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I’d been so horny waiting to be well enough for sex that it was a slip and slide down there. Kingpin was just as roused, his cock a pulsating, steel pole aching to be inside me.
His pierced cock felt all too good, gliding into me.
“Sky, love, it’s been too long,” he strained. “I’m warning you. It’ll be a quick minute.”
He spoke of getting off soon.
Though he had to be careful, I was able to touch him everywhere. But not wanting my arms to rub against him, I found myself feeling his head. I was still getting used to his hair being short, but his thick beard was all the same. It scrubbed my chin as our kiss intensified. Luckily, I didn’t hurt there. When he broke our kiss, I complained about his hair being gone. His dark locks had always draped our faces in shadows. It’d been something I loved.
“I have nothing to pull now.”
“Maybe that’s why I cut it.”
Then his hands went to wrap around my neck.
I gasped in a panic.
“Sorry,” he said, removing his hands. “Old habit.”
I knew Kingpin liked to inflict pain. It got him off like no one’s business. I worried if I could ever give him that experience again.
“If it makes it better, all you’d have to do is touch one of my cuts,” I joked.
Kingpin stopped moving and became serious. His dark eyes promised. “Sky, I don’t want to hurt you. Never again. I’ll be gentle.” He was being so sweet to me.
I said nothing.
“Do you believe me, yet?”
“I’m getting there.”
“I won’t give up,” he said.
I tried to believe that.
“But I still don’t believe you weren’t with anyone all this time.” It was a question.
“If I was, it was a mistake,” he answered, not admitting, and admitting all the same.
Those words about killed me.
But as he caressed me with the most cautious touch, and with our bodies barely touching at all, he made love to me like he hadn’t ever before. With every stroke, I could feel this biker’s love radiate through my body. Tenderly gentle with his blows, his passionate kisses made me feel like I was being pounded.
Every movement screamed he hadn’t touched a woman in months, and he was feasting on me, his Ol’ Lady. This big biker I married fucked my pussy like the rest of me was made of glass. I could only hope that going forward he’d be as prudent with my heart. It wasn’t something I might ever be sure of again. But I loved him enough to stick around and find out.
The End
