Shade's Fall
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“I’m sorry, Sir.”
She felt another cold object inserted inside of her and then Shade climbed off the bed, going to the bathroom. Lily heard the running water.
“You did very well, Lily. Since this is the first time I used them on you, I will tell you that I inserted two metal balls inside of you. They will add to our enjoyment tonight. Now, I want you to get up and get dressed.”
Lily almost broke and spoke; instead, she dressed in the clothes that Shade handed her: a new pair of tight, black jeans and a sweatshirt then a thick jacket and boots. Lily dressed without talking. Shade also dressed and then waited for her by the bedroom door.
They left their house, walking behind it, down the pathway. When Shade got on the bike, she expected him to hand her a helmet, but he didn’t. She couldn’t hide her grin, getting on behind him.
The metal balls had generated a thrill of excitement as she had walked. She could already feel herself getting wet and warm. She thought sitting down would decrease the effect; she was wrong, especially when the throbbing, roaring motorcycle went wide open on a dark mountain road. She couldn’t prevent her moans after five minutes. She didn’t have an orgasm; no, it was a tease. The balls and the throbbing motorcycle drove her from one peak after another without letting her come. Her hands held onto the front of his jeans for dear life while all she wanted was to rip those jeans open and beg him to take her.
It was one of the warmer days of winter. It was cold but not unbearable. As Shade slowed his bike, turning into a clearing, Lily recognized they were in a private cove off the lake where she had first seen Shade and the other Last Riders. Shade cut the bike off not far from the water. They sat there in the quiet for a few minutes, but Lily couldn’t sit without moving around on the seat.
“I remember the day I saw you here in the lake. I’ve thought of how beautiful you were and how frightened you looked. I wanted to protect and fuck you at the same time. I thought the years I had to wait for you were a nightmare, but all those days and years combined didn’t equal the torture of not knowing where you were today and that I couldn’t protect you.”
Lily didn’t care if she got in trouble; she got off the bike, coming around to face him. She touched his face, rubbing her thumb over his smooth cheek. “Shade, I’m not going to say I’m not afraid of dying because I am. Everyone is. But today, what I was most afraid of wasn’t dying; it was the fear of being separated from you. I prayed that, if I died, I would forget you because I knew, if I remembered you, I would be in Hell.”
Shade jerked her to him, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth, exploring every part as if he was memorizing the feel and taste of her. When Lily’s mouth broke away from his passionate kiss, gasping for breath—her hands full of his t-shirt—Shade was gasping as much as she was.
Lily leaned forward, placing butterfly kisses against his throat, tenderly kissing the curve. Her hands slid under his t-shirt as her mouth traveled to the base of his throat before tracing to the side where his neck and shoulder met, sucking a piece of his flesh into her mouth.
Shade groaned as her hand unzipped his jeans, pulling out his cock. Her hand slid up and down his cock as her teeth bit his shoulder, her tongue then brushing against the barely-there teeth marks.
She lifted her head as her hand began to slide even faster on his flesh. Lily bent over him, placing her mouth over his cock, sucking him deeply into her mouth as far as she could, then sliding her mouth up, letting her tongue tease the tip of his cock.
“Damn, Angel, quit teasing. Suck my cock,” Shade groaned.
Lily quit torturing him, sucking on him harder as his hand buried itself in her hair, pushing her down on him as she used her tongue, feeling the slick flesh as it slid in and out of her mouth. Her hand went inside his jeans to play with his balls. She listened to the silent commands of his hands, determined to learn exactly what brought him the most pleasure.
His harsh intake of breath when she let the tip slip to the back of her throat had her smiling against him. When she went down further the next time, she knew she had him. His hand held her head in place as he came, leaning over her as his cock jerked in her mouth.
Lily straightened, smiling at Shade’s expression. “Did I do okay?”
Shade put his cock back into his jeans, zipping himself up. “So good, I’m going to let you do it again in the morning,” he joked, starting the motor.
Lily climbed on behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Shade turned the bike toward home and they flew back through the night. By the time Shade pulled into the parking lot, her pussy was on fire and she didn’t think she would be able to make it to their house without having a screaming orgasm. The only way she did make it back was because she was afraid someone from inside the clubhouse would come running out to see who was getting murdered.
As she made it to the front porch, her steps were an agony of desire as the balls rubbed against her flesh and the tight jeans rubbed against her clit. Shade stood there, leaning against the doorway waiting for her.
She opened her mouth to let him have it then changed her mind when he arched his brow. She needed him to take them out before she lost her mind.
Shade closed the door as soon as she stepped through the doorway.
“Do you need anything, angel face?”
“Take them out or fuck me, Shade,” Lily moaned, leaning back against the doorway, clenching her thighs, which didn’t help with the seam of the jeans riding her clit.
”If you want my dick, all you have to do is ask for it.” Shade said, his voice making her pussy clench even tighter. His husky voice sounded dirty and sexy and confident that he could deliver exactly what you wanted where you wanted it. All you had to do was ask. She had passed asking when they had driven into the parking lot. She was ready to beg.
“Please, Sir. Please, can I have your dick?”
“Come here.”
Her sweatshirt was pulled off and dropped to the floor. Then Lily found herself pressed down over the back of the chair in her living room. It was waist-high; her belly was against the thick chair material. She felt Shade’s hands go around her waist, unbuttoning her jeans and then tugging them roughly down her hips and legs before he stepped on the middle of them.
“Step out of them.” His hand was pressed against her bare back, holding her down over the chair.
When she lifted her feet up, she felt him kick them out of the way. He pressed down harder on her back, making her ass come up higher.
“I’m going to give you what you want now. I can’t give it to you hard because the metal balls are inside of you, but I’ll give it to you hard later after I let you rest.”
Lily felt his hand slide across the flesh of her pussy.
“You’re wet, Angel. So wet. All I have to do is give you my dick.”
He slid his cock in inch by slow inch, causing the balls to rub against the walls of her pussy with his cock sliding them up and down as he slowly fucked her. It only took a few strokes before she had an orgasm that had her screaming his name. His fingers found her clit, rubbing her as he slid his cock in and out. By the time he ground a second orgasm out of her, she was crying his name. When she lay too spent to move, he lifted her off the chair, carrying her upstairs to the shower and turning on the water.
“I love this shower,” she said as he pushed her down onto the bench.
She felt another cold object inserted inside of her and then Shade climbed off the bed, going to the bathroom. Lily heard the running water.
“You did very well, Lily. Since this is the first time I used them on you, I will tell you that I inserted two metal balls inside of you. They will add to our enjoyment tonight. Now, I want you to get up and get dressed.”
Lily almost broke and spoke; instead, she dressed in the clothes that Shade handed her: a new pair of tight, black jeans and a sweatshirt then a thick jacket and boots. Lily dressed without talking. Shade also dressed and then waited for her by the bedroom door.
They left their house, walking behind it, down the pathway. When Shade got on the bike, she expected him to hand her a helmet, but he didn’t. She couldn’t hide her grin, getting on behind him.
The metal balls had generated a thrill of excitement as she had walked. She could already feel herself getting wet and warm. She thought sitting down would decrease the effect; she was wrong, especially when the throbbing, roaring motorcycle went wide open on a dark mountain road. She couldn’t prevent her moans after five minutes. She didn’t have an orgasm; no, it was a tease. The balls and the throbbing motorcycle drove her from one peak after another without letting her come. Her hands held onto the front of his jeans for dear life while all she wanted was to rip those jeans open and beg him to take her.
It was one of the warmer days of winter. It was cold but not unbearable. As Shade slowed his bike, turning into a clearing, Lily recognized they were in a private cove off the lake where she had first seen Shade and the other Last Riders. Shade cut the bike off not far from the water. They sat there in the quiet for a few minutes, but Lily couldn’t sit without moving around on the seat.
“I remember the day I saw you here in the lake. I’ve thought of how beautiful you were and how frightened you looked. I wanted to protect and fuck you at the same time. I thought the years I had to wait for you were a nightmare, but all those days and years combined didn’t equal the torture of not knowing where you were today and that I couldn’t protect you.”
Lily didn’t care if she got in trouble; she got off the bike, coming around to face him. She touched his face, rubbing her thumb over his smooth cheek. “Shade, I’m not going to say I’m not afraid of dying because I am. Everyone is. But today, what I was most afraid of wasn’t dying; it was the fear of being separated from you. I prayed that, if I died, I would forget you because I knew, if I remembered you, I would be in Hell.”
Shade jerked her to him, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth, exploring every part as if he was memorizing the feel and taste of her. When Lily’s mouth broke away from his passionate kiss, gasping for breath—her hands full of his t-shirt—Shade was gasping as much as she was.
Lily leaned forward, placing butterfly kisses against his throat, tenderly kissing the curve. Her hands slid under his t-shirt as her mouth traveled to the base of his throat before tracing to the side where his neck and shoulder met, sucking a piece of his flesh into her mouth.
Shade groaned as her hand unzipped his jeans, pulling out his cock. Her hand slid up and down his cock as her teeth bit his shoulder, her tongue then brushing against the barely-there teeth marks.
She lifted her head as her hand began to slide even faster on his flesh. Lily bent over him, placing her mouth over his cock, sucking him deeply into her mouth as far as she could, then sliding her mouth up, letting her tongue tease the tip of his cock.
“Damn, Angel, quit teasing. Suck my cock,” Shade groaned.
Lily quit torturing him, sucking on him harder as his hand buried itself in her hair, pushing her down on him as she used her tongue, feeling the slick flesh as it slid in and out of her mouth. Her hand went inside his jeans to play with his balls. She listened to the silent commands of his hands, determined to learn exactly what brought him the most pleasure.
His harsh intake of breath when she let the tip slip to the back of her throat had her smiling against him. When she went down further the next time, she knew she had him. His hand held her head in place as he came, leaning over her as his cock jerked in her mouth.
Lily straightened, smiling at Shade’s expression. “Did I do okay?”
Shade put his cock back into his jeans, zipping himself up. “So good, I’m going to let you do it again in the morning,” he joked, starting the motor.
Lily climbed on behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Shade turned the bike toward home and they flew back through the night. By the time Shade pulled into the parking lot, her pussy was on fire and she didn’t think she would be able to make it to their house without having a screaming orgasm. The only way she did make it back was because she was afraid someone from inside the clubhouse would come running out to see who was getting murdered.
As she made it to the front porch, her steps were an agony of desire as the balls rubbed against her flesh and the tight jeans rubbed against her clit. Shade stood there, leaning against the doorway waiting for her.
She opened her mouth to let him have it then changed her mind when he arched his brow. She needed him to take them out before she lost her mind.
Shade closed the door as soon as she stepped through the doorway.
“Do you need anything, angel face?”
“Take them out or fuck me, Shade,” Lily moaned, leaning back against the doorway, clenching her thighs, which didn’t help with the seam of the jeans riding her clit.
”If you want my dick, all you have to do is ask for it.” Shade said, his voice making her pussy clench even tighter. His husky voice sounded dirty and sexy and confident that he could deliver exactly what you wanted where you wanted it. All you had to do was ask. She had passed asking when they had driven into the parking lot. She was ready to beg.
“Please, Sir. Please, can I have your dick?”
“Come here.”
Her sweatshirt was pulled off and dropped to the floor. Then Lily found herself pressed down over the back of the chair in her living room. It was waist-high; her belly was against the thick chair material. She felt Shade’s hands go around her waist, unbuttoning her jeans and then tugging them roughly down her hips and legs before he stepped on the middle of them.
“Step out of them.” His hand was pressed against her bare back, holding her down over the chair.
When she lifted her feet up, she felt him kick them out of the way. He pressed down harder on her back, making her ass come up higher.
“I’m going to give you what you want now. I can’t give it to you hard because the metal balls are inside of you, but I’ll give it to you hard later after I let you rest.”
Lily felt his hand slide across the flesh of her pussy.
“You’re wet, Angel. So wet. All I have to do is give you my dick.”
He slid his cock in inch by slow inch, causing the balls to rub against the walls of her pussy with his cock sliding them up and down as he slowly fucked her. It only took a few strokes before she had an orgasm that had her screaming his name. His fingers found her clit, rubbing her as he slid his cock in and out. By the time he ground a second orgasm out of her, she was crying his name. When she lay too spent to move, he lifted her off the chair, carrying her upstairs to the shower and turning on the water.
“I love this shower,” she said as he pushed her down onto the bench.
