Beauty And The Biker - Sex Stories

Beauty And The Biker

... words came out like liquid fire, giving me relief to admit them to her. I could see her blue eyes watering more. Finally I stepped forward and embraced her tightly. Her arms slide behind my open jacket, wrapping around me tightly as she buried her face into my shirt. She sobbed, gulping down tears as she tried to get her own words together. “Oh God, Jackson, I really wasn't sure. I had no idea. I wanted it to be true, but I didn't think you'd be in love with someone so young. Everyone kept telling me that I was just a good time for you. God, I was so stupid! I should have known. I love you too, baby. I have since the day we met.” Her words were magic to my ears and not believing them, I lifted her chin so she could look me in the eye. “Are you for real about this? Are you serious?” It all felt like a dream and I was terrified that I would suddenly wake up to find it all was nothing but smoke and vapor. “I'm so serious,” she said, before reaching up and kissing me. Our lips connected and even after all this time the effect of having her in my arms was powerful. I could taste her lip gloss, the taste of rum and a mixture of her tears all combined together. My tongue wrestled with hers, feeling her moan against my lips. I squeeze her closer to me, the heat of our passion growing. My erection stirred in my jeans, pressing against her warm body. I wanted her, right then and there, but I couldn't make love to her in that house. She deserved better. There would be none of that ...

... cheap, quick sex with her. Besides, I had no doubt that someone like Sean would soon come knocking or worse, bust in on us. “Come with me. Let's leave, right now. Just get your things and come back to my place,” I said as we broke our kiss and I dried her tears with my thumbs. “I thought you'd never ask,” she breathed, letting out a slight sob. Making our way back downstairs, Sean and the other guy were right where we left them. Both frat boys glared at me, as if they wanted to go another round. “I'm sorry, I can't do this, Sean,” Holly said, bringing my attention back to her as she grabbed her purse. “I'm in love with Jackson. That's why I've never been able to fully commit to you. That's why we've never had sex. I couldn't do it. I have to go. I have to be with him. I don't mean to hurt you, but I have to be honest with myself.” Sean bristled at her rejection and I swear to God if he'd insulted her I would have handed him his heart. Both of them began to step between me and the door, but right then, that big linebacker came up with a couple of beers. "I think you two boys need to have a drink and settle down. It looks to me like the lady has made up her mind and y'all need to accept that." Relieved to have gotten his support, I nodded to him in thanks. We headed to my bike and she climbed on, right where she belonged. I revved my bike hard, being the asshole that I know I can be, I laid down a line of rubber as we flew off. Taking a lot less time going home, we still rode in the ...