A Hot Deposit (Motorcycle Club Romance) Read Free

her.
     
    Rick doesn’t need any more encouragement after that. He begins fucking her in earnest, setting a brutal pace with hard, fast strokes.
     
    He suddenly wrenches Sharon off the table and it’s all she can do to circle her free leg around his waist so he doesn’t slip out of her. He spins her around as if she’s weightless and presses her against a wall of safety deposit boxes. With one leg around his waist and the other against his neck, Sharon can feel him slip deeper into her body than anyone has been before. She feels like she’s being split in two as he continues to drive into her fiercely. It hurts so good and she can’t help but cry out.
     
    Sharon has to bite down on the tendon of Rick’s muscled shoulder to keep from moaning loudly as he pounds her back against the wall. He groans at the feel of her teeth, driving into her so hard that she knows she’s going to be sore for days. But that doesn’t matter now. All that matters now is the taste of Rick’s salty skin beneath her mouth, his hot breath on her skin as he moans against her neck, the way the vault is filled with the scent of their juices and the sound of their flesh slapping together, and the feeling of his thick cock as he fucks into her punishingly.
     
    After a few more minutes of this, Rick groans again – this time in frustration. Slowly, he stills his pace and loosens his grip on her, allowing himself to slip out of her as she slides towards the ground. As soon as her shoes touch the floor, Rick spins her around and pushes her forward against the wall. In her heels, she’s almost as tall as he is and, after pushing her legs apart, he is able to enter her again easily.
     
    Rick digs his fingers into Sharon’s sides so hard that she will definitely have bruises in the morning. But the idea of having a visual reminder of this makes her even more excited and she drives herself back hard, rocking against him. His thrusts are shorter in this position, but he is able to quicken the pace.
     
    Eventually, Rick loosens his grip on one hip and his hand around her to circle her clit to the rhythm of his thrusts. It only takes a few moments before Sharon is writhing beneath him. She knows she won’t last much longer at this point, but with the way his movements are becoming more and more erratic, she’s sure Rick won’t be that far behind.
     
    He leans forward and bites down right below her neck and that’s all it takes to send Sharon over the edge. She fucks back onto his cock hard and fast and she feels his hand leave her hip, coming up over her mouth to stifle her loud moans.
     
    Rick continues to bite down on her shoulder – she’ll have to wear something high-necked tomorrow – as he chases his own release. Sharon can feel hot spurts of liquid coat the walls of her pussy as Rick comes deep inside of her. He continues to buck into her, extending her own orgasm. She has never had an orgasm this long nor this hard and she is barely coherent when he finally settles.
     
    They remain motionless for a moment – Rick bent over her as she leans against the wall – before he finally steps back. Sharon’s body seems empty as he finally pulls out and she can feel his cum slowly dripping out of her.
     
    Rick pulls up his pants and leans against the safety deposit boxes next to Sharon, still breathing heavily. “Wow,” he says after a moment. He’s smiling at her now, open and relaxed.
     
    “I can’t believe we did that,” she replies. “I can’t believe I did that!” And with that thought, she is horrified. What had she just done? Her job is in jeopardy if someone finds out.
     
    “Don’t freak out,” Rick says calmly, as if reading her mind. “No one’s going to find out. We’ll just remain in here for a few more minutes… until we’ve calmed down a little and the room no longer smells like sex.”
     
    “It’s going to take a lot longer than a few minutes,” Sharon replies. The truth is, she’s freaked out over