Hawk’s Property(45)

As she slipped Hawk’s dick into her drenched pussy, she swayed back and forth. She lifted and teased him back into her a little bit at a time. Hawk’s shaft pushed in further as he craved the tightness.

While playing with her tits, Hawk circled her silky clit as Cara rode him hard, her ass slapping against his thighs. Whenever Hawk flicked his finger over her hardened bud, she contracted her pussy muscles over his pulsing cock, and he grunted as she encased it. Hawk’s short breaths and taut muscles told his release, like hers, was imminent. His finger tweaking her clit tipped her over the edge of ecstasy, and she screamed at the same time Hawk emitted a low, feral growl. Her pussy’s tremors practically sucked the seed out of his cock.

Cara, sweat pouring down her neck, lay spent on his chest with Hawk’s drained dick still inside her. While his breathing came back to normal, he stroked her hair. “Fuck, you’re more than hot tonight, babe.”

“You make me hot, each and every time,” she muttered into his chest.

“You liked being in charge, huh?” He laughed.

She buried her head in the crook of his arm and giggled.

“Now it’s my turn to be the one calling the shots,” he said huskily. He rolled her over on her back, kissed her lips, and sucked her bottom lip while he played with her tits. Squirming under his deft touch, Cara moaned into his mouth. Damn, he knows how to touch me to set me on fire.

Hawk lowered his mouth down the length of her body, taking special care to kiss, blow and nip her at the base of her throat, her tits, her sides, and her inner thighs. Brushing his mouth over her damp pussy, he made sure to take time to stroke her inner folds. His tongue found the spot that drove her wild and he placed his mouth on it, gently taking her sensitive bud between his lips. Cara thrashed and bucked as she climaxed again from his hot mouth and expert fingers.

As she peaked, he stuck his fingers inside her pussy, and when the spasms subsided, Hawk wiggled them. Then he flipped her over and placed her on her knees, where she spread her legs wide as her sex glistened.

“Fuck, your pussy is juicy. And your ass. Damn, I can’t get enough of your hot little ass,” Hawk rasped.

Cara wiggled her butt and he rubbed her ass cheeks then bent down to kiss them, her tattoo beckoning to his mouth. He kissed and sucked her cheeks while his fingers opened her lips, exposing her clit. She ground her butt into his mouth.

“Love this ass, babe.” Hawk smacked her cheeks hard and she yelped, not expecting it to sting so much. As he spanked her again, her ass jumped and Cara, locking eyes with him, watched as his semi-hard cock grew stiffer with each slap. Even though Cara winced at the stings, they titillated her, and his fingers went deeper into her pussy while his lips and tongue soothed the slight pain. More aroused than she had ever been in her life, the tremors built once again. As Hawk ran a finger over her ass crack, she shivered while her ass tightened in anticipation.

“I’m gonna put a finger up your ass, and then I want my cock in it. You comfortable with that, babe?” he asked huskily.

“Will it hurt?”

“I’ll go real slow. I’m not gonna hurt you, and you’re gonna love the feel of my cock in your ass.”

Cara’s stomach fluttered. Even though backdoor sex had always been a dark fantasy of hers, Hawk was the only man she’d let touch her there.

“You wanna try it, babe?” His lips against her ass tickled, making goosebumps pebble her skin.

When she nodded, Hawk took his finger, smeared her own juices as lubricant, and then slowly inserted his finger in her sweet, puckered entrance. “Relax, babe. You gotta relax. Just let your body act on its own.”

Cara let go as his finger pushed further down, noticing her ass felt full. As he wiggled his finger at her opening, jolts of ecstasy ripped through her pussy. Hawk reached over to the nightstand by the bed, opened a drawer, and took out a tube of lubricant. After he stroked the entry to her ass and his cock with it, he parted her ass cheeks and stroked her again.

“You have such a sweet pussy and a luscious ass that now, I’m not sure which one I want to fuck. So, babe, I’m going to fuck you in your ass and pussy at the same time. Is that what you want?” he pressed.

“Aren’t you too big? I’m afraid it’ll hurt,” she said.

“It’ll hurt at first because you got a virgin ass, but go with me. You want it?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Tell me what you want me to do,” he demanded.

“Make me feel good.”

He smacked her ass cheek. “Tell me you want me to fuck your pussy and your ass.”

“I want you to do that.”

He smacked her ass cheek again.

“Beg me. Tell me you want my cock in your ass and my fingers in your pussy,” he barked.

“I want you to fuck me in the ass and pussy. Right now, I want you to do it.”

“Good girl.”

Hawk put his knees between her legs and spread her wider, her pussy glossy from her juices. Placing his tongue on her clit, his warmth emitted quivers from her core, and he slurped her wetness and flicked her hard bud with the tip of his tongue. Moaning, she threw her head back while he reinserted his finger in her pussy and his thumb stroked her clit. As she nudged her mound down on his finger, she ground her ass against his cock.

“Can’t wait for my cock to be in your ass, can you?” Slowly, he put his dick’s head against her entrance. “Relax, babe. Breathe out and push down with your sweet ass,” he guided her.

She did as instructed, and her opening took in the tip of his cock. Then he held her ass cheeks open and gently slid his cock inside. At first, Cara bucked at the burning sensation as it seared through her bottom to the pit of her stomach. As she cried out, Hawk kissed her neck and upper back. “It’s okay, babe, just relax. You’re doing great.”

Hawk’s fingers continued to move in and out of her pussy while his cock was halfway in her butt. He bent over, grabbed a breast, and tugged at her nipples. Volts of intense pleasure coursed throughout her body, and Cara gasped at the intensity. As he played with her tits and fucked her pussy, Hawk pushed his length into her ass and rocked back and forth, slowly at first, then increasing his speed. Instinctively, she pushed back into his hardness and took his rod deeper into her.

“Fuck, my cock loves being in your tight ass,” he panted.

He moved in and out of her ass while her tits tingled and his fingers fucked her pussy. The building tension exploded into a series of frenzied spasms, which spread from her clit to her head, and from deep in her throat, she let out a primal scream.

Cara felt Hawk’s balls tighten against her ass cheeks, and when he pulled out, his hot seed spurted over her rounded globes. He panted and grunted as the last of his essence spilled out. Dropping to his side, he cradled Cara to him, and with her back against his chest, he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Fuck, babe, that was awesome,” he said, caressing her neck.

She bent her head back and sought his lips. As she placed her hands over his, he held her close and they drifted to sleep.

* * *

Three hours later, Hawk’s phone alarm pierced the quiet in the room, and he sighed as he turned it off before it woke Cara up. Not moving, the only sound in the room was Cara as she breathed through her nose. As he watched her shadowed form, he brushed his fingers over her cheek then tenderly kissed her left temple. Rolling out of bed, he shuffled to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

The hum of several motorcycle engines woke Cara up, and Hawk’s silhouette against the early morning darkness piqued her curiosity. Propping her head up on her elbow, she yawned. “What’re you doing?”

Striding over to the side of the bed, Hawk leaned over Cara, stroked the side of her face, and said, “Go back to bed, babe. I gotta go. Club business.”

Cara, wide awake after that, sat up in bed, switched on the small lamp, and held the sheet over her bare breasts. “At this hour? Where are you going?”

Hawk kissed her. “Club business,” he said against her lips.

“When will you be back?”

“Don’t know for sure.” Hawk tightened a bandana tied to a large padlock and placed it in his back pocket. The padlock was a weapon of choice for many of the Insurgents; it acted like a blackjack and could knock the hell out of anyone.

“Is everything okay? You’re not in danger, are you?” Her voice carried fear.

“Go back to sleep, baby. I’ll see you later.” When he hugged her close to him, her sheet fell down and her bare tits crushed against him, making his cock jerk. He kissed her then pulled away. On top of his desk, he picked up his kill-light—a large industrial flashlight, and one of his favorite weapons. All the brothers carried a kill-light since it was a legal weapon and the badges couldn’t do shit if they found it on them.

Hawk locked with Cara, and he noticed her bottom lip quiver. He had to get out of there, because if she cried, he’d never be able to leave her.

Going over to her again, he pulled the sheet and blanket around her as he brushed her lips, noticing her chattering teeth vibrated against his mouth. His heart lurched when Cara’s arms encircled his neck and tugged him closer to her. Prying her away, he whispered, “Gotta go, babe.” Opening the door, he said over his shoulder, “Don’t go anywhere. Stay at the clubhouse until I get back. No arguments. Got it?”