Page 21 of Riding with the Bad Boy
Rocco hadn’t moved. His eyes were hooded as he watched me strip. A half smile played over his lips before he licked them and let the smile widen.
“Come here.” He reached for me, and I closed the small distance between us. His arms went around my waist, and he unfastened my bra. He brought his hands up to push the straps down over my arms and away from my body.
His mouth clamped onto my right breast, and he used his teeth to scratch lightly at my nipple. I let out a small cry and put my hands on his shoulders to hold steady myself. He used his arms to keep me balanced as he moved between both breasts, giving them each the same attention. If I thought I was ready for him before, I had been so wrong. Right now, I was seconds from falling apart.
“Roc, hurry.” I pulled at the top of his shirt, trying to get it off. “I need you.”
He sat back just long enough for both of us to remove it, and then his mouth was back on my skin. He kissed down my body while his hands removed the last scrap of clothing I was wearing; my panties.
“Let me look at you.” He held me at arm’s length. His eyes were slowly taking in every inch of me. His tongue came out and licked over his lips again.
He finally got off the motorcycle and pulled me back so my back was against his chest. His leg pushed mine apart, and his right hand went right to my core. He opened me up, found my clit, and let his fingers rub against it.
“Rocco.” I spread my legs further. One of my hands grabbed his wrist while the other went around his neck.
“Damn Danni.” He worked his way to my entrance. “You’re drenched, baby.”
“I know.” I moved in time with his touch.
He pushed two fingers into me, and I called out his name again. My body was already on the verge of convulsing.
“Ride my hand, baby.” He pushed in and out of me.
“Yes.” I did as he asked. I’d do just about anything he asked me right now, as long as he didn’t stop. I was too close.
He slid his other hand up from my waist and grabbed at my tits before squeezing my nipples and pushing me right into an orgasm.
I held onto him as tightly as I could as I rode out the wave of pleasure coursing through me.
When I had started to come down, he spun me in his arms and kissed me so deeply I could swear he was already inside me. I reached for the front of his pants, and he held my hands.
“I didn’t bring a condom.”
“Don’t care.” We had done it without one a few times in the past. He knew I was on the pill and I trusted he wasn’t fucking around with half the town.
“You sure?”
I wiggled my hands free. “Yes.” He let me undo his pants and push them and his boxers down.
“Lean on the bike.” He turned us so we were facing the motorcycle.
I turned away from him and put my hands on the seat of the machine in front of me. I leaned forward so my boobs were hanging down and my ass was at the right angle for him to slide his cock right in.
Rocco held my waist and positioned himself at my entrance. I let out a breath as I felt him inside me with no barrier. Fuck, it was better than before. Better than it had ever been.
“Son of a bitch.” He let out a grunt. “Danni.” My name was part cry and part prayer.
His hands came up and took hold of my breast as he pulled out and then thrust back in. Both of us raised our voices to the trees at the sensation. We rocked back and forth, each move bringing us closer to ecstasy.
“So good.” He groaned. He was balls deep and taking me so hard. His movements picked up speed, and I knew he was about to come.
“Can’t let go. Can’t...let...” He didn’t finish his thought, but he didn’t have to. I wasn’t ready to let go either. He felt far too good inside me to come yet.
Not that it mattered. My body was a live wire, and it didn’t take much to push me over the edge. The second he removed one of his hands from my breast and swiped over my clit I fell apart. Another orgasm ripped through me and pulled at Rocco until he was shouting his own pleasure into the sky.
We held still. Both of us were trying to get our breathing and our bodies back under control. The soft wind in the air turned the small sheen of sweat on my skin cold. I shivered, and Rocco instantly pulled me closer. His arms wrapped around me from behind.
“I’m totally buying this bike.” His lips brushed my shoulder.
