“Perfect, thanks, Doc,” Z said, offering his rough hand for the medical man to shake.
Dr. Radcliffe was used to us now, his teenage patient and her nineteen years older biker husband, so he didn’t hesitate to grasp that hand and do it with a smile.
“Congratulations, you two. Take the opportunity to celebrate.”
“Oh, we will,” Zeus said on a grin as he scooped me up in his arms and threw me over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry.
“Zeus,” I yelled through my laughter as I beat against his back. “Put me down, you monster.”
“Yeah, your monster,” he agreed, practically running out of the doctor’s office and down the stairs to the parking lot. “Your monster who’s gonna celebrate by fuckin’ you right goddamn now.”
I caught my breath when he dropped me onto my little seat on the back of his bike and swung on. Before I could question his intentions, he revved the engine and shot us out of the parking lot.
I screamed in delight as he gunned the engine and took us zooming out onto the highway. We only drove for ten minutes before hitting The Lotus and pulling to the narrow side alley. I was surprised he would have brought us there for the celebration until he grunted, “Closest place to the hospital.”
I laughed at his impatience as he swung off the bike but when I went to get off too, he shook his head. “Gonna fuck you on my bike.”
Sweet Jesus.
He knelt down to pull off my boots and strip off my tank, jeans and panties then gruffly ordered, “Straddle the seat, ass tipped back and hands on the bars.”
“Zeus,” I said like I was going to protest when I really was not.
“Need to take my girl on my Harley,” he muttered, distracted by my naked body as I arched it just to his liking.
He ran his rough fingers down each notch of my spine then dipped them into the shadowed crease between my ass cheeks.
“Already wet,” he hummed with approval. “You like being played with, don’t you, little girl?”
I threw my head back and panted as he sank three thick fingers inside me and circled his thumb at my ass.
“Yes, Z, I fucking love it when you play with me.”
We’d gone two long months without sex at the height of my illness but since then, we’d been fucking like rabbits. I couldn’t get enough of him even though we were having so much sex, I was perpetually sore and swollen between my thighs.
“Wanna take my cock in this sweet little cunt?” he asked darkly, moving around the back of the bike with his fingers churning inside me so that he could straddle the seat as well and grind his jeans clad cock against my ass.
I ground back on it and moaned shamelessly. The cool air of the breeze in the alley pebbled my nipples and I loved knowing that anyone could walk by and see the huge man fucking his little girl on a great big Harley.
I shuddered and creamed all over his fingers.
“That’s it, get this pussy nice and wet for me,” he praised as I heard the telltale clack and release of his belt buckle and then felt his hot flesh against my ass cheeks.
The hand in my pussy disappeared but I could hear him moan as he spread my juices on his cock and gave it a few long pumps with his fist.
“Use me, not your fist,” I complained, canting my hips higher for him.
He jerked off faster. “What if I want to come all over this sweet ass and watch you touch your cunt until you come all over the leather?”
“God, yes, but please next time. I need to come on your cock,” I begged.
“Right answer, little girl,” he growled then planted a hand on my hip and rooted his big cock balls-deep inside of me.
I threw my head back onto his shoulder and tried to grind down on him, but I was too precariously perched on the handlebars with my feet on the foot pegs.
I didn’t need to work because Zeus lifted my ass higher with one hand then started to fuck up into me ruthlessly, his legs long enough to brace himself on the ground as he fucked me into his bike. My tits swung over the handlebars, the peaks catching on the cold metal and pulling them tight.
I moaned and swore and bucked against him.
The hand not on my hips curled around my torso to cup my throat, his thumb at my pulse. “Love hearing my girl moan for me, love feelin’ you alive and burnin’ against me.”
“Fuck,” I cursed as my womb coiled painfully, ready to spring into orgasm. “Zeus, I’m going to come.”
“Do it. Come all over my cock so hard it christens my fuckin’ bike with your juices,” he growled and squeezed slightly at my throat.