me feel more masculine. “Than k you.” She takes a step so she’s standing right in front of me. “You didn’t have to save me. It was my fault for agreeing to meet up with that douche in the first place.”
I reach up, brush a strand of hair out of her face and I can tell by the look in her eye that she wants me. I pull my hand away trying to avoid letting her down. I never take advantage of a broken woman, giving them hope I can heal them. “It isn’t your fault. No man should ever treat a woman that way.”
I push away from my bike and slide the helmet off her head. I have to admit she looks hot in it and it’s taking everything in me not to fuck out my frustration on her.
She smiles and pushes my jacket out of the way before running her hand along my chest. “I’ll admit, you coming to my rescue has me completely turned on.” She stretches on her toes to the tip of her heels to kiss my cheek and says in a seductive voice, “I need something to keep my mind off things,” she trails kisses down to my neck, “I think you’ll make the perfect distraction.
I grip the back of her neck and pull her face close to mine. Her breathing is heavy as she looks up at me. “This isn’t a good idea. I’m not what you think I am. Trust me.”
She looks me in the eye and I can tell that in this moment, she doesn’t care. “He cheated on me more than once.” Her nostrils flare as she turns away. “Do you know what it’s like for woman to know that her boyfriend has cheated on her not once or twice, but three times within two years? Am I so ugly that no man wants me?”
“Hell no. You’re beautiful.” I look away, jaw clenched, before I turn back around and grip her tiny waist, pulling her body against mine. Maybe I’ll make an exception for her tonight. “Are you sure you can handle it? I like to fuck, not make love and I can’t promise that it won’t hurt. I can’t give you anything more than this. Just physical pleasure to numb the pain.”
She reaches her hand in my jacket and pushes the button for the garage door. We both look over as the door rises, waiting for our entrance. “I’ve been hurting for a long time. Hurting is all that I know now,” she breathes. “I just want to feel sexy again. I need this.”
I reach my arms around her, running my hands down her ass , before picking her up so she can wrap her legs around me. Her slender legs tighten around my waist, squeezing me as if her life depends on it.
Damn those legs are strong .
I can already feel my arousal as she presses her firm breast s in my face and tugs on my hair to make me look up at her. “I have a lot of steam to blow off. This is your only warning,” I breathe, as I walk into the garage and press her into the wall. I rub my hands up her face. “I need to grab a condom first.”
A small smile forms on her pink lips as she reaches into her small clutch bag and pulls out a condom. “A woman with a crushed spirit should always come prepared.”
I grab the condom out of her hand before bending forward and pressing my mouth against her neck with force. She lets out a small moan before leaning into me, her body rubbing mine as if she’s been waiting for a moment like this for years.
I put my arms down and allow her to pull my jacket off and toss it on the ground beside us. “You want me to fuck you right here?” I question while gripping her ass tighter, running my fingers under the hem of her dress.
She runs her tongue over her lips before biting on the bottom one, playing with it between her teeth and that is the only answer I need.
I don’t hesitate before setting her down, her back pressed against the wall and her dress riding up in the front exposing her black panties.
She watches me with hunger in her eyes as I pull my t-shirt off and toss it over Tyler’s bike. Then, I grip the bottom of her dress and wrap it in my hand, pulling her to me.
She lets out a gasp and reaches for the buckle of my studded belt.