Tommy: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Romance (4 page)

There were immaculate wood floors, high ceilings and expensive artwork everywhere. This guy clearly had more money than I imagined that he would.

He sat me on a couch in the large living room and then gripped both of my wrists, pressing them into the cushions.

“I want one things,” he said. “And you’re going to learn very quickly that I get what I want.”

I swallowed my nervousness and sat silently, waiting to hear what that one thing was.

“That man you were dancing with...” he said, staring at me deeply with his piercing blue eyes. “Do you know him?”

I shook my head.

“No, he just asked me to dance.”

He continued staring deeply at me, as if he were trying to decipher whether or not I was telling the truth.

“Are you lying to me?” he growled, his face his inches from my own.

I tried to move my hands, but he was leaning all of his body weight into me, rendering me motionless.

“No, I swear,” I said. “I just came out here to visit my sister and I decided to go out tonight and have a drink. That’s all. I have no clue who that guy was.”

He was silent for a moment, his eyes never leaving mine.

“That guy you were dancing with is an undercover cop,” he said. “He thinks we don’t know, but we know everything in this town. So, you better tell me the truth right now, or else things are going to get very ugly.”

I closed my eyes and began to pray.

This isn’t happening.

When I opened them, his face was still inches from mine and he was waiting for my response.

“I promise you that I have no idea who he is,” I said, my voice wavering. “He was just some stranger that wanted to dance with me.”

Tears began to fill my eyes and I began to feel scared and frustrated. The man leaned in closer and I could feel his hot breath against my face.

“Good,” he said. “I trust you.”

Then, before I could even respond, he pressed his lips against mine. It surprised me so much that it literally took my breath away. I was hesitant at first and even pulled my head back, but then I found myself beginning to lean into him.

What in the hell is going on? 

We kissed for a moment, before the logical side of my mind kicked in. I pulled my face away immediately.

“I don’t even know you,” I said. “And I have a boyfriend.”

He chuckled and responded immediately.

“I haven’t even met your boyfriend, but I’m already pretty sure I’d be better for you,” he said. “Who lets a beautiful girl like you out of their site?”

I smiled and looked down. He was right. If Justin was half the man that this guy was, then he wouldn’t have ever made me move out of our house. He would have wanted to me to live with him, so that he could protect me and keep me safe.

After a moment, I looked up at him. He then brought one of his hands up from my wrists and placed it on the back of my head, letting my hair slide between his fingers. Without any hesitation, he leaned in close once more, pressing his lips against mine.

Is this really happening?

Immediately, a tingle shot through my body as I instantly become more turned on by his kiss. Everything about what was happening felt so wrong, but somehow, even in the face of potential danger, I found myself undeniably attracted to this man. He was powerful, muscular and in total control. I wanted nothing more than to submit to him.

Hesitantly, I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue inside. As our tongues lashed, the man released my other wrist and brought his hand to my thigh.

My short dress left most of my leg exposed and his fingers landed on my bare skin. He began sliding his hand upward, making his way toward my ass. I quickly pulled away from his kiss.

“No,” I said. “I don’t even know your name.”

He smirked and then stood up, backing a step away from me. Then he unbuttoned his leather vest and slipped it off, tossing it carelessly to the other side of the room.

“Oh, my God,” I whispered, as I looked over his naked chest.

His muscles were huge and toned, but that’s not what had me in shock. What made my jaw hit the floor was when I noticed that his chest and stomach were covered in tattoos. Most of them were etched on his skin in only black ink, but I noticed a few that had some bright shades of red colored in.

“I’m Tommy,” he said.

As I continued admiring him, my eyes gravitated toward a tattoo on his right peck that read,
Tommy Gun.

“Tommy Gun?” I asked, cocking my head to the side. “Is that your nickname?”

He chuckled and then stepped close to me once more. He completely ignored my question, though, and instead began kissing me again. This time, I was fully ready for it. As we kissed, I brought my hands up to his powerful chest, feeling his hot, naked skin underneath my fingertips.

I began to moan softly as I got more and more turned on.

What am I doing?

I knew that I shouldn’t be there, but something inside of me was also telling me to stay. After a moment, Tommy pulled away from our kiss.

“I’ve gotta say, I’m really fucking glad you decided to stop into the bar tonight,” he said. “You’re so beautiful.”

I blushed immediately. I couldn’t remember the last time that Justin had said something like that to me.

Shit! Justin....

As soon as I thought about my boyfriend back at home, a feeling of guilt swept over me.

“I should go,” I said.

I began to stand up from the couch. As soon as I got up, though, Tommy gently placed his hands around my hips and pulled me toward him. His strength was obvious as he manipulated my body and I felt another surge of my natural lubrication pump out of my pussy, causing my panties to grow damp.

“Tommy,” I whispered.

My face was at his chest and I couldn’t help but to bring my hands to his body. My fingers slid over his stomach, bouncing along his ripped abdominal muscles.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

Then he placed his hand over the back of my head once more and squeezed a handful of my hair. It caused my chin to lift, bringing my gaze directly to his face. Immediately, he leaned forward and began kissing me again.

It was torture. It was like there were two different people inside of me. One was telling me to run out of the house screaming and the other was telling me to stay there and let this total bad boy stranger take control of me.

Once again, though, I found myself into the kiss. My pussy was beginning to throb, begging for attention and I found myself slowly bucking my hips forward, pressing my crotch against his leg.

Tommy brought his free hand down to my ass and squeezed it firmly. For a brief second, I considered swatting him away, but that thought disappeared in an instant. I realized that I actually enjoyed his touch and I wanted his hands on my body.

We continued to kiss, as he grabbed the bottom of my dress and pulled it up, revealing my ass and panties to the air. Then he placed his hand on my naked skin, pulling me upward toward him with one hand.

A pleasurable moan escaped my lips, as he held me up from the ground with one arm. My body was pressed against his, and I placed my hands over his shoulders, feeling his muscles underneath.

He’s so perfect.

Tommy gently pulled my hair back, breaking our kiss.

“I have to have you,” he said, licking his lips. “Right now...”

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here was a lust in his eyes unlike anything I had ever seen on a man before. He was an animal in so many ways, but I think that was why I was drawn to him. He wasn’t some straightedge rule-follower. Tommy did whatever he wanted and he didn’t give a damn what society had to say about it.

While still holding me up with one arm, he carried me across the house and down a hallway to a bedroom. Then he set me down on my feet so that I was standing next to the bed.

I glanced over his body, noticing a large bulge that had grown in the crotch of his leather pants. Tommy looked me over and licked his lips once more. Then he approached me and placed his hands on my shoulders, pressing me backward and causing me to fall onto the bed.

I squealed out of surprise, but before I could do anything else, Tommy grabbed the bottom of my dress and pulled it up to my waist. Then he lifted up both of my legs, draping my knees over his shoulders.

“Oh, fuck yes,” he said, as he looked down at my crotch. “You’re so perfect.”

Within a second, he reached down and grabbed the waist strap of my panties and began pulling them off of my body. I resisted some, trying to squeeze my knees together so that he couldn’t get them all of the way off. As much as I was attracted to him, I still wasn’t sure if I was quite ready to sleep with him.

He was far too powerful for me, though, and when he noticed my resistance, he just used both hands to rip my panties in half, tearing them cleanly off of my body.

“Tommy!” I shouted. “Why did you do that?”

I was acting angry, but admittedly, his show of strength only turned me on further.

Tommy chuckled and then tossed the torn panties onto the bed next to my head. Then he dropped to his knees, disappearing from my view. My legs were still draped over his shoulder and Tommy reached up, squeezing my thighs with both hands.

Suddenly, I felt a burst of pleasure, as he dove his tongue into my pussy.

“Oh, my God!” I cried.

I squirmed at first, in a vain attempt to make him stop. But the waves of pleasure began to course through my body as Tommy bombarded my clit with his tongue and I quickly changed my mind.

“Fuck...” I whispered. “That feels so good.”

My mouth opened and I closed my eyes, my face frozen in a state of pleasure. I reached up and placed my hands over my breasts, feeling my firm nipples that were still covered by my dress.

This is so wrong...but fuck...it feels incredible.

Tommy began to quickly move his face back and forth, dragging his tongue over my wet flower. I moaned softly and then without even thinking about it, I started to gently buck my hips forward, rubbing my crotch against his face. The prickly stubble that covered his chin tickled the inside of my sensitive thighs.

“Tommy...” I whispered. “We can’t do this...”

My words trailed off as I lost my train of thought. The pleasure was too overwhelming for me to even think.

After a few more seconds, Tommy slowly pulled his mouth away from my opening.

“Uh, uh,” I mumbled.

Then I reached down and grabbed the hair on the top of his head and pulled him back into my pussy. The way that he ate me out felt better than anything I had ever experienced and I wasn’t done with it yet.

He moaned softly into my pussy as he began to pleasure me once more. The vibration from his moan transferred into my sensitive clit, creating a different kind of pleasure that coursed through my body.

“Yes...” I whispered.

With one hand gripping his thick hair, I pulled him into me even further. I felt as he stuck his tongue out, parting my tight pussy lips with it, and diving even deeper into my sex.

“God, Tommy...” I stuttered.

I closed my eyes and then for the first time in the entire evening, I completely let myself go. I didn’t care any more if what I was doing was wrong or right in either my eyes or the eyes of the church. I didn’t care if Justin was sitting at home, wondering where I was. There was only this one moment and it was filled with a deep and dangerous pleasure. It was incredible and made me forget about everything else in the world.

Suddenly, Tommy pulled his face away from my crotch, taking away the incredible sensation that he was giving me. I opened my eyes and watched as he stood up from the floor. My gaze was immediately drawn to his muscular abdominal muscles, which were as defined as any I had ever seen on an underwear model in an advertisement.

He quickly unbuckled his belt and tossed it to the floor. Then he unbuttoned his leather pants and pulled them down. He was standing only in his black underwear and underneath it, I could make out the obvious outline of his erect cock as it pushed out on the thin material.

Laying there on my back, with my dress pulled up to my waist and my ripped panties laying next to me, I felt more vulnerable than I ever had in my life. But somehow, I also felt safe with Tommy. I couldn’t describe why, but there was something about him that was allowing me to give myself up to him.

Tommy looked over my body with lust in his eyes. Then he stepped close to me and grabbed the top of my dress, just above my breasts. He quickly pulled downward, releasing my tits to the air. Immediately, he brought his mouth to one of my nipples, flicking it with his tongue.

“God, yes,” I whispered.

Tommy licked and sucked on one nipple, then slowly pulled his mouth away. He had made it rock hard and it was standing straight up in the air, shining from his saliva. He gave it one final lick and then went directly to my other breast, giving it equal attention.

With both my nipples standing tall on my breasts, Tommy stood back up and admired me once more. Then he grabbed the waist strap of his underwear and slowly pulled them down. Inch-by-inch, his massive cock was exposed. He continued sliding his underwear down, until he had pulled it past his tip. His fully erect dick bounced back up, finally free from its restraints.

Oh...wow....

It was much bigger than Justin’s, the only other man who I had ever slept with. Immediately, I was a bit nervous about it fitting inside of me, but I didn’t have any chance to dwell on that.

“Come here,” he said. “I want you to get this nice and wet.”

He grabbed my wrists and helped me to my feet. Then he placed his hands on my shoulders and lightly pushed downward, causing me to fall to my knees in front of him. His large crown was staring me right in the face, just inches from my mouth.

I was craving every part of him, needing all of his masculinity that I could get. So I didn’t hesitate to open my mouth, allowing him inside. His tip slid across my tongue all the way to the back of my throat and Tommy let out a groan of pleasure.

“Fuck yes,” he grunted.

I grabbed the base of his shaft and began sliding my hand up and down it as I sucked on the top half. He seemed to like it and responded immediately.