Page 102 of In Death, Love Survives

Nova starts to try and grind her pussy against my crotch.

“Turn around, hands on the bike.”

I let go of her neck, and she scrambles to the bike. She places her hands on the center of it and juts her ass out. Nova’s legs are shaky as I just drink her in.

The sun is almost gone, and my girl is dripping wet, waiting for me to take her as she holds onto my bike… the same one I haven’t ridden in ages. Now I’m about to ride her on top of it.

Slowly, I pull her panties down, making her shiver as I go from the tantalizing pace. Nova shudders as they finally reach her ankles.

I stand back up and pull her hips, making her ass come out even further.

“Spread your legs.”

She does so automatically.

“Lean forward. I want these tits pressed on the seat.”

“Yes,” she whimpers as she falls even further downward.

Nova’s in my hold.

I start to play with her clit, and she’s soaking, just like I expected. She loves this just as much as I do, the forbidden games we play.

I stroke my already hardened cock in preparation.

“My perfect girl, ready for my cock.”

Her legs start to wobble as she gets antsy.

“Use your words, angel. I want to hear what you want.”

“I want your cock inside of me. Please, Wolfe.”

I line it up at her entrance and slowly slide in, allowing enough time for her to adjust. My precious angel may be looking to play, but I always need to put her first, no matter how much I’m dying to slam into her.

This is all new, and I need to ease her into my desires.

“Wolfe.” She moans as she starts to rock back and forth.

“Yes, baby?”

“Fuckme.”

I tighten my hold on her waist and start to thrust into her again and again.

“This pussy was made for me.”

“Yes.”

“This dripping little cunt is squeezing my cock. You’re close so soon.”

“I needed this,” she confesses.

“And I need you. Come for me, baby. Come as fast as you need to.”

I play with her clit some more, already knowing how she likes it from the few times we’ve been able to play with each other.

“Harder. I need more.”