Vindication: A Motorcycle Club Romance by Sienna Valentine Page B

Each push
went deeper and then retracted, but not all the way, only pausing long enough
for her to miss it before he pushed back in again. Just when Bridget thought
she was going to collapse from the torture of it, Ghost pushed his fingers deep
inside her pussy and wrapped his other arm around her waist.
     
    He was even stronger than he looked.
Carefully he twisted Bridget down with him onto the ground, holding her against
him, his fingers buried inside of her but rubbing and rotating anyway. She cried
and yelped at the pleasure and grasped onto his shoulders as he moved her down
to the foyer floor. He hovered over her with his fingers inside of her,
watching her face the whole time.
     
    “I want to watch you cum again,” he
said, fucking her with his fingers.
     
    Her pussy was soaking, and she felt
delirious with pleasure. All she could do was say his name and pull him down
for a desperate kiss. Ghost returned it passionately and ran his free hand down
her neck to knead her breasts over her shirt.
     
    “Fuck yes,” she said against his
mouth. “You know just how to touch me.”
     
    Ghost pulled his fingers out and
pushed them back in. He laughed from low in his throat as she gasped. “Just how
you deserve to be touched.” He bent and lifted her t-shirt up, exposing her
braless breasts to the cool air. Ghost took them in his mouth one at a time and
sucked, his tongue lapping all over the sensitive skin, and making Bridget race
toward another orgasm.
     
    “I’m going to cum,” she said in a
broken whisper.
     
    The gorgeous biker only bit gently at
the nipple in his mouth and pushed his fingers in her deeper, harder. Bridget
let out a long moan as her orgasm washed over her like a flash flood. Her body
spasmed like someone had hit her with a taser, and she held onto Ghost’s
shoulders as he lifted his head to watch her cum like he wanted. His fingers
never left her pussy, only kept fucking her until she aftershocked twice more,
and collapsed on the floor underneath him.
     
    Ghost carefully pulled his fingers
out from her and brought them to his mouth. He licked them off with a satisfied
moan and stared at her as she panted, beaming up at him, while he undressed
himself. Bridget could only lay there and eat up the view in front of her: his
gorgeous, pale body was ripped from shoulders to ankles, chest hairless but
tattooed, his pubic area dark but well-groomed. Springing out from his hips,
his smooth, pink cock looked at least eight inches long, maybe longer, and
thicker around at the body than the head.
     
    Ghost stroked himself twice as he
looked down at her, clearly enjoying the feeling of being desired as much as
she was. He knelt back down and hovered over her to kiss her. Bridget pulled
him close and ran her hands over the bare, warm skin of his back, his muscles
rippling under her palms. She could feel the head of his cock teasing at her
pussy, and she was aching for it.
     
    Ghost leaned back and dug a condom
out of his cut pocket. He rolled it on and returned to lay over Bridget. He
took his cock in his hand and rubbed the head over her pussy lips once, twice,
three times, gathering its sweet wetness. When he finally stopped teasing and
pushed inside of her, Bridget thought she would pass out from the pleasure of
it all. Ghost’s thick cock filled her up, pushed deep inside until he was in
her completely.
     
    “Oh, God!” she screamed and arched
against him.
     
    Ghost held Bridget tight as he began
to thrust, slowly at first, then adding more and more power. His rhythm was
relentless, flawless, pounding into her without stopping or losing his way as
one hand tangled in her long blonde hair, and the other gripped her ass and
held her against him. His frantic moans against her neck sent shivers down her
spine.
     
    “Fuck, Bridget, you’re going to make
me cum,” said Ghost. “Cum with me.”
     
    Ghost tightened his grasp on her hair
and drove harder into her. Bridget closed her eyes and could