Tommy: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Romance

Tommy: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Romance by R.S. Wallace

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swinging up into my clit with each thrust.
    “Fuck yes,” Tommy said. “You look so good on my bike.”
    I looked over my shoulder and watched as Tommy’s gaze moved slowly up and down my body. His grip was firm on my hips as he pulled me toward him with each thrust.
    “I want you to cum in me, Tommy,” I said, speaking loudly over the sound of the engine.
    Suddenly, Tommy reached forward and grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled back firmly, lifting my chin up from the seat of the bike. A dull, but pleasurable pain, shot through my scalp as he pulled.
    I love when he does this.
    Tommy then lifted his other hand from my hip and immediately brought it down on my ass, spanking me hard. He then began to fuck me even faster then before, causing my tits to sway underneath me in cadence.
    He pulled a little harder on my hair, causing my chin to lift completely and my back to arch. Then he spanked me again with his other hand, even harder this time. I squealed, as the slap stung my skin.
    “Yes!” I shouted, enjoying the fact that I was being forced to surrender to him.
    Tommy spanked me again, the sensation beginning to dull more each time. Finally, he tugged back on my hair and lifted my entire upper body from the bike. He brought his face to my neck and gently bit my skin. Then he whispered, “I’m going to cum.”
    I nodded my head in agreement.
    “Cum for me, Tommy,” I said.
    Tommy released my hair, causing me to fall back on top of the bike. He continued pounding me hard.
    “Oh, fuck...” he whispered. “Here I cum.”
    He plunged his dick deep inside of me one last time and I felt his shaft swell. Then, a hot and powerful splash of liquid poured out, filling up my pussy in an instant. Tommy held himself in me, letting his tip drain every bit of cum it had. A second later, he let out another grunt and his cock trembled inside of me once more, releasing another powerful load of his seed.
    Tommy continued to fuck me slowly for a few more thrusts, and then he pulled his cock out of me. I stood up from the bike and immediately felt a river of liquid sliding out of my opening and down the inside of my thigh.
    I looked at Tommy, whose muscular chest was still heaving as he tried to collect himself after a powerful orgasm. Sweat covered his skin, causing it to shine and reflect the daylight that was coming in from outside of the garage door. I slowly brought my gaze down to his cock, which was still throbbing with his heartbeats. His shaft was fully coated in cum and it was beginning to drip off of his tip.
    Tommy took a few more breaths and then stepped close to me, bringing his lips to mine. We kissed for a moment and then he pulled away, looking over my naked body.
    Suddenly, a smile crossed his face.
    “How did I get so lucky?” he asked.
    I shrugged my shoulders.
    “You know, I could be asking myself the same thing,” I commented.
    Tommy’s face suddenly turned a bit more serious.
    “I mean it, Chelsea,” he said. “From the moment you stepped into that bar, I knew that there was something special about you. You were meant to be in California that night and I was meant to meet you.”
    I brought my hands up and placed them on his chest, feeling his heartbeat underneath.
    “I’m glad that I came here,” I said. “Even if I could go back and fix my old life and patch up everything with my ex-boyfriend, I still wouldn’t. This is the life I want.”
    Tommy looked me deep in the eyes and placed his hands on his hips.
    “Are you sure that this is the life you want?” he asked.
    His usual playful tone was gone and I knew that he was being serious. He wanted a real answer out of me. He wanted to know for sure that I was the real deal and that I wasn’t going to back out and go running home to Utah.
    “Tommy, you’re everything I’ve ever needed. You’re my freedom in a life filled with shackles. You’re a reminder that life can change, that we aren’t stuck on a hamster wheel unless we choose that

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