Page 51 of Riding the Line (Willow Ridge #2)

‘God, Cherry, you feel so fucking good,’ he groans, using his grip on my hair to pull me further back into each of his thrusts, the harsh slap of my ass against him ringing out.

It’s lewd and dirty and it turns me on even more – this rough, uncontrolled version of Duke behind me.

‘You know what you look like, baby? Bent over my bike, taking my cock so well? You look like mine .’

He emphasises such with a slap of my ass, the pain sending a jolt straight to my clit. I scream out, suddenly feeling myself tipping over the edge as he continues to strum my clit, still pounding into me with rough, hard strokes.

‘Duke, I—’

‘Yes, baby? Are you gonna be a good girl and come for me?’ His rumbling voice sending shivers across my skin with his filthy words is all I need to fall. Stars explode in my vision as my body tenses, a rush of ecstasy waving through me, my thighs trembling with pleasure.

I think I just died and went to heaven.

‘Jesus, Cherry, that was so hot.’

I’ve barely registered Duke’s voice when I feel him pulling my jeans down further, helping me out of them one foot at a time.

Then he’s picking me up, my legs instinctively circling his hips as he hooks both hands under my thighs.

Throwing a leg over, Duke settles himself onto the seat of the bike, bringing me down onto his lap.

His cock slides against me, jolting a spark of pleasure through my still-sensitive clit.

My arousal coats his shaft, every brutal inch of him glistening so temptingly. How can I still want more of him when he’s just absolutely ruined me? When I’ve just seen more stars in my vision from that orgasm than all the night skies I’ve ever witnessed?

Duke takes my chin between his finger and thumb, guiding my gaze back up to his eyes. They’re glassy and heavy-lidded with desire, while his full lips are swollen. ‘Ready to give me another one?’

‘ Another one?’ The words shudder out with my breath. My whirs – I can’t even fathom the idea of being able to come again.

Duke chuckles, all deep and promising plenty more pleasure.

‘I told you I was going to make up for all the orgasms you’ve missed out on.

’ His large hands settle on my hips, splaying out and gripping onto my flesh.

Slowly, his thick thighs bulging as he balances us on the bike, Duke lifts my hips and angles his own so that his cock lines up with my entrance.

The contact of him against my core makes every one of my muscles tighten, heat licking up my spine.

‘And I think this pretty little pussy deserves more than just one, don’t you? ’

I swallow thickly as the head of his cock presses lightly into me, Duke still taking my weight as he holds me over him.

It might have taken a while for my body to stretch for his size earlier, but I know I’m so wet right now, that there’s no way he won’t slide straight into me, giving me every punishing inch at once.

‘Yes, I – I want more,’ I admit, brows drawing together as my body screams to feel him inside of me again, trembling from the teasing of his cock beneath me.

‘Attagirl.’ Duke catches my mouth just as he drops my hips, impaling me.

Pleasure rips through me, tearing away my sanity as he fills me instantly, as if that orgasm only doubled the sensations I can feel.

I’m so overwhelmingly full – Duke’s cock twitches inside of me while his tongue lashes at mine.

I struggle to return his kisses, needing respite from being so full.

‘Rock your hips for me, baby.’ Duke guides my hips forward, pulling me towards him so that his cock slides inside of me, pressing against my G-spot, a high-pitched moan spilling from my lips as a result.

I continue with the rhythm he set, rolling my hips as his hands settle on my ass, gripping my cheeks to give me more momentum.

‘Fuck!’ I call out when Duke pulls me down so that I’m even more flush against him, the pleasure of him filling me bursting with intensity.

And when he lifts a hand to start playing with my clit again, I know I’m a goner.

The sensation is overwhelming as we rock on his bike, every time I grind my hips his cock glides inside of me, and I’m barrelling closer and closer to release.

‘Can I please come inside of you, baby?’ he asks breathlessly, still circling my clit with one hand as his other grips my hip, fingers tightening in my flesh.

‘Yes, yes, yes,’ I chant, like it’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted, to have him marking me both inside and out . ‘I’m so close.’

He picks up the pace, swiping my clit faster, while that bubble of pleasure grows and grows inside of me, so close to bursting—

‘Oh my God, Duke!’ I scream out as it explodes, and Duke has to catch me to stop me from falling back. I’m shuddering from the pleasure in Duke’s grip as he groans, hard muscles tensing and cock jerking inside of me as he finishes too.

Our foreheads rest against each other as we try to catch our breaths, hot air mingling in the inches between our lips.

‘My God, you’re incredible,’ he breathes out, elongating each word as his eyes rake over me, where we’re still joined. His fingers pulse against my hips. ‘I know sex on a motorcycle wasn’t on your bucket list, but fuck me, it definitely should’ve been because that was the best sex of my life.’

I tick the air in front of him, my grin lazy and satisfied.