Page 36 of Dark Tangled Truths
I smirk and lean down to kiss her.
“Kiss later.” Cam puts his hand on my shoulder. “We need to ride.”
I kiss Evan briefly before she slips away, and then we wait while she cleans up. Hawk grabs her stuff. We’ve been doing this for a while now. It goes smoothly. Keira and Mia help lock up and walk out with us. Cam walks them over to their cars while we get ready to ride.
Evan climbs on the back of my bike, still dressed for school in one of her new skirts and an old shirt. Besides the panties and bras I’ve given her, she still prefers her old clothes or my clothes to the ones her mother bought her. She’s not what I expected at the beginning of this year.
Most girls would have taken advantage of the glow up, but not Evan. She’s more impressed by the paper flowers Cam makes her than the expensive clothes in her closet. As soon as Cam joins us, we take off.
“So where are we going?” Evan asks.
“Our spot,” I say.
“We have a spot?” She sounds surprised.
“The spot where we like to chase you,” Hawk adds.
Evan’s arms and knees tighten against me. Her voice is a little breathy and excited when she says, “Are you going to chase me tonight?”
I chuckle and speed up as we hit the edge of town and onto the highway. She clings to me, pressing every inch of herself against me. Watching Evan control her rehearsal makes me want to control her.
We’re going to have to talk about what we want. How we want to play. We’ve played it fairly straightforward before, but tonight I don’t want her to hold back.
Slowing down as we approach the wooded area, I turn in and park my bike. Evan slides off the back and removes her helmet. Before I can remove my helmet, she climbs on in front of me, straddling me.
Her hands reach between the two of us and grab my pants as I balance the bike.
“What are you doing, little devil?” I tilt my head with a cocky grin that she can’t see behind the helmet.
She bites her lip. “If we’re going to do this, I want you to make me wet.” Her eyes lift to where mine are covered by the shield. “And I want you to wear your helmets.”
“Like you aren’t already wet?”
She arches her eyebrow. “Make me wetter.”
“How do you propose I make you wetter?”
She takes out my hardened cock and strokes it. “Fuck me.”
I chuckle low and don’t take off my gloves. I press her back until she lies across my tank, dragging my hand down the center of her. She wraps her fingers around my handlebars. Her feet tuck around my hips as she arches up into my touch.
Pushing her skirt up, I look at her lacey panties, the ones I chose for her to wear today. Running my gloved finger along her groin, I tease the edge of her panties. She bites her lip as she watches me. The center of the fabric is visibly damp. Always so fucking wet for me.
“You going to miss me, little devil?” I stroke her pussy.
“Yes,” she whispers.
When I fist her panties and rip them from her, she gasps.
But I don’t stop there. I stand, straddling my bike, and thrust deep into her soaking cunt. I growl at the warm clutch of her around my cock.
“Harder,” she says loud enough that something small rustles in the woods as it runs off.
I thrust into her hard, grabbing the handlebar between her hands and fucking into her until the bike rocks with every push.
“Tell me what you want to do to me.” She opens her darkened eyes to search for mine. Her lips part and her tongue darts out to wet them.
“We’re going to hunt you and fuck you like the animal you are.” I strip off my glove and grab the lube from my pocket. “For when we fuck your ass.”
