. As her heart exploded, Cara pulled his head toward her, kissing him all over his face.
“You’re so beautiful, Cara,” he murmured.
Her insides flipped when he said her name.
“Do you want to change or something? You still have your jacket on,” he said.
“I would like to freshen up. Where can I put my stuff?”
“Follow me.”
She followed Hawk up the stairs to a huge master bedroom replete with fireplace, sitting area, and a large balcony. She walked out onto the balcony and marveled at the forest of Aspen trees and the gurgling creek running through Hawk’s backyard. A deer, drinking in the creek, looked up at her.
“It’s gorgeous out here. I could sit here for hours and watch the view. I can see why you love it.”
He stood behind her, rubbing her shoulders. “The view is what sold me.” He ran his hands down her back and hips, resting them on her ass. He cupped each cheek, breathing in her ear, “I’ve been missing your ass, babe.”
Leaning back into him, his hardness pushed against her as her pussy clenched. They stood there for a while, him massaging her ass cheeks, her pressing into him, each of them watching the beauty of the sun as it sunk behind the snow-capped mountain peaks.
“Brrr, it’s cold. Let’s go inside,” Cara said.
Hawk pulled her inside and showed her where she could hang her clothes. Then he emptied a dresser drawer for her to put her things in.
“I’ll let you get settled.” He kissed her. “Do you need anything?”
“Some towels. I’d like to take a warm shower.”
Hawk came back with a couple of plush bath towels. He kissed her again then left the room.
Cara went into the spacious bathroom, and her bare feet thanked Hawk for installing heated floors. The shower was enormous and had more knobs and buttons than the cockpit of a jet. She didn’t have a clue what to do. She also didn’t feel like reading a manual to figure out how to start the damn thing.
She stepped into the shower and turned the larger knob, and a stream of warm water cascaded over her. Messing with a few more, jet sprays embraced her body. One of the sprays hit her in just the right spot, and the pulsating stream vibrated against her already-aroused pussy. Shit, that feels good. Making a mental note to install similar heads for her shower at home, she let the warm water play with her pussy as she cupped her breasts and fondled her nipples.
Cara, busy stroking her mound, jumped when she heard Hawk’s hoarse voice. “Seeing you touch yourself is fuckin’ hot.” Kissing the back of her neck, he ran his hands down her body.
Cara spun around—she hadn’t heard Hawk enter the shower. He stood in front of her, a sculpture of male eroticism. His muscular legs, chiseled chest, broad shoulders, and rigid cock took her breath away. He should be bottled and sold as a female aphrodisiac. Looking at him standing there in all of his glory, with his long, black hair loose around his shoulders and water drops trickling down his body, made Cara’s pussy go crazy. She licked the water from his shoulders, biting him roughly then gently. Then she switched to his nipples and pulled his nipple ring roughly with her teeth while he moaned and shifted his weight. His cock grew larger, if that was possible.
Yearning for his cock in her mouth, Cara curled her fingers around his thick dick, pushing her hand up and down as she licked the smooth head. With a tightened grip, she ran her hand along his hard shaft as she looked up and saw Hawk’s head thrown back, his chest moving rapidly.
He tugged her to him, kissing her deep and hot as his tongue thrust in and out of her mouth with urgency. She yanked her mouth away then moved in and kissed him again. They repeated their battle, but when she tried to retreat again, he said, “Not this time, baby. You’re driving me fuckin’ crazy with your teasing.” Holding her face between his hands, his thumb stroking her bottom lip, he buried his tongue in her mouth, pushing it so deep Cara felt it tickle her throat.
When he let her breathe, she drew back and licked his lips then trailed her mouth to his earlobe, flicking his earrings with her tongue as he groaned. She said, “I want to suck you.”
He crushed her with his arm. “Babe, I want to fuck your sweet pussy with my cock.”
Lowering his lips to her nipples, he sucked loudly, and each time he pulled her hard nipples, she gasped as bolts of desire zigzagged through her body. Arching her back, she pushed her heated mound against Hawk’s cock. Kneading her tits, Hawk grazed his teeth over her nipples while his tongue teased the tips. Burning ache consumed her wetness, and seeking relief, she placed her fingers on her swollen pussy lips and rubbed them. Taking her hand away, Hawk said, “That’s all for me, baby.”
“Touch me down there.”
“Where?”
“Down there.”
“Tell me what you want, babe. Spell it out for me in my language.”
“Touch my pussy. It needs your touch. It needs release.”
“All in good time, babe.”
As he lavished kisses and bites on Cara’s red, hard nipples, spasms of ecstasy coursed through her body and centered on her tense, wet heat. She was ready to come, and his expert tongue on her tits almost brought her to orgasm. As her heart pounded an erratic rhythm, her sex was on fire. Placing her hands on top of Hawk’s head, she guided him downward as she held her breath in anticipation of his tongue on her clit.
He laughed. “Can’t wait anymore, baby? Okay then, let me lick your tasty pussy.”
Biting her lower lip, her body tensed as his dirty mouth’s promises turned her on. Fuck, he is so much man. As he played with her tits then moved his mouth downward on her flesh, Cara squirmed and writhed.
Hawk dropped to his knees. Cara looked down at his corded back and saw a large tattoo which resembled the Insurgents’ logo. As she scrutinized the tattoo, his mouth nearing her pussy distracted her. As she leaned against the tile wall, Hawk spread her legs and rubbed her swollen lips with his finger, causing Cara’s sex to clench. Rubbing his finger up and down the side of her mound, he grazed her hard nub with his thumb. As she bent over, he pushed her legs farther apart and placed one on the shower bench while he put his mouth on her sweetness. His firm tongue stroked her clit while he eased two fingers inside her tight pussy, pushing them high inside her. He crooked his fingers and slid them over a rough, ridged area deep in her. He touched it, arousing her G-spot with static strokes while his tongue laved her hardened clit.
Cara’s pussy felt different as slow waves of spasms began on the outside of it, but deep inside her, Hawk’s fingers were making her pussy feel engorged and tight. The core of pleasure inside her was deep and intense, and as the spasms from her clit peaked, sensations from Hawk’s fingers on her G-spot ignited an explosion like she had never experienced. She let out a blood-curdling yell. Her fingernails dug into Hawk’s back as she thrashed against the wall, her knees weakened, and she slipped down to the shower floor. Seeking his lips, she kissed him passionately as her body reeled from the intensity of her orgasm.
Watching Hawk, she panted. “That was mind-blowing. What the hell did you do?”
Smiling seductively, he held her against him. Pushing him back on his ass, she rubbed her body against his, and her tender mound felt his stiff cock.
He got up and sat on the shower bench. “Come over here,” he commanded.
Cara obliged, kneeling before him. She licked the head of his cock, tasting his briny pre-come, then she stroked his shaft as she licked her lips. Catching Hawk’s eye, she moved her hand up and down his cock, and while she slowly grazed her mouth against his dick, her eyes locked with his. Cara tightly gripped Hawk’s length at the base, and while she skimmed the tip of her tongue around the hard ridge under his head, Hawk closed his eyes and moaned.
Cara sucked the head while she licked his cock, like she was enjoying her favorite popsicle. Hawk’s thighs tightened as she steadily tasted his dick. Opening her mouth wider, she took in more of his cock until she had his full length between her lips, moving up and down gently at first then faster and harder. Like a vise, she clamped tighter around his shaft as her fingernails dug into his hips. She looked into his smoldering eyes and stopped to give him a devilish grin. He grabbed her hair, yanking it hard before he guided her mouth back to his rigid cock.
Cara sucked tightly on his dick, and Hawk’s groans of pleasure told her she was stroking all the right spots. Withdrawing his hardness from her mouth, she gently glided her teeth along his shaft, trailing it with her tongue. Lightly scratching his swollen balls with her nails, she delicately took one into her mouth, rolling it around and licking it with her tongue. Hawk moaned, shifted his position, and pulled her hair harder. As she lavished feathery kisses on his other ball, she moved her hand up and down his cock.
“Fuck, babe, you’re killing me. My cock feels good in your mouth, and what you’re doing to my balls… fuck, just fuck,” he rasped.