“Oh, shit,” I said, my head starting to fall back.
This was really happening. I wasn’t on the pill or anything. What use would that have been to me? He was uncovered, deep inside me, his cock just a few thrusts away…
“Yes!” I cried out into the night.
Maybe I was on a sex high. Maybe I just was fucking crazy. But I saw a piece of my life starting and it was going to revolve around Slam. I’d carry his seed. I’d carry everything he gave me.
“Fucking shit, babe, I love you,” he said.
He kissed my neck and grunted as he fucked forward harder than ever. He moved his hands from my ass and I crashed to the hood of the car. His hands went back to where they started, holding my hips and lower back. With one more heavy thrust, Slam pounded deep into my core and started to come.
I felt it…
That hot cum splashing inside my body, coating my already warm and wet walls. Clinging to me, claiming me, fucking me slowly as he came inside me. That’s all I could think about as Slam kept going. I knew how much semen that could come out of him. It was like an endless supply.
Each time he pressed forward, his fingers dug harder into my back. He didn’t want me to move. He wanted all of his cum deep in me.
When Slam finally stopped, he was still inside me. I felt the pulse of his cock. He kissed up my neck and around to my mouth. Our tongues stole a few seconds before he broke away.
“Fuck, babe,” he whispered.
“Holy fuck,” I whispered back. “I can’t… I don’t even know what to say.”
Slam reached up and touched my face. His thumb stroked my cheek. He leaned in and kissed me. That’s when he slowly started to pull out of me. My nails curled again, maybe harder than when he was fucking me.
The second his cock popped free, my body gushed. I felt a warm spilling feeling between my legs. It actually felt really good. Slam broke the kiss and crouched down. He hooked my panties with his pointer finger and showed them to me.
He grinned. “These I’m keeping, babe.”
He was so fucking crazy and hot at the same time. He rolled up my panties and stuck them into his leather cut. Then he grabbed my jeans and helped me put them back on. It was almost a romantic gesture.
When I put my feet on the ground, I was wobbly. My nerves were pulsing and racing. The world spun a little. I was achy, tender, but when Slam touched me, I wanted him again.
“Now what?” I asked him.
“You’re going to get into your car, babe, and go home.”
“What?”
Slam grinned again. He gently kissed my lips. “And I’m going to follow you… this night is just beginning…”
thirty-one
(slam)
NOW
My balls rumbled as I rode back into town, following Belle. I rode with one arm, smoking using my other hand. My dick was far from done exploring the depths of Belle’s body. Goddamn. That was the only word that came to mind. She wasn’t my first virgin, but she was definitely the first real virgin woman I ever experienced. And of all damn things, she wanted some fucking outlaw prick like me to rip her up. And on the hood of her damn car.
A man could only hold back for so long. I had planned something a little different for her, but it all seemed fitting. Plus, I had been damn scared. I could admit to myself alone that I had been fucking afraid. When Auntie Ang called and said Belle was messing on those rocks I thought she had been trying to do herself in.
Fuck, that would have killed me. To lose her? Fuck that.
I throttled my ride as I held my smoke between my teeth.
I couldn’t think anything negative anymore.
It was all about being positive. I was going to get the prick that killed Belle’s mother and settle the score. Ricky had called and I was planning on going right over but then Auntie Ang called and my plans changed. I should have been going after the prick right then but I was tailing Belle back to her place.
This was about her.
Shit, I had confessed my original plan to her and all I got was a slap across the face. This woman was either fucking perfect for me or just dumb. Hell, if she really did love me, then she was dumb.
I laughed to myself as I finished my smoke and tossed it away.
We were a minute away from Belle’s apartment.
I didn’t want to tell her my plan until it was done. There would be no chance of regret or remorse. This was my gift to her. I could never bring her mother back. I could never spin the wheels of time the other way and stop it from happening. But what I could control was the pain. I could make the right person feel the right pain.
This romance and falling in love stuff was out of my league but I was in the middle of the fucking game.
We pulled into the apartment parking lot and I stopped my ride next to her car. When Belle turned her head and looked at me, she smiled so beautifully innocent. Her mind was racing with the thoughts of me fucking her on the hood of the car.
I killed my engine and climbed off my ride.
She got out of her car and I went right for her.