I just clocked out of work for the day and saw that the grades were posted online. Now it’s time to share the good news with Reaper as soon as possible.
Since it’s the tail end of the day, we’re here alone again. I join Reaper in the garage bay, his eyes immediately finding mine when I step into the room.
“There you are,” he greets with a warm smile. I’ll never get tired of the way he looks at me. “Were the grades posted yet?”
I can’t hide the grin spreading across my face as I nod enthusiastically. “The professor gave me an A! She said my writing brought her to tears, and she’s looking forward to reading more of my work.”
“I’m so damn proud of you,” Reaper exclaims, dropping the wrench from his hand so he can wrap me up in a hug. “Oh, shit,I’m all greasy from work.” He tries stepping away from me, but I pull him in for a kiss.
“I don’t mind you getting me dirty,” I say, lifting my eyebrows in challenge. “I can dish it out, too, you know.”
Reaper groans and nudges my head up so he can devour me with his mouth. “I’m gonna fuck you right here, right now,” he threatens.
“Promise?” I ask between sloppy kisses and roaming hands.
Instead of answering, he slips his hands under my shirt and lifts it off my body. My bra follows shortly after.
“Goddamn. You’re perfect. So fucking beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
He licks and sucks my right nipple while his hand goes to my left breast, kneading and massaging my sensitive flesh. I arch my back, pressing my chest further into him, grasping his shoulders and grinding down into his hard cock.
“God, Reaper, yes…” I moan. Reaper looks up into my eyes, searching for something. He must find whatever it is, because he closes his eyes and breathes in deep. When he opens them again, all I see is lust.
“I need you naked. Right the fuck now,” he growls.
I stand up and work my jeans off, followed by my panties. Reaper sits on the couch in front of me, watching the show. He pulls me in between his legs and stares at my bare pussy, no doubt glistening wet with my need for him. Reaper slowly drags his eyes up my body, like he’s memorizing every curve.
“Stunning. You’re so gorgeous, Lynx.”
He pushes me back slightly so he can stand and take his clothes off. Soon, we're standing naked in front of each other. Reaper is a fucking god, his sculpted body swirling with tattoos, and his blue eyes hooded and darkened with desire.
I look down at his thick, angry cock. My pussy throbs and aches to be filled by him. I can feel my arousal dripping downmy thighs. Unable to wait any longer, I reach out and stroke him, rubbing precum up and down his shaft. Reaper hisses and grabs my hips, pulling me close so he can bite my neck before licking the pain away.
“I need you inside of me, Reaper. Please, I ache for you.”
“Fuck, Lynx. I need you too. And I know exactly how I want you.”
He walks us a few feet over to his bike, and I arch an eyebrow at him. Reaper smirks devilishly before turning me around and bending me over. My arms fly out to steady myself, my fingers curling into the leather seat of his motorcycle. Reaper smooths his hands over my round ass and moves his hands up my back, rubbing every inch of my skin he can find.
“You look so good bent over my bike. Shit, I’m going to picture this every time I go for a ride.”
His growled words vibrate through my body as he continues to kiss my back. His hands roam lower, lower, until I feel a finger slide through my soaking slit. Reaper rubs my clit and I jerk in his arms. I feel one finger dip into my entrance and then a second. He starts pumping in and out of me, curling his fingers to hit my sweet spot.
“Yes, fuck, Reaper…” I moan.
His hard cock rubs in between my ass cheeks, seeking some relief for his swollen shaft. The hand not currently fingerfucking me into oblivion slides up my waist to cup my breast. Reaper’s fingers move faster, his thumb circling my clit. My muscles tense, and I try to hang on, riding the edge of my pleasure for as long as possible.
Reaper pinches my clit and nipple while biting down on my shoulder, and I scream out my orgasm, my pussy pulsing with pleasure and gushing over his fingers. While I’m still riding out my high, Reaper slams his cock into me, hard and fast, and I cry out as another wave of pleasure overtakes my body.
”Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight like this.”
“So… good,” I choke out. “More. I need more.”
Reaper growls and grabs my hips, fucking me hard and fast. One hand lets go of my hip to smack me on the ass. I throw my head back and moan, the sting traveling straight to my clit and making me squeeze my pussy around his dick.
“That’s right, my little minx. You need me to remind you who you belong to, is that it?”
“Mmhm,” I squeak out as I gasp for air.
