Free Turning Point: BBW Motorcycle Club Erotic Romance by Harmony Raines

trying to compose herself. Slowly, she took the head of him inside her sex, and then inched herself down on him.
    She stretched to accommodate him. Gripping him as she lowered herself further and further down onto his hard length. In this position, he felt much wider than before, his cock causing an intense friction inside her.
    Closing her eyes, she concentrated on every movement, trying to control her body. His hands on her breasts made her lurch forward in surprise, and she felt the wonderful movement of her sex against his cock. Finding that even more enjoyable, she moved in a steady circular motion while she lowered herself further.
    Stretched and full, and getting fuller with each moment that passed while she lowered herself until she was sat in his lap. Faith had worried whether she would be able to take him completely like this, and she had a moment of triumph when she realised she had.
    Opening her eyes, she looked down on him, and smiled. Then she began to experiment with increased movement, lowering herself and then rising up to allow him to slide against her inner walls. At the same time, she managed to move, swaying on him, rotating her hips until she found exactly what she liked.
    Snake allowed her to explore. To test and experiment, all the while taking them both closer to an incredible orgasm.
    “Oh god, that’s good.” His hands gripped her hips, his fingers hard on her skin, his hips lifted off the bed and he tried to impale her even deeper, then he cried out, filling her with his seed. She felt him pulsing inside her, and she let herself go to follow him into the throes of an intense orgasm.
    Her hips rose and fell; she pumped her body up and down on him. Almost out of control as she rode him, making him come harder. Her sex gripped him, and her inner muscles tensed tightly around him, making him cry out, a mixture of agony and ecstasy.
    Sweat beaded both their bodies, the intensity of their lovemaking exhausting. Without a word she lay by him, her head resting on his chest, and her eyes closed, soothed to sleep by the beat of his heart and the rise and fall of his chest.
    How long she slept, she didn’t know, but Faith woke feeling cold. She turned over to snuggle up against Snake’s warm body, however, when she moved towards him, she found he was not there. The fact he had abandoned her sent a chill through her body. Why had he left her, what if someone else came into the room, thinking she was one of the whores?
    Worse, what if that was what she was now? If she got up and tried the door, would it be locked? Was she a prisoner of the Dread Cult MC’s now?
    Getting up quickly, she saw his shirt still on the floor where he had dropped it, but his pants were gone. Anxiety seeped into her head, she needed to know what was going on. Tiptoeing as quietly as she could over to the door, she was about to turn the door knob when she heard voices.
    They were not directly outside the bedroom, so she had to hold her breath and stand very still to hear them. Snake’s voice was instantly recognizable, the other one she couldn’t tell, it was only vaguely familiar. What she did hear was her name, and Stan’s. They had found out.
    Snake’s voice rose, making it easier for her to hear. “You’re sure? So I don’t need to get the information from her?”
    “No,” the second voice rumbled. “My source is very reliable, intimidation is a wonderful thing.”
    A grunt of laughter followed, Faith did not who from.
    “OK. Thank you for this, Crag. I would be grateful if you kept it to yourself until I have dealt with matters.” A brief pause, before he added, “I’ll speak to Francine in the morning. Don’t worry, she will make all the arrangements.”
    “Let me know if there’s anything else you need. Damn idiots thinking they could get away with this.”
    A door shut, and footsteps began moving along the hallway. Panicking, Faith ran lightly back to the bed, and pulled the covers up over her. Her heart was