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Ronnie

H er fingers tap against the wind as the golden hour rides by our side. My eyes are glued to her, ensuring she’s safe to ride freely without a care in the world. On her other side, Bradley does the same.

Nothing will break the smile on her face. Even if I can’t see it right now, I feel it with every fiber of my being.

We ride outside the city—Bradley’s idea—to get to some abandoned area.

Her hands clutch the handles tightly. Back curved, and ass waiting to be spanked. We line our bikes on either side of her, slowing our speed in sync. I land my palm hard on one ass cheek while Bradley slaps the other at the same time.

“Are you pumped, Little Bear?” Bradley asks, leading us to a hidden path of some unoccupied parking lot. “We have ten minutes to do this, do you like the thrill of danger?”

“What are we doing?” She drops her kickstand and the sound of her engine dies as she pulls her helmet off. “It’s getting pretty late.”

“I’m feasting on your pussy and then fuck you on top of the bike while Ronnie makes you gag around his cock, sounds good?”

Her pinched brows slowly loosen as a smile grows across her face.

I toss my gloves on the tank, shooting my leg back and off the bike. I remove her bottom clothes and shoes quickly and put them inside my backpack.

Her eyes scan the area to ensure no one’s here.

“Don’t worry we’re surveilling the area.” I place her chin between my thumb and forefinger, stretching her bottom lip until it pops back up.

I love doing it.

“Are you going to fuck me with your helmets on?”

“Is that a problem?” I answer with another question.

“Not at all, I was waiting for it.” Her legs dangle in the air.

Bradley chuckles. “Of course you were. Can you see your reflection on our visors?”

“Yes…”

“Don’t lose sight of it. I want you to watch yourself get fucked.”

“We’re losing time,” I note, checking our surroundings.

“This place is abandoned right?”

Ass still on the bike, Bradley fixes her legs around his waist. “They may have patrol now and then for trespassers.”

“Bradley…” she playfully shoves at his chest.

I tuck her rear into my front and clasp my ringed fingers around her throat. “We have to be quick but thorough,” I whisper into her ear.

“Okay.” A short gasp escapes her mouth.

“That’s what we like to hear.”

My hand is still around her throat as I pull her backward and undo my jeans. My hard cock bounces out with precum beading at the tip. “Don’t be scared. I got you. We’re holding you so you won’t fall.”

“I trust you.”

“Is it comfortable?” Bradley ask.

“Not really but we’ll do it anyway.” She replies confidently.

I bite my lip as I watch Bradley unzip his jeans. His thick cock is fully erect as he gives it a few storks and thrusts it in one go inside her wetness.

Her moan breaks the alarming silence around us.

Her eyes locked on me, staring at my visor, waiting to see me thrusting past her parted lips. Her tongue sticking out, she is impatient. So goddamn eager to take me. To trace it with the glossy lipstick she put on today.

“Fuck, I want you to smear that lipstick all over my cock, leave no speck of skin untouched.” I press the head to her tongue, feeling the vibrations of her whimpers and gasps.

The sound of him slamming against her makes me flex my abdomen so tightly.

“Fuck, your walls are clenching around me, Bear, you want to come all over my cock so badly, don’t you?” Bradley says through gritted teeth.

“Mhmm,” She hums on purpose, fucking piercing my visor with her stare. Her hands are completely free, stretching above her head and looping around my rear, shoving me balls deep inside that dirty mouth.

So fucking dirty.

Gagging.

Drooling.

Her lashes sting with tears.

We all whimper together.

Her palms squeeze my ass and I flex so tightly, grinding against her tongue, grazing the back of her slim throat. My fingers prickle with excitement at the feel of me slipping in and out.

“Fuck,” I growl, tossing my head back for a second when she digs her nails into my skin, causing me to thrust faster and faster.

“I bet you want to hit me now,” I taunt and she hums again. That little… I whimper. “Suck my cock,” I command and halt my movements.

She bobs her throat, slurping around the head as she swirls her tongue all over it, smearing that lipstick everywhere. Her fingers play with my balls and my eyes snap to the side right as a car moves afar.

“Fuck, we need to hurry, there’s a car not far from here,” I warn, starting to thrust in her mouth again.

“Shit, this is exhilarating.” Bradley groans and rubs her clit over and over

She hums like crazy around my cock and I know she is about to come, so am I.

“Just a little more.”

We pound her erratically as pleasure and a surge of adrenaline kicks into our system.

The car probably notices us since it’s cruising our way.

My heart’s hammering in my chest.

Tingles wash all over me.

A buzzing sensation races down my spine.

We drill her holes until our movements become more sluggish and strained.

Her muffled moans and Bradley’s long growl push me over the edge.

I withdraw and slam deep in her throat as I shoot my cum.

The climax is so fucking blinding I try to focus on the car but spots of pleasure cloud my vision. I clench my eyes and snap them open in time to pull away and get Amber dressed. “Come on, baby.”

“Are you good to ride?” Bradley questions her, pulling the helmet over her head and securing it but I know she’s a brat just like him who lives on tricks and thrills.

“Hell yes, let’s get out of here.” She turns her bike on, nudging her kickstand off the ground, and revs before she takes off.

We ride right after her, putting more distance between us and that shady car we left behind.

“Fuck that was insane!” Thrill colors Bradley’s voice in various shades.

That is definitely a different kind of rush.

“Was that patrol or a curious motherfucker?” Amber asks.

“I have no idea.”

“My knights in biker armor.” She moves past me, speeding away. “That was so fucking close and so freaking epic. Let’s do it again.”

I laugh in my helmet, staying behind her because I always have her back. “Let’s get some burgers on the way home.”

“You’re speaking my language,” she slows down to level with me, outstretching her hand for me to hold.

My dick is covered in lipstick and her face is a mess too but it doesn’t matter.