Twice Driven (6 page)

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I stepped out the sliding door onto the porch as Connor and Jackson were laughing about something. They paused and looked up at me as they realized my silence.

I took a deep breath and looked up at them, suddenly feeling unsure of myself. “I’ve....” I stammered. “I’ve decided how I want to pay” I said quietly.

Jackson and Connor looked questioningly at each other before turning back to look at me, their faces somewhere between curious and amused.

“Hey, Abby, we were just fucking with you girl,” Jackson grinned at me, his eyes trying to gauge the look on my face.

I reached down, and took the beer out of his hand, bringing it up to my lips for a long cool sip before placing it back in his hands with a wink. “But you said,” I looked at him evenly, cocking a hip to the side and bringing my shoulders back as I pressed my chest out with a coy look. “No one rides for free.”

Connor was looking at me darkly.

“Careful there honey” his voice was deep, resonating, and laced with something heavier.

“I’ve decided,” I said again, feeling the tequila from earlier course through my veins and boosting my courage up. The men looked at me, unblinking now, their dark eyes drinking me in. I took a deep breath.

“Ass” I said, biting my lip as I leveled my hooded eyes at them.

Jackson and Connor looked at me, their faces now much harder than I’d seen before.

“I told you babe, we were just fucking with you” Connor’s voice was cautionary, edged in steel.

“I said ass.” My voice quavered a little bit, and I drew a deep breath and grinned at them. “And I’m serious.”
 

Beneath my coy and sexy pose, I felt my heartbeat racing, my mind screaming at me to shut up and run away.

Connor and Jackson looked at each other for a moment, before turning back to me, their gazes suddenly much hungrier.

“I’m warning you one last time girl, you’re playing with fire here.” Jackson’s tone was level.

“Oh come on!” I teased. I could see the fire raging I their eyes, the hungry looks in their faces. I knew I was pushing them here, but
God
did I want to push them. I wanted to see the raw heat I knew was right beneath those muscled, inked exteriors. I didn’t want them to tip-toe around me anymore.

I wanted them to
take
me.

“Easy, honey,” Connor said evenly, his voice gravely. I knew they were holding back the real roughness, and it was sweet of them, but that’s what I wanted.

“What, not man enough to take what you want?” I said with a shrug.

Jackson was up out of his seat in second, and I gasped as I suddenly felt his hands grab me tight. Heat flooded into my pussy as I looked up into his sharp blue eyes. “We warned you,
honey
” he said darkly, making my pulse race with adrenaline. He suddenly bruised his lips to mine, kissing me like our lives depended on it.

God yes,
this was exactly wanted.

The kiss was hard and raw as he claimed my mouth, kissing me fiercely. I moaned as I felt Connor press behind me, his big hands roaming up my back and into my hair. He pulled on my long locks, pulling my head toward him. He kissed me, his tongue sliding into my mouth as I felt Jackson’s lips hard against my neck.
 

“Now,” Connor growled roughly into my ear. “I think we
will
take that payment.”

I felt my legs quiver as roaring, primal lust coursed through my veins, my breath coming short. “
Please
,” I whispered.

“On your knees, baby,” Jackson muttered to me, forcing down on my shoulders with his strong arms, the inked muscles standing out down his bronzed skin.

I felt light headed, almost in a dream, as I obediently sank slowly to my knees in front of the two bikers. My eyes went wild and wide as I suddenly took grasp of my situation. And then I moaned as the thrill shivered through me, knowing I was utterly, deeply, and
incredibly
aroused and wanting this.

Jackson and Connor were pulling at their belts in front of my face as I sank to my knees, pulling the clasps of their jeans open and yanking down the zippers. The two men looked at he each other and chuckled, before hooking their thumbs into the waist of their boxer shorts, and whipping them down.

Holy shit.

I gasped as two thick, heavy, and enormous cocks suddenly sprung out before my face. I felt my breath coming in heaves and my nerve endings on fire as I bit my lip and stared at the bulging cocks, hanging heavily mere inches from my mouth. I thought briefly of Joe’s thin, half-hard worm of a prick, and all the time I’d spent faking pleasure and putting my own needs aside for his poor excuse for a dick.

Now, I realized everything I’d lusted for, every secret desire I’d had to be split open, stretched, and utterly used by a
real
cock was there, right in front of my for the taking. Every feverish, whimpered half-dream I’d ever hidden away from even myself of being fucking and used by a real man, and dominated by a real man’s cock, was suddenly thrust in my face, twice over.

Breathing hard, my breast heaving beneath my shirt, I timidly reached out with both my hands. I let out a small moan as my fingertips slipped over the thick, spongy heads and trail down veined shafts. Slowly, I wrapped the fingers of each small hand around a thick, meaty cock, giving each a tentative stroke as I bit my lip, grinning wickedly. Both men grunted their approval, and I felt a shudder of ecstasy run through me at the feel of the hot muscle in my hands.

Slowly, I began to stroke them, feeling the soft heat of their skin as it rolled over the thick, muscled girth of the flesh beneath.

Moaning quietly, I felt my desire roll through me like a heavy wave. I leaned forward and sucked the head of Jackson’s cock between my lips, moaning around the feel of him suddenly filling my small mouth. Licking and sucking at his cock-head, I slowly pumped his shaft with my hand as I suckled the tip, jerking Connor with my other hand.

With a groan, I moved off of Jackson and turned my attention to Connor, looking up at him with my bright, wide blue eyes as I inhaled the head of his dick, gagging slightly on it as he pushed forward past my lips with a grunt.

I felt on fire, burning in the raunchy and delicious sluttiness of being on my knees for two rough men. I moved into a rhythm, bobbing on one for a minute, running my tongue around the fat crown and teasing the hole at the tip, before letting it go with a pop to turn my attentions to the other. The bikers grunted their approval, and Jackson’s hand reached down to slide into my shirt, roughly pushing under the cup of my lace bra to rub my nipple against the rough callouses of his palms.
 

The rough handling made me moan in pleasure like a slut around Connor’s cock. He groaned and grabbed a fist full of my hair, suddenly bucking his hips harder against my mouth and pushing the head of his fat prick into my throat. I coughed and sputtered against the hand holding my hair like a handle, my pulse racing, but Connor only grinned at me and continued his pace for a few more strokes before releasing.

Feeling him let me go, I pulled off gasped for breath, tears stinging my eyes. I’d never been treated like this -
used
like this - but with a low moan, I also realized I’d never been as
wet
as I was now. My dark desire churned and burned hotly inside my core as I felt myself slide deeper into the role; a little slut, on my knees, worshiping
two
thick fat cocks with my mouth.

Rolling my eyes back, I threw myself onto Jackson’s cock again, forcing the head against the back of my throat, making me choke and sputter. Jackson grunted and twisted my nipple as I fucked my mouth onto his fat cock, slathering hot saliva around the throbbing head of his big dick as I moaned lustily.

Connor pulled me off of his friend and brought my mouth wetly against his balls. I mewled like a slut in heat, suckling at his heavy sack with my lips and tongue as I felt his heavy shaft drape hotly across my face. Moving in with a grunt, Jackson laid his cock heavily over my other cheek, and I moved from Connor to Jackson, slurping at his balls as well. My hands moved up to slowly and slickly jerk the two huge shafts against my upturned face.

Suddenly, I was being hauled to my feet, feeling myself pressed hard against Jackson’s broad and chiseled chest. His teeth were at my neck and sensitive earlobe, biting, nibbling roughly at me as he tore at the front of my shirt, popping my buttons off. I moaned hotly as I felt Connor move in behind me, reaching around to pull open the front of my shorts before yanking them down and over the soft curve of my tight ass before I could even register what he was doing.

As my mind spun, I let herself succumb to the erotic feeling of bare skin and muscle surrounding my as I found myself sandwiched between the two gruff and tattooed men, the tightly coiled muscles of their arms and chests rubbing slickly in the heat of the late afternoon against my skin. Both hungrily sucked at my shoulders and neck as their hands slid hotly and roughly over my body, raising me to a fever pitch.

I felt Connor release my bra from behind my and push it off my shoulders, letting my high, firm breasts spill out against Jackson’s hard and muscled chest. My hard pink nipples grazing electrically across his skin.

I moaned hotly as I felt two hard, fat cocks press hotly against me, the men growling as they bit and sucked at my skin. Jackson’s hands were at my tits, running his under them to cup them against his chest while his fingers rolling the tender nipples. His cock, eager and pulsing, pressed hotly against my pussy mound, the shaft rubbing deliciously against the soaking, dripping lips of my cunt through the thin lacy material of my panties.

Behind me, Connor’s huge, pulsing shaft ground up against the tight cleft of my ass, pushing the thin material of my thong deep between my cheeks as his fat girth sandwiched itself between them. He grunted and growled his desire as he rocked himself against me, his hands cupping at my round ass. He kneaded and pulled at the cheeks as he sawed his cock up and down the cleft of my ass.

I rolled my eyes and let myself succumb to the two men, my body their plaything as they mauled and tenderized my skin, eliciting cries and moans from my lips as they worked over my skin. I felt totally used, and yet totally desired in a primal way utterly new to me.

With a snarl behind me, Connor pulled back on the fabric of my little thong, sliding his cock underneath the thin material and letting his naked cock glide hotly over my ass. The fat, throbbing head brushing teasingly over the tight ring of my ass, and I whimpered. Jackson’s cock head moved down and dipped under the lacy fabric as he pushed forward, sliding the fat head up and under the edge of my panties to slide slickly against my bare, wet lips.
 

Groaning, the men both pumped against me, their cocks sawing back and forth and leaving sticky trails of their precum as they dragged the fat heads of their pricks over my naked, exposed flesh.

My head spun with my dark desires, and for a moment, I hesitated. This had gone way,
way
further than anything I’d ever imagined or intended. But I realized with a mouth-watering shiver that I was in this all the way. I wanted both these men, and I wanted the life I’d never thought I could have. If that included
both
of them?
 

So be it.
 

Let people talk, or think what they wanted. Out here in Parker, I could reinvent who I was. I could be
me
, without worrying about Joe or the Family, or anything like that. So I’d be the girl for two outlaws? Hey, I couldn’t say I’d ever imagined that scenario, but God did it sound amazing.

With a sharp grunt, I felt Connor’s finger snap at the thin strings of my thong, ripping the soaking lace away from me and tossing it to the side. Jackson looked me in the eye, his own blue ones radiating fire and heat, and I shrieked as I felt Connor suddenly grab my around the waist from behind. He lifted me back against him as he moved us both towards the couch and tossed me down.

Naked, tousled, and exposed, legs dangling over the arm-rest, my head lolling off the edge of the sofa, the men were on me again in blind, hungry lust.

I moaned as I felt Connor’s fingers at my dripping pussy. His finger plunged into my molten core as his lips clamped down on my throbbing clit, making me squeal. Groaning, I leaned my head back, only to find Jackson straddling my upturned head, stroking his cock as he crouched down to push his fat tool between my lips.

Gripping my heaving breasts, Jackson roughly shoved his cock deep into my mouth, making me moan around it before drawing back out. Spit frothed from my mouth and ran down my lips and cheeks as his fat cock plunged in and out of my throat, choking me, gagging me in a way that had my body surging with forbidden pleasure, and fueling the fire of my naughty desires like I’d never felt before.

I whimpered as I felt Connor’s tongue against the tight ring of my ass, lapping hotly at me and probing at my quivering hole as his fingers plunged in and out of my soaking cunt.

“Mmmm,” he groaned, his eyes flicking up to meet mine across my torso as Jackson pulled out of my lips. “This ass is gonna be
mine,
” he growled, grinning wickedly at me. The coarseness, and the roughness of his words and the nakedness of his desire to take me in that way had me whimpering.

Suddenly, I felt something huge and hot at my pussy lips, and I looked down with wide eyes as Connor pressed his thick cock against my dripping wet pussy.