Page 28 of My Downfall

Oh. Shit.

I’ve read books, spicy books, and I’ve read enough scenes where the guy’s fucked his woman on his bike to know that I want that, too.

“You want that, too, don’t you, baby? I can tell. You’re practically vibrating at the thought. You going to be a good girl and let Daddy fuck you? Cover my seat in your cum?”

Fuck, yes I am.

I didn’t plan on fucking him when I got on his bike, I didn’t even really plan on talking to him, but there’s no way I’m saying no. Not to this.

He gestures down to his jeans. “Be a good girl and take me out.”

He must have been home since class this morning, he’s no longer wearing the sexy as hell suit he had on. But honestly, Hudson could wear anything and make it look like a Chanel advert.

I don’t hesitate as I reach for the snap of his jeans and pull his painfully hard cock out. I rub my thumb over the large mushroom head, gathering his pre-cum and bringing it to my lips. I moan as his flavor explodes on my tongue.

“Fuck, baby girl, as much as I love when you suck my cock, I really want inside here.” His finger runs along the seam of my sex through my shorts. “Lie back for me. Rest your back against the handlebars.”

I lean back on my elbows, my upper back and shoulders resting against the bars of the bike. It’s not particularly comfortable but I don’t care. He lifts my ass and rests my legs over his hips as he stands between them, his legs either side of the bike.

It’s ridiculous; it’s awkward as fuck; it’s going to be so messy.

I can’t wait.

Hudson pulls my shorts from my legs, drops them on the ground beside us, and lines himself up with my pussy. In one thrust, he shoves every inch of his insanely large, thick cock inside me.

I whimper as he stretches me like nobody has before. He barely fits.

We both groan as he begins to move between my thighs, each pound of his cock forcing my shoulders against the handlebars. I’m going to be bruised and sore tomorrow but having Hudson’s cock inside me is worth every moment of discomfort.

“Fuck, baby you’re going to make me come. I need you to come first for me.”

There’s no way my body can deny him, not when he fucks the way he does with every part of him. When he takes me in a parking lot that anyone could pull into at any moment. When he fucks me out in the open on his bike.

My orgasm barrels through me and I cry out to the sky above us.

“Fuuuck,” he groans as I feel his cock swell further inside me before it twitches and he comes deep within me.

Shit. He’s not wearing a condom.

Chapter Seventeen

Hudson

I can’t let her go. Not yet anyway, not until I’ve had my fill of her — something I fear will never come.

I reluctantly pull my cock out of her and freeze.

My cum slowly seeps out of her beautiful pink cunt. I don’t know whether to weep from fucking joy at the sight or freak out. Maybe a little of both.

My eyes shoot to hers. “Tell me you’re on birth control.”

Or don’t, either’s fine.

What the fuck am I thinking?

“I’m on birth control.” I’m not sure if I’m relieved or disappointed. “Tell me you’re clean.”

“I’m clean and I’ve never gone bare before.”