Page 30 of Drowning
Nothing but the hum of our bikes in my ears, the vibrations of the motor piercing my bones, and the warm wind slapping roughly against my body consume me as Emerson and I ride down the strip by ourselves. Every time I squeeze the throttle, she does the same, bringing her bike closer to mine until we are zipping down the nearly empty street in unison. Even with her helmet obscuring her beautiful face, I can tell she's smiling every time I look at her.
I shift gears and rev the engine, slipping in front of her to guide her down a winding backroad away from prying eyes. Shestays on my tail, matching every swerve and wheelie I manage to pull off, making me even prouder.
I can feel her energy matching mine, and for that moment, nothing else matters. We are a force to be reckoned with, and the freedom of the open road is ours to conquer. As we round a bend, I notice a hidden path leading into the woods and decide without hesitation to take it.
The overgrown trail is rough and bumpy, but we push on, the rush of adventure coursing through our veins. The canopy of trees overhead casts dappled shadows on the ground, and for a brief moment, it feels as if we have left the world behind. We ride deeper into the forest, our bikes kicking up dirt and leaves along the way.
Finally, we emerge into a small clearing, with the sun shining through the leaves and bathing everything in a warm golden light. I turned off the engine and set my bike on its kickstand, taking in the peaceful stillness of the woods. Emerson does the same, and for a moment, we just stand there, taking it all in.
"Thank you for this," she says, her tone soft and earnest.
I smile, knowing that this is only the beginning of our adventure together. "Anytime," I reply, and in that moment, I realize that this isexactlywhere I'm meant to be.
She removes her helmet and places it on the seat of her bike, gradually coming around to my side. As I remove my helmet, she moves closer, backing me up until my ass hits the seat of my bike.
"What's on your mind, Princess?" I raise my brow and grab her hips, pressing my fingers into her thick waist.
"Do you really need to ask, Seven?" A whisper escapes her lips as she leans in closer, placing her mouth against the side of my neck.
As she sinks her teeth into my flesh and moves her tongue around the area, I shiver against her, my hands sneaking around to her ass and cupping it.
"So, you rode the bike," I grunt, reaching up to grab her throat and pulling her mouth away from my neck. "How about riding the biker now?"
Before I can react, she grabs my waist and pushes me to the ground, straddling me as if I were her bike, which she was about to mount. Pulling her top over her head, I reach around to her back with one hand, unclasping her bra and removing it from her arms. Her tits bounce freely, and the glistening piercings in her nipples make my mouth water.
"Stand up and take your pants off," I demand, removing my clothes the moment she gets to her feet.
I watch as she strips naked, leaving only her pearl necklace on. She licks her lips as her gaze shifts to my cock, the clear beads of moisture around the tip shining in the sun.
"Good girl. Now get back down here and show me how fucking good you are at riding the biker."
She laughs and climbs back onto me, rubbing her warm, wet cunt directly against my cock. "You know how good I ride," she teases, raking her nails down my chest and guiding my cock inside her.
"Fucking prove it then, Princess." I wink, thrusting my hips to meet her cunt as she slams down on me.
I reach up and twist her pearl necklace, choking the shit out of her while she bounces up and down on my cock, her gaze never leaving mine. Her perky, supple tits bounce wildly, begging to be grabbed and sucked on. Pulling her down against me, I suck a nipple into my mouth, nipping and licking hungrily while holding a firm grip on the twisted string of pearls that serves as a choker around her delicate neck.
She rocks and grinds against me, making my cock throb while buried deep in her warm pussy, like a blanket I never want to be out of.
"Seven," she says quietly, her pretty blue eyes rolling back in her head as I thrust my hips to match her rhythm, sinking deeper and deeper into her forbidden cunt.
"What, Princess?" I tighten the pearls, watching her veins pop even more.
But she keeps riding, arching her back to chase my cock, using her knees methodically, and sliding up and down on it in perfect harmony.
"I love you," she whispers again, her eyes closed, as if she is afraid of my reaction to her confession.
I knew she loved me; I just needed her to say so.
"I love you, too, Emerson." I smile and stare at her, waiting for her eyes to open.
The sun sets behind the trees, and we become one with the wild, exploring each other in the golden light. Our passion and desire fuel our every move as we continue to ride the waves of ecstasy deep into the heart of the forest. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, just like our bikes on the open road.
A shy smile spreads across her lips as her eyes finally flutter open, her movements becoming slower as her pussy clenches around me. I let go of her pearls so she can breathe and lift her off of my cock. Getting to my feet, I pull her up, already missing her dripping cunt.
"What ar—"
Cutting her off, I roughly spin her around and bend her over the seat of my bike, kicking her legs open with my foot.