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Authors: Davida Lynn
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even without Thunder. With him, though, it was otherworldly.
As the water soaked into my hair, Thunder pressed me against his body. His cock throbbed between us, making me so aware of the burning desire between my legs. As we kissed, I stroked him, so eager for that thickness inside of me.
Thunder’s hands worked down to my ass, once again. He squeezed and massaged my cheeks as the beautifully hot water ran down our bodies. “You’re incredible, Patience.”
I smiled, “Don’t call me Patience.”
He squeezed my ass, “What should I call you, then?”
I laid my head against his chest and felt his heart pounding hard, “I don’t care. You can call me anything. Anything but that.”
Thunder spun me around, and I pushed my hands against the shower wall. He leaned in, his tongue dancing along my earlobe. “How about I call you my little fuck machine?”
I moaned. I’ve never experienced anything so powerful in my life. His words were heaven, but the feeling of his cock at my entrance was transcendent. He waited, probably just to torture me a little longer. Pushing back against the wall, I let him know exactly what I wanted. I wiggled my hips to tease him with my sweetness.
I knew Thunder could be patient, but the two of us were done with patience. He thrust forward, spreading and filling me like it was the very first time. I screamed, and it sounded so much louder echoing off the walls of the shower. Ecstasy washed over me like the warm water. One of his hands reached around and his middle finger found my clit. He used it to pull me backwards and pleasure me at the same time. The screams didn’t stop.
“Oh, yes! Give your little fuck machine that big hard cock.” Thunder had turned me into just that; a little fuck machine. I couldn’t get enough of him, and he was more than willing to deliver.
He thrust into me hard, water splashing in every direction. I held on for dear life as the big, hard biker rammed into me. Every time Thunder filled me, electricity shot through my body. I held on for dear life and cried out in pleasure.
I could feel an orgasm starting to build inside of me. It was coming fast and hard. Fast enough to surprise me. Thunder’s fingers at my clit only made things move quicker.
That pressure was growing inside me, so I felt such loss when Thunder slid his hardness from inside of me. I felt like whining like a little princess, but I didn’t get the chance.
He spun me around again, so I was facing him. Thunder lifted my leg and filled me, once again. I was about to let out another scream, but his mouth muffled any sounds. Our tongues battled as our hips met each other again and again. I could see his eyes straining. I could see that beautiful pain growing on his face. Thunder was getting closer. Seeing that look brought all that pressure and need right back to me. Our orgasms were growing together, ready to unleash upon each other.
I watched as Thunder’s mouth dropped open. I saw his muscles tense up, and it triggered me. The pressure released in one hard instant. As my knees went weak, I threw my arms around Thunder’s hard body. A primal scream escaped from inside of me as I held on for dear life.
His own growls of pleasure mingled with mine as the two of us came together in the shower. Thunder look so sexy and powerful as his body gave in to our most basic desires. I couldn’t get over how much of a man he really was. As my body shuddered, I held on to Thunder with all I had. I felt like I was disappear if I let go of him. He must have felt it, too, because his thick arms held me close.
“Jesus Christ, good job, baby.” His voice sounded low and gravelly, as if the orgasm truly took it out of him. I like thinking that beating up to attackers didn’t do it, but amazing sex with me was enough to wreck him.
After the two of us got done showering, Thunder did the best he could finding me new clothes. I ended up in a vintage Rolling Stones T-shirt and a pair
As the water soaked into my hair, Thunder pressed me against his body. His cock throbbed between us, making me so aware of the burning desire between my legs. As we kissed, I stroked him, so eager for that thickness inside of me.
Thunder’s hands worked down to my ass, once again. He squeezed and massaged my cheeks as the beautifully hot water ran down our bodies. “You’re incredible, Patience.”
I smiled, “Don’t call me Patience.”
He squeezed my ass, “What should I call you, then?”
I laid my head against his chest and felt his heart pounding hard, “I don’t care. You can call me anything. Anything but that.”
Thunder spun me around, and I pushed my hands against the shower wall. He leaned in, his tongue dancing along my earlobe. “How about I call you my little fuck machine?”
I moaned. I’ve never experienced anything so powerful in my life. His words were heaven, but the feeling of his cock at my entrance was transcendent. He waited, probably just to torture me a little longer. Pushing back against the wall, I let him know exactly what I wanted. I wiggled my hips to tease him with my sweetness.
I knew Thunder could be patient, but the two of us were done with patience. He thrust forward, spreading and filling me like it was the very first time. I screamed, and it sounded so much louder echoing off the walls of the shower. Ecstasy washed over me like the warm water. One of his hands reached around and his middle finger found my clit. He used it to pull me backwards and pleasure me at the same time. The screams didn’t stop.
“Oh, yes! Give your little fuck machine that big hard cock.” Thunder had turned me into just that; a little fuck machine. I couldn’t get enough of him, and he was more than willing to deliver.
He thrust into me hard, water splashing in every direction. I held on for dear life as the big, hard biker rammed into me. Every time Thunder filled me, electricity shot through my body. I held on for dear life and cried out in pleasure.
I could feel an orgasm starting to build inside of me. It was coming fast and hard. Fast enough to surprise me. Thunder’s fingers at my clit only made things move quicker.
That pressure was growing inside me, so I felt such loss when Thunder slid his hardness from inside of me. I felt like whining like a little princess, but I didn’t get the chance.
He spun me around again, so I was facing him. Thunder lifted my leg and filled me, once again. I was about to let out another scream, but his mouth muffled any sounds. Our tongues battled as our hips met each other again and again. I could see his eyes straining. I could see that beautiful pain growing on his face. Thunder was getting closer. Seeing that look brought all that pressure and need right back to me. Our orgasms were growing together, ready to unleash upon each other.
I watched as Thunder’s mouth dropped open. I saw his muscles tense up, and it triggered me. The pressure released in one hard instant. As my knees went weak, I threw my arms around Thunder’s hard body. A primal scream escaped from inside of me as I held on for dear life.
His own growls of pleasure mingled with mine as the two of us came together in the shower. Thunder look so sexy and powerful as his body gave in to our most basic desires. I couldn’t get over how much of a man he really was. As my body shuddered, I held on to Thunder with all I had. I felt like I was disappear if I let go of him. He must have felt it, too, because his thick arms held me close.
“Jesus Christ, good job, baby.” His voice sounded low and gravelly, as if the orgasm truly took it out of him. I like thinking that beating up to attackers didn’t do it, but amazing sex with me was enough to wreck him.
After the two of us got done showering, Thunder did the best he could finding me new clothes. I ended up in a vintage Rolling Stones T-shirt and a pair
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