Chapter 10

Emilia

 

The feel of the motor under my ass vibrating sending tingles straight to my pussy had my muscles clenching in desperate need.

I wanted to beg him to find someplace and fuck me, show me what all the hype was about. I wanted what others in the world were getting a good fucking.

As crazy as it seems just weeks ago I wanted nothing to do with it. I had no need no desire to lay down and get dirty.

I mean really, that’s what it is right? You get sweaty and stinky mixing liquids from each other together seemed wrong.

Sure, in the books, it’s so romantic, so fulfilling. But real life just seemed not so much. That was until I collided with this beast of a man.

His gruff husky voice flowed over me like an aphrodisiac. The more I thought of it the more I needed him.

Slipping my fingers along the zipper of his jeans I play with the zipper pull. Just a little tug and it would slowly slide down.

I wonder what awaited behind the metal closing. Boxers? Briefs? Just his hard cock? I wonder how big it was…

A squeal I couldn’t hold back erupted from deep within me as he jerked the bike down a dirt road. The abrupt movement telling me this wasn’t where we were going.

As the bike slowed my nerves kicked into overdrive. 

“Get off baby.”

His voice was smooth as whiskey and I feared he was leaving me here that I did something wrong. I didn’t want to move I wanted to stay right here.

“Come on baby.”

He didn’t sound angry. Slipping off the back of his bike I warily look around if he left I don’t know what I would do.

“Close those eyes baby and turn around.”

Swallowing I do as I’m told I couldn’t help it my body needed to follow his every command. I didn’t hear him move, but I felt his hand press between my shoulder blades.

I was facing his bike and he was slowly bending me over it. His other hand caressed my ass slowly following the seam of my jeans directly to the place that screamed for his touch.

“You should have kept those pretty little moans to yourself darlin.”

A smile spreads over my face as his fingers dance along my jean clad pussy. I couldn’t keep them to myself any more than I could wish for him to be inside me now this very moment.

“Please.”

I would scream the word if that’s what he wanted. “I’m not going to fuck you like a whore on my bike.” I could hear the need to do just that in his voice.

“Whores get paid I don’t want your money Beau.”

“Fuck darlin, you deserve better for your first fucking time.”

His silence had a laugh, wanting to escape I was handing us both what we wanted what we needed. I wasn’t going to wait for him to get with it.

Quickly undoing my pants, I press them down my hips. The cold air caressed my skin, leaving goose bumps in its wake. Shivers danced along my body.

“Beau?”

For a terrifying moment there was nothing but the wilderness around us. Fear chocked me as words clogged my throat.

He wasn’t moving not saying a word, oh god I just basically begged him to fuck me, I gave him an easy in and he wasn’t taking it. 

I wanted to cry as humiliation consumed every living cell in my body. One moment I was alive and the next I was cold and dying.

“I’m sorry.”

It seemed like the right thing to say and I have no clue why. 

“Shit baby don’t fucking move.”

Fear took hold pushing everything to the back was a bear going to eat me? Looking back over the last few moments that may not be a bad thing.

Jumping as his fingers slipped over mu pussy lips I scream in both pleasure and pain as two fingers press deep into my pussy.

“Oh, fuck that’s a good tight pussy.”

Wetness dripped from my pussy at his words. Those seven words had my hips pushing into his hand.

It was like a signal my brain sent a signal to my pussy.

“Put both hands on the bike baby and don’t fucking let go.”

The firm tone of voice had my fingers gripping the leather seat my nails sinking deep into the soft buttery surface.

The sound of his pants hitting the ground had my hips pressing harder onto the hand still deep inside me. 

I waited for him to remove his fingers and finally give me what I needed it was almost necessary for survival at this point.

Pleasure filled screams ripped past my lips as his finger moved in and out of my pussy. Little squishy noises followed each pull back and push back in.

My tongue was pressed firmly between my teeth hard enough to numb it, but not hard enough to break the skin.

My body stiffened and tightened as pleasure induced sparks flashed behind my closed lids. Screams ripped from my throat as I orgasamed.

I’ve never orgasamed so hard before. My kung fought for air as the scream went silent. My mouth was open, and I was still creaming but the sound was gone.

My pussy clenched on empty air as his fingers swiftly left it, leaving me feeling bereft. Another silent scream this one full of pain and intense pleasure as Beaus cock ripped through my virginity and bottomed out against my cervix. 

I could feel him still pushing like he wasn’t all the way in. A tear slipped down my cheek as his cock throbbed in my now over stretched pussy. It burned.

“Fuck darlin.”

His voice was like a caress. Wetness coated his cock as it slipped down my pussy. I thought it was over. Was he ever going to move?

I wanted to scream at him to move to take me to the place I was just at. 

“Hold on baby.”

The very second baby left his mouth, he was moving. Not in the gentle in and out way I expected no he was pulling back and slamming into me hard. 

Planting my feet into the dirt I try to keep my balance. I could feel him in my tummy with each thrust it felt like he was getting bigger going in deeper.

His hands gripped my hips tightening with each thrust. I could feel his nails sinking into my flesh. Digging deep enough to leave little crescent bruises behind.

Pleasure sparked along my nerves my muscle tightened uncontrollably. The pain made way for the most beautiful pleasure.

Fireworks danced before my vision as his cock throbbed deep within me. The veins in his cock rubbed my sensitive flesh adding to the pleasure.

I could feel everything. The cool night air, his warm flesh as it rubbed against my naked skin, the stretching of my body to accommodate him everything only heightened what I already felt.

This was what the books talked about, but it was so much more. Sure, in the black and white print, it describes the pleasure and all the steps but this this was something else entirely.

The world around me shattered as all the pleasure exploded within me. The old me shattered with it and each thrust of his hard cock put the pieces together.

He was remaking me. Screams of pleasure erupted around us as he pounded into me over and over.

The orgasm kept going on and on with each new thrust giving it more power.

I thought I was dying that he was going to kill me with pleasure. 

“Fuck darlin.”

The moment those words passed his lips and reached my ears he swelled deep within me.

Stretching me further adding a hint of pain with the pleasure sending me into another mini orgasm.

Beau's body stiffened as he slammed into me again, this time he hit my cervix and stayed there. Warmth. It spread like wildfire in my pussy this heat as he jerked behind me.

Slumping forward I rest my face on the soft seat of his bike. I would have fallen forward in a puddle of nothingness if not for him holding me up.

“You okay baby?”

I could only grumble a yes or maybe or something like that. I’m not really sure what I said exhaustion stamped me like an over stamped package.

I just wanted to curl up in a ball and drift in the peace his magic cock just gave me. The hands on my hips tightened as my body became heavy.

I could fight off the sleep for my longer.

“Hold on darling, let’s get to my place.”

He wanted me to get back on his bike and hold on? Like stay awake?

“Yeah baby, I want you to do just that.”

If I wasn’t so tired, my cheeks would be red just as red as an Indian sunburn. But I was too tired to be embarrassed.

Beau pulled my pants up and even closed them for me before repeating the process for himself. As they glided up my legs, he would press little kisses behind my ear and on my neck.

He was such a sweet man. Blinking, I realized I was so lost in my cocoon I was already on his bike and at his place.

Blinking like the owl I was sure I resembled in this moment I try to register the large white building surrounded by a tall metal fence.

My legs wobbled as I tried to stand I was literally putty. 

“I got you darlin.”

Strong arms swept under my legs and the other behind my back, pulling me close to his chest. Securing me and offering me safety.

I fight the need to let it all go black as we walk into the building I wanted to see everything but judging by the moans and screams I may not really want to see anything.

Better yet closing my eyes seemed like a way better plan than witnessing a porn movie in the making.

“What are you doing building a porn industry?”

The grumbled words slipped out before I could stop them. The muscular chest I was resting my head on shock as Beau laughed.

So glad my pleasure drunk self could be of some amusement. His laughter was infectious and soon I was giggling as well.

His long stride ate up the space between where we were and where we were going. Sighing, I press my face into the warm hard wall Beau was and let the exhaustion weighing me down like a sinking ship take me.