I went back in and devoured his cock. Opening my throat as wide as I could, I took his big, beautiful length as far as I could handle without gagging. My hand went to the root, and I gently worked his balls while bobbingup and down his length and sucking him like a lollipop with my eyes still glued to his.
“Baby,” he rasped.
I moaned around his dick, and he hardened even more in my mouth.
“Sexy little bitch,” he muttered.
I moaned again, his words making my pussy flood with moisture.
Sucking Jacob was one of my most favorite things to do. He was large but not ridiculously so. His dick was velvety soft and smooth, with the hair around the base neatly trimmed and groomed. His cock was thick and straight, and I loved tracing the fine veins that ran the length of it with my tongue. He tasted of clean soap and Bleu De Chanel, and I fucking loved the traces of it that he left on my sheets, and even more amazingly, my skin.
I released him with a pop, and watched as his hard dick bounced against the abs on his stomach. My fingers wrapped around his length, and I slowly started jacking him, twisting my hand while also altering the tightness of my grip as I stroked him from balls to tip.
Jacob’s fingers wrapped around my nape, and he forced himself back inside my mouth. I hummed around his dick again and he threw his head back and moaned, “Fuck, baby.” Slowly, he pumped his hips back and forth, driving deeper down my throat but never uncomfortably so. “Take that cock.”
I hollowed my cheeks and sucked hard, and his nostrils flared.
Strong hands grabbed under my armpits and dragged me to my feet. Jake’s mouth smashed down on mine and our tongues tangled while his hands went to my hips and he lifted my ass onto his desk.
There was something so fucking hot about me being naked apart from my white sneakers and Jacob being fully clothed. My hands went to his cut, feelingthe smoothness of the leather under my fingertips, and my pussy clenched with need.
He pulled back. “Hot little bitch,” he rasped. “You and your sexy little games.”
My eyes went wide and innocent again. “What?”
“Don’t even go there with that innocent act.”
“I can’t help it if I love that big, hard cock of yours,” I told him breathily.
“You’re gonna know all about my big, hard cock in a minute,” he vowed, his molten eyes on fire. “Gonna use it to ruin your tight little pussy.”
“What you gonna do, you big, bad biker?” she whispered, her eyes rounding until they were huge and seductive. “You can’t fuck my pussy too hard. It’s too big to fit inside without hurting me, and I’ll have to miss college cheer tomorrow.”
He let out a long grunt, then spread my legs, folding my knees up until my heels rested on the edge of the desk and my pussy was completely exposed to him.
He ran his fingertips over the inside of my thighs. “You want me to make you come?”
“Yes please, Sir,” I said breathily “But please don’t fuck me. You’re too big. I just want you to make me come.”
His finger slipped inside, and he started to fuck me, his thumb dragging over my clit and circling it.
I gasped at the sensation, and my hips bucked.
“That’s it, you sexy little slut,” he muttered. “Clench those fingers with that tiny little pussy.”
I gave my walls a squeeze. “Can you feel how tight I am, you big, bad biker?” I murmured. “You’ll tear me up if you fuck me too hard. I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“Fuck,” he muttered, his fingers sliding in good and deep. “Baby.”
That was when I knew I had him. His eyes flared and he dragged his fingers from inside me and gripped the base of his cock. “You want this?” he demanded.
“No. It’ll hurt me,” I insisted. “I’m too tight to take it all.”
“Well, you’re getting it,” he growled, lost in the fantasy. “Gonna tear that pussy up with it.” I felt the tip nudge against my core, then I cried out as he guided himself inside me before thrusting deep.
My fingers linked around the back of his nape, and I circled my hips with him inside me and whispered, “Feel how wet my little pussy is for you, Mr. Big, Bad Biker?”
He groaned and proceeded to fuck me hard until I squealed.
