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I was sure she remembered. Back then, I’d have her suck my finger, suck off all her juices, while I jerked off. I only used one finger back then since she was a virgin. And then other times, I’d force her to her knees and relieve myself between her teeth, down her delicate throat.
Star sucked my fingers dry as I reached down with my other hand and undid my belt. Unzipping, I pulled out my throbbing erection. Holding her shoulders, I forced her down just like old times. She sank to the ground, her knees hitting the floor. Batting her eyes, she was face to cock with me. I could feel her cool breath on the bead of moisture seeping out of the head of my dick.
Having nowhere to go, Star was trapped. At least that’s how we used to play it, although she always cooperated.
“Open wide,” I growled.
Just like so many times before, Star’s pretty lips parted. My forehead against the wall, I watched as I guided my big dick into her tiny gaping mouth. As I moved, fucking her face, like old times, Star surprised me, taking me into the suction of her mouth like a pro. What’s more was that her hands reached up and tore down my jeans. Her hands found my ass cheeks first, caressing like she was devouring me. Then she fondled my balls as she worked my shaft like her mouth was a stripper sliding on a pole.
“Damn, girl,” I said, trying not to come so soon. But it happened quicker than I expected.
Star was back on her feet, wiping the corners of her mouth, and I was weak in the knees. She started to button her pants.
“No,” I said, grabbing her hand. “Take them off.”
“Riptide, I don’t… I don’t know…” she started. “If we go any farther…”
“I’m not asking,” I growled, knowing she responded to my forceful nature. “Take them off so I can eat that pussy.”
As I watched as she wiggled out of the jeans, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was ready to go again. Star had refused to put another woman’s panties on, so she was bare underneath. I guided her hand and directed her towards the bed so she could lay down in front of me.
“Spread your legs,” I said, dipping down to taste her wet pussy. This was something I’d done before, too. About my favorite thing, so close to actually fucking her sweet twat.
“I remember wearing all those skirts just so you’d come find me and eat me,” she mused with a playful laugh.
I couldn’t respond. My mouth was full. Yeah, used to, I’d have her against the wall. I’d be down on my knees, one of her legs draped over my shoulder. I’d lift her skirt and move her panties and go to town on her hairy cunt. She’d come wiggling, whimpering and panting.
As for now, Star was laid before me on my bed like she’d been last night. Naked, her body was fucking incredible. Her curves were far sexier than her thin body before. Her cunt was waxed now, completely bald, and smooth against my tongue. Until I licked further and found her pierced, a curved barbell through the front of her vulva and emerging above her clit. Fucking fantastic. Biker Brat was a naughty girl.
My hands clutching her naked thighs as I licked her clit. I felt like I was returning home. Eating her pussy seemed so familiar, a taboo desire from before that was just as taboo now. Having a member of the Hell on Heelz MC, a female biker, from a gang I loathed, here in my bed, spread eagle, her pussy dripping wet for me. It was something I’d skin one of my men for. But at the moment, none of that mattered. I lapped up her juices anticipating what was next when I would finally claim her.
Claim her? I meant fuck her, although the sentiment was the same. Star had always belonged to me. Back when I couldn’t claim her as mine. My mind couldn’t wrap around all the problems my possession of this woman would create for me. It was solely focused on obtaining her. I reached my hand up to find her breast as I thrusted my tongue inside her pussy. Wiggling it, I found her asshole with my other hand. I twisted my pinkie around her anus as she was about to come undone.
“Fuck, Riptide, that’s something new,” she groaned as I speared her backside with my little finger. I pumped it as I sucked her clit, scraping it with my teeth. Her hands went into my hair, pulling as she came into my wide mouth.
“That’s not all that’s new,” I said, coming up her body. I planned to show her that the man I was could more than please her, much more than the boy had ever dreamed.
The day promised to unfold, with my club stirring to life beneath us. The consequences of our actions loomed large, a reminder that the flames we were playing with could very well consume us both, but I planned to have her once and for all.
Chapter 10
Brat
After the hospital confirmed I was more bruised than broken, the ride back to Riptide’s place was filled with a silence that spoke volumes. There I was, on the back of his Harley, clinging to a man who was supposed to be my adversary. Yet, the warmth of his body and the strength of his presence offered a comfort I hadn’t realized I was seeking.
Stepping back into his apartment felt like crossing into forbidden territory, a line I’d told myself I wouldn’t cross. Yet, here I was, drawn to the danger, to him, in a way that defied all logic.
“I shouldn’t be here,” I found myself whispering, standing awkwardly in the center of his room. I was fiddling with my hands as he threatened to turn me into the girl I once was.
“And yet, here you are,” Riptide responded, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate within me. Every nerve in my body was acutely aware of his proximity.
The truth of our situation, of the choices we were making, hit me all at once. The walls I’d built up, the rules I’d lived by. They all started to crumble as we stared at each other. The pull between us was undeniable, a force stronger than any sense of duty or allegiance to our clubs. It was about us, here, now, in this moment, that felt like it was suspended outside of time.
As we gave into that pull, as we crossed the line, we both knew we shouldn’t, the world outside faded away. It was just Riptide and me, exploring the connection that had simmered between us since we were kids. Shedding our clothes, we might as well have been shedding our identities, the ones the world forced on us. As bikers, we lived by certain codes, but here, in the silence of the early morning, we were just Star and Hudson, two souls intertwined.
His words were as forceful as ever as when he was my bully. His hands were gentle, yet commanding, a contrast to the rough exterior he presented to the world. Every touch, every kiss, felt like it was erasing the years of animosity, of misunderstandings, replacing them with something new, something raw and real.
After so many pleasures had left me breathless, there was more to be had. I laid on the bed under him after a glorious orgasm. His face glistened with my juices. It didn’t stop me from accepting his ravenous kisses. His were more heartfelt and passionate than any I had ever experienced. This morning was no exception. Something about his embrace just felt right.
