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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

SAINT

S omething about being here in Jacob’s space and seeing his heart and soul pasted up on that board did funny things to me. My thighs shook, and heat built in my core.

I didn’t know if it was the booze, the environment, or just being around my hot biker guy, but suddenly, I wanted to play.

Slowly, I moved toward my man, my hands going to the hem of my tee, and I pulled it up and over my head, tossing it somewhere behind me.

Jacob’s grin lit up the room, and my nipples tingled, not just from the cool air in Jacob’s workspace, but also with the knowledge of what I was about to do to him.

“I wanna suck big, bad, biker cock,” I told him huskily, flicking the buttons of my jean shorts open and sliding them down my legs, making sure to take my panties with them before kicking them off. “You wanna give my face a good fucking, Mr. Biker?”

“Gonna fuck your face and then your tight cunt,” he vowed in a low raspy, sexy as all hell voice.

I widened my eyes innocently, my hands going behind my back to unclasp my bra. “Please be gentle with me,” I purred coquettishly, throwing my bra in the same direction as my top, leaving myself completely bare. “I’m so small down there, you’ll hurt me.”

“Hell no,” he muttered, his eyes roaming my naked body. “Gonna rough up that little pussy.”

“Oh no,” I whispered as I approached, falling to my knees in front of him.

My eyes lifted to meet his as he loomed above me, his hands going straight to his belt buckle and undoing it.

Then, he unbuttoned his jeans, shoving them down his thighs and took his hard cock in hand. “You want this?” he rasped.

I nodded, keeping my eyes wide and innocent as I stared up at my man. “If I suck your cock good and swallow your hot cum, will you hold off on fucking me? I’m so tight down there, I’m scared you’ll rip me apart.”

His cock swelled even bigger at my words. “Lick it,” he ordered.

I obeyed and stuck my tongue out, lapping him from root to tip, my eyes never leaving his.

He groaned, his stare hooked on my mouth and what I was doing to him. I kept going, lapping him gently as if he were my favorite flavor of ice cream.

A drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip and I moved my way up, taking the head in my mouth, and sucked hard.

He grunted.

I released him, pulling my mouth back slowly, and internally cheering when a tiny string of pre-cum, which was still connected, stretched before it fell down my chin.

“Fuck me, you’re hot,” he muttered, his eyes blazing.

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 bobbing up 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, feeling the 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.

He buried himself to the root until he bottomed out and groaned, “Baby.”

“You’re so big,” I said with a moan. “So fucking hard.”

Jacob’s eyes dropped and he watched himself fuck me. “Look how fucking hot we are.”

My gaze lowered and my walls clenched instinctively as I watched his glistening cock disappear inside me over and over again.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Jake chanted, his cock slamming into me. His fingers reached down, and he pressed on my clit, rubbing it hard as he pounded my cunt. His jaw clenched, and I saw a muscle tick in his cheek as he kept grinding into me. “You’re so fucking tight, baby.”

His fingers kept working my clit while the other hand lowered from my nape to pinch my nipple. My pussy contracted hard as my orgasm began to build, and my head dropped back as my eyes swept over his face, examining the way his eyebrows pulled together in concentration as he drove harder into me .

He was so fucking beautiful that he made me ache inside.

My hips bucked. “Baby. Don’t stop.” I felt his fingers press against my clit and my cunt squeezed. Heat pooled in my core, and then I cried out as my climax hit me like a tidal wave.

“Fuck, I’m gonna blow.” Jacob thrust hard inside me again, but he didn’t pull back; he stayed deep and circled his hips, biting out, “Jesus.”

His words triggered something, and my orgasm intensified. My pussy contracted uncontrollably, and I rocked my hips, chanting, “Yes. Yes. Fuck me.”

His hand gripped the back of my neck, angling my head toward him until our faces were close, and he ordered, “Mouth. Now.”

Our lips connected, and I groaned my pleasure into his mouth.

My cries mingled with his loud grunts, and I felt my pussy flood with his cum.

Pressure exploded in my core, making my nails dig into his neck and back, my hips bucking uncontrollably as I rode his long, deep strokes until eventually, I started to come back down.

Jacob’s hips jerked, and he emptied himself into me, his grunts and groans filling the room.

My hand reached his balls, and I stroked them gently as his body jolted, his movements completely out of control. The muscles in his neck were corded with the strain of his orgasm until finally his eyes opened, locking with mine, and he let out a long, low growl.

He leaned forward, half against me, half against that table. “You broke me.” He laughed softly as his fingers wrapped around mine and he pressed them against his pounding heart. “Can you feel what you do to me, Saint McClure? Do you know you brought me back to life?”

“Jacob,” I whispered, my throat burning with emotion .

“It’s not just about the physicality of us, baby,” he went on. “I fell in love with your soul, and it only took one look. I never even needed to touch you to know you were mine.”

Tears sprang to my eyes as the beauty of his words dug deep.

“Can’t fucking wait to have everything with you, Saint.

Can’t fucking wait to see you walking toward me in a white dress, with my diamond sparkling on your finger.

Can’t wait to give you my name and my babies, and to show you how much I adore you every day for the rest of my life.

You make my world better just by being in it. ”

My eyes welled with tears, and I felt one spill over and track down my cheek.