Old School (A Bad Boy Biker Romance) (23 page)

I picked up my key and shoved it into the door, opening it with ease this time.

“Maybe we should skip the tea. You haven't seen my room yet, have you?” I said, running my hand up his body suggestively.

Vince leaned forward and kissed down my neck, making me shiver.

“I don't know. Does this normally happen on dates?” he whispered. I nodded eagerly.

“Yeah, but only really good ones,” I said. Vince didn't need to be convinced anymore. I took his hand and guided him upstairs.

He was right. Somehow we always ended up like this.

Vince

Lola's bedroom looked like what I imagined the inside of her head looked like. She had a huge bookshelf, absolutely filled to brim with books and magazines and decorated with a lot of cute little trinkets. Her bed was big, covered with a floral comforter. Her closet was also filled to the brim with a number of colorful garnets, and her vanity table was covered in perfumes and makeup. There were a few teddy bears on her bed, which she knocked off in embarrassment. I couldn't let her get away with that though.

“Why'd you do that? They can be friends with the teddy bear that I won for you.” I said. Lola shushed me.

“I don't want to talk about teddy bears now,” she said. I let her kiss my mouth, softly and gently like it was the first time. It almost felt like the first time to me. After the new experience of a date, everything else felt shiny and new to me.

Lola pulled off my jacket and my shirt and threw them to the ground. I let her kiss down my body until she was on her knees in front of me.

She looked up at me with a twinkle in those sexy eyes of hers. I was hard already.

“I haven't done this in a while, have I?” she said softly. I didn't speak. I just watched her undo my belt and pull out my cock.

Lola ran her tongue up and down the shaft of my cock. Somehow, she just knew exactly what to do to make me feel incredible. It wasn't long before she was sucking me, just the way I liked. The sight of her making love to me with her mouth like that was so sexy. I knew it would stay in my mind forever.

She continued to lick and suck me until I felt myself coming close to an orgasm. It never normally happened this quickly, but her mouth and tongue were just so skillful that I couldn't help it. I had to stop her.

“No,” I breathed, gently pulling her back, “Not yet. I'm not done with you yet.”

She didn't argue. I lifted her up and laid her down on the bed in front of me. She looked so fucking beautiful, just lyying there and looking up at me like that. A part of me just wanted to look at her like that and appreciate her beauty. However, an even bigger part of me wanted to fuck her brains out. It seemed that we were on the same page.

“Fuck me, please,” she breathed. Her words turned me on more than her blow job had. I had to obey.

I stripped her until her clothes were laying on the floor next to mine and she was naked. Her body was so perfect, I couldn't stop myself from kissing her all over. I lingered on her breasts, kissing them and licking them. She moaned at the sensation, obviously enjoying herself.

“Stop teasing me,” she said breathlessly, “I want you inside me.” I couldn't resist teasing her a little bit.

“Sure thing, baby doll,” I said. Lola scowled at me and I could tell that she was about to start complaining, but I didn't give her the chance. I grasped my cock in my hand and pressed it into her, so the first few inches slipped in to that beautiful wetness. She gasped and it was like music to my ears. I loved those noises she made and just wanted her to make more for me.

I began to move inside her, gently increasing my pace. Lola writhed and groaned beneath me, begging me to fuck her just the way I knew she liked. She didn't need to convince me. I moved faster, harder inside her.

“Oh fuck,” she said, “Fuck that feels so good.”

It felt just as good for me. I had to bite down on her nipple to stop myself from cuming too soon, which made her cry out in pleasure. Suddenly, Lola reached up and grabbed my face, planting her lips on mine. I kissed her passionately as I fucked her and it felt intimate and sexy at the same time. It wasn't long before Lola and I came close to our orgasms. She was first, giving out a final cry as her pussy tightened around me and her muscles spasmed.

I followed soon after, giving her the last thrust I could muster and cuming inside of her. I pulled out and collapsed beside her, letting the final wave of pleasure flow through my body.

When I eventually came down and realized that my arms were around her. It was strange, but for once I felt all right. It felt good actually. I pulled her closer to me.

Lola looked up at me in surprise.

“I thought you didn't like cuddling?” she said softly. I brushed her hair out of her eyes and kissed the top of her head.

“I didn't. I didn't like a lot of things before I met you,” I said. Lola pressed her finger to my lip and shushed me.

“Be quiet. That's girlfriend talk. We don't do that, remember?” she teased. I pushed her hand away. “I'm serious, Lola. I like this. I like cuddling, I like kissing. I like you,” I took a deep breath, “I think maybe...maybe I love you?”

I said it like it was a question but we both knew that it wasn't. It was a fact that I'd been trying to deny forever now. Lola's eyes widened.

“Woah, that's a little much for a first date, isn't it?” she said. My heart sank. Was she serious? This was why I didn't do dating. It was too messy. Lola saw my expression and laughed her ass off, “Lighten up Vince! I'm kidding. I hate to say it, but I love you too.”

I hugged her tight and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth. Those words, those words that I had always laughed at now seemed to mean so much to me. I wasn't my old self anymore, but maybe that was OK Sometimes change was good.

“That's great. We're in agreement then,” I said. Lola nodded.

“For once it seems like we are. Funny, huh?” she said. I kissed her head again.

“Yeah, funny,” I put on my serious voice, “But Lola, one thing OK? We gotta establish boundaries.” “Sure.”

I could sense the nervous tone in her voice, but I could tell that she was nervous. She probably thought I was going to say something stupid and fuck things up again. I couldn't blame her. “You have to promise me something,” I said, keeping my serious voice.

“Anything.”

“You never drive me anywhere again.”

She elbowed me in the ribs and the two of us collapsed into laughter. This wasn't bad. Not bad at all.