Away with the Pain 🔥

Damon

I can’t believe her uncle got her a fucking bike. Granted he didn’t go all out with a Harley, but a KTM 450 SX-F is the fastest bike on the market.

How does someone who knows Savannah give her a bike that goes up to 130 miles an hour? She doesn’t do well with temptation, and he gave her the golden ticket.

Then I go and add gas to the fire by letting her back on the goddamn bike.

~A race?~

This is the—what? The second time she’s been on the road since when? At least a year, right?

~Fucking shit.~

~Where did she go?~

Kicking my own Hiro Kosios into gear, I go after her. Seeing a movement out of the corner of my eye, I cut through the light and end up behind her.

Thank fuck she doesn’t know what she has or I’m sure she would be testing that limit.

I’m worried about her crashing.

But I’m proud of my girl.

Not only is she on the road, but she’s driving.

I’m happy about it being a bike.

Even if it looks like Crayola threw up on it.

Seeing that she’s going downtown, I sign to Hayden and Micah to go down Fairfax and Maryland so we can cut her off.

I’m proud, but she needs lessons before I unleash her willingly on the world.

I’ll put a cap in her motor to cut the speed at sixty. That’s plenty of speed for her.

Chasing after Savannah through town is turning me on.

Seeing my girl behind the wheel and how much fun she’s having, Savannah is so damn sexy.

When I catch her I’m taking her straight to my room and giving her nine and a half inches of the present straining against my zipper.

Like I thought, she takes a side alley and gets cut off by Micah. Flipping a U-ie, she goes down another two streets before Hayden cuts her off and she takes the only way left.

Leading her down to my place.

She picks up speed out of nowhere and takes the left she should have taken to turn into a right and tries to go past me.

Acting without knowing what other options I have, I pull my shirt up and flash her.

That catches her attention.

~My girl can’t resist me, can she?~

I flex and stand off my bike.

My hand going to the tent I’ve pitched for her, I show it off.

Savannah wants my dick.

I know it, she knows it.

I want her pussy.

We know we want to fuck each other.

After having her that amazing night, then having to be apart for the first trial... It nearly killed me waiting two weeks before I got my hands back on her ass.

I stayed in my room jerking off with that strawberry lube like I just figured this shit out and was counting my boners again.

Seeing Savannah deny Dax, I couldn’t wait to get her alone.

I had to settle for a hand job in front of her house with her uncle checking in every thirty seconds since alone time is getting harder to come by.

I can’t keep taking her in the black room no matter how badly I want to.

Nights are getting tough without her.

I’ve been thinking about sneaking in to see her—I know her room is on the top floor.

Their security system is good, just not the best, and that gives me a chance to spend the night with my wild girl.

Savannah shuts her bike off and lifts her helmet. That smile she sports just for me makes a power surge hit the head of my dick. A pulsing throb shoots up and down my body, begging to be let out.

“Come here, baby.”

My helmet gone, my shirt too. Two streets away from home, we own this too, so it won’t matter if I park us here for now.

Savannah looks around before running to me. Jumping into my arms, her dress lifts so I can take an ass cheek in each hand.

Her tongue in my mouth and the way she fucks herself on my hard-on is enough for me.

Savannah will always be enough for me.

~She’s getting this dick now.~

“I wanted our next time to be romantic, but damn it, baby, I need you.”

Savannah’s eyes light up, the green in them stands out more than the brown.

The way her adrenaline looks on her is better than anything or anyone.

This teasing smirk she shows off makes me tighten my grip on her ass.

Feeling the scar of her bullet wound makes precum drip from the tip of my cock.

I’m not so fucked in the head to want to inflict pain or anything, but, seeing that scar on her, feeling it with the one on her hip makes me happy.

Horny and happy.

She did that for me.

Knowing I forever marked her, I really am a wolf.

The next thing I’ll add to her tasty body is a moon, for the world to know she’s ~My Luna~.

“Take your tits out for me, Savannah. I want to see them.”

I bite her lip, sitting her higher and letting her hold herself up while she pulls her jacket off and frees her arms.

I open my saddle bag and grab a condom off the top of my pack.

Looking back to Van I see her bra coming down just in time. The straps completely gone and her cups folded down to give me the freedom I want of her deliciousness.

Her eyes hooded, and I’m sure her cunt is ready for me. Her panties, I’d bet my life, are wet from her sweet juices.

How she tastes like Strawberry Shortcake, I don’t know, but she always does.

Nothing compares to her flavor.

I’ve tried to find a match. There isn’t one.

Licking her pink nipple up into my mouth, I suck as much as I can in. Her moans and that pull she does in my hair make me scrape my teeth on her bare skin.

The sounds she makes turn me insane—delirious because of her.

Everything about Savannah teases me.

Her fingers in my hair give a rough yank, but it doesn’t hurt. She’s playing with me again.

Tempting me. Teasing me. Baiting me.

Freeing my cock with one hand and ripping the foil with my teeth, I slide the condom on and drag her panties to the side.

Before Savannah, I always used a rubber. She is the only girl I’ve ever wanted to cream pie.

At the club, I wanted her so bad I was ready to pull out, then with our first night together, I knew she wanted it.

I can’t keep taking her raw.

I’ll give in and won’t pull out.

“Angel,” she mewls.

Taking ahold of my cock, she moves it in place for me to move inside her.

The heated silk of her pussy engulfs my entire length. Her ass rests against my lap, her legs spread apart, and her thighs gripping my sides like she’s glued to me.

My face in her tits, I wedge between them and breathe her in. That sweet scent.

Her pussy clenches around me. She takes over, moving herself up and down my dick.

“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.”

I lean into the walk at an angle so I can see where we connect. I love seeing her eager pussy take me in. I could watch it all day.

Bracing one arm around her, I use my other to slip between us so I can play with her clit.

Savannah has the sexiest body.

When I touch her, she spasms out. Her nails cut in at my neck, and she almost vibrates with the way she wiggles on my cock.

Knowing she likes it, seeing Savannah’s reactions, it’s like winning a trophy from her. I love seeing her like this for me.

“Day—ah fuh—yes, Angel, yes.”

Her bottom lip sucked in and gnashed down on. I can’t resist the urge to take more of her.

~Call me greedy.~

~See if I fucking care.~

The grip I hold around her pushes her up so I can start in. Fucking up into Savannah’s pussy, I create a bounce and watch her lose her mind for me.

Her eyes spring open and that lip is now set free so she can make that “O” shape with her mouth. Her moans are louder, and she digs in with her nails.

The way she looks at me makes this spot she’s taken up in my chest grow.

I can hear her so clearly when she looks at me like that.

No words to be heard by anyone else.

It’s just us and this secret language.

I’d close my eyes in ecstasy, but I don’t want to miss what she looks like when she cums. It’s like nothing else.

I never cared about it with the lambs, but Savannah, when she cums, it’s like watching a miracle happen.

Tapping on her clit as I bounce her on my dick does exactly what I knew it would and makes her cum on my dick.

She normally tells me with real words, but this time she whimpers and nods at the silent question in my head.

The way her pussy grips my cock is the best feeling in the goddamn world.

I follow up right behind her. She doesn’t get to ride it out before I’m filling up the latex barrier that keeps us apart.

The shiver she gives me sparks a match for round two.

If she thinks she’s going back to her uncle’s tonight, she’s wrong.

I doubt I’ll let her out of bed.

~Is today painful for you, Savannah?~

~Wanna forget about your birthday, baby?~

I’ll fuck away the pain.

~Let me get you back to the bar.~