𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Wet Rider| Smut

I stand by the window watching the storm rage outside, I chew nervously on my lip as my stomach flutters with worry. Leon said he'd be back before the storm hit after wanting to go out for a ride on his bike, but the storm came quicker than we'd anticipated and now as the lightning crackles across the sky I can't help but to be afraid that something bad is going to happen. Leon's an experienced rider, there's no doubt about that, and he's faced more dangerous things than a simple storm, but nothing will ever stop me from always having that ache for him to be safe with me. 

Just as my nerves reach the point where I feel like crying, Leon appears through the haze of rain, emerging down the street rapidly. The engine of the bike doesn't even rival the boom of thunder that echoes in the sky. I can't tear my eyes away from my boyfriend, or more specifically his chest. The rain's soaked his thin white tee, which is currently sticking to his sculpted chest like a second skin. Every ridge and curve is on display, sending a heat through me. I race to the door, opening it and getting hit with a gust of wind just as Leon gracefully swings a leg over the bike, his boots hit a puddle as he reaches his arms up and tugs off his helmet, revealing his hair dampened by the rain. He shakes his head almost in a dog like way, then he flicks his arms as if to get rid of the nuisance of the rain drops. I smile to myself at his actions, until his eyes meet mine from across the grass, immediately my breath catches just as some lightning flashes overhead. 

He's the epitome of handsome and sexy, and he's all mine. I rush out into the rain, meeting him halfway, then I reach up, looping my arms around his neck as he embraces me. "Are you okay? What's happened?" He roughly murmurs, pulling away to graze his gloved knuckles down my cheek as his eyes search my face. I shake my head, plastering on a smile. 

"I'm fine, I just got worried about you with this heavy rain." I reply loudly over the raging storm. His face softens as he smiles, causing my heart to flip. Leon's hand trails from my cheek down to my neck, sending sparks of electric through my skin. I lean into his touch, which is a hot contrast to the lukewarm summer rain. I crave his touch after being worried about never getting it again, I need his reassurance and love. Despite the chaos of the storm around us I stand my ground, not moving as Leon presses his lips to mine.

"I'm sorry I made you worry sweetheart," Leon deeply says, lips now deepening the kiss, "don't worry, nothing will keep me from you, not even a thunderstorm." 

I whimper at the way his arm tightens around me, I reach onto my toes as the rain hammers down on us, I'm beyond drenched in my clothes and hair, but I couldn't care less. A fire ignites in me, one only Leon can tame. Our lips dance together in a passionate kiss, I fist his tee as Leon's desire matches my own, his gloved hand grips my waist with urgency, tugging me closer than possible. 

"Jesus Christ woman," He growls between kisses, "you drive me insane." 

I gasp when his fingers dig into my skin. "You're not exactly helping my sanity either." I smile, unable to form more words as his mouth moves from mine to my neck, sucking and biting lightly, but enough to leave a mark. 

"I need you." Leon raggedy breathes out, picking me up from the backs of my thighs, already walking inside. I arch against him, grinding as he slams the door closed behind us. We pull back enough to observe each other briefly, but then Leon's smiling, shaking his head ruefully until his lips are back onto mine. 

"I'm here, all yours." I whine, surrendering to that passion burning inside of me. With a primal hunger Leon quickly undresses me, then takes off his own clothes. Not long after I'm pressed against the wall, my legs wrapped around Leon's waist as he pistons into me, his cock hitting all the right spots every time. I moan loud enough to rival the thunder, photo frames beside us rattle from the force of our fucking, but we don't care. Leon groans, pressing his forehead to mine as he slams in and out of me. My nails scratch against his back as my nipples scrape against his hard chest, the slick from the rain and our sweat combines, making it easier for me to try and grind against him. 

"Fuck, you're so good for me." Leon roughly says, holding me up as he fucks me. I moan, fingers now burying into his hair as I feel my walls clench around him. Leon notices, and slows down, drawing out the agonising need to come. I writhe, silently pleading for him to speed up since this is pleasurable torture, but Leon knows how to make me feel good. I scream out as I come, then not long after Leon's spilling inside of me, whimpering as I milk him for all he's got. We both stay there, cocooned together out of the rain as we laugh at the suddenness of it all. 

"I should give you that kind of welcome home every time you come back from a ride." I huff as Leon sets me on my feet, already brushing my dampened hair away from my face as he gently kisses my forehead. 

"Yeah? I think I'd like that." Leon laughs, "I love you."

"I love you too. Come on, let's go get dried off."