Ride Around Town

It's been a while since you and Jason had some alone time. Between patrols, missions and training it leaves little time for the two of you to be together without eyes being on you. Today you had a very rare free day, if everything goes as planned that is.

You had an inkling that he had something in mind when he asked you to join him on a ride. Of course you accepted, it sounded like a good excuse to be alone for a while. It wasn't until he sat you in front of him on the bike that you realized that he had a different kind of ride on his mind.

"What?" His chuckle was somewhat muffled by his helmet, "Do you have any idea how pent up I've been? And now I have your perfect ass pressing up against me? And you expect me not to get hard?" Jason's hands grip the handles, engine roaring to life.

"Jason... you're driving." You attempt to move, intent on sitting behind him so he can focus easier. Jason's hands lands on your hip, stopping you before you can hop off.

"It's ok. No one can see. You just have to stand still. For now." Jason lets you settle back against him, your hands gripping his forearms as he races out on the road.

Every time he leans forward his hips jolt, you feel his hard cock rubbing against you. You're still in town and it takes all you have not to tell him to pull up into an alley, pull his pants down and fuck right there and then. But he knows what he's doing. He's teasing you. He always is. No matter how hard he gets he always teases you, makes you the one who ends up telling him to fuck you. It's a game of cat and mouse. And he always wins.

When he stops at the red light you can't help but roll your hips back. Jason swallows back a groan, "Naughty girl. You wanna get caught?" You can make out the huskiness of his voice even through the helmet.

"Not particularly. I think you're actually the one who wants to get caught. Why else would you do this?" You roll your hips again, you can't see Jason's eyes but you can imagine how they flutter close in pleasure.

"I thought I told you to hold still. We're almost there." The light turns green and he drives forward, fast, almost too fast. He's almost at his limit as well. As much as Jason loves to take a ride around town to relax, tonight it was just to rev you both up.

When he parks back in the garage you barely get your helmets off before his lips are on your neck, kissing, licking and nibbling on your flesh.

You try to move off the bike only for Jason's hands to stop you. His hands run up your body to cup your breasts over your shirt. You sigh and arch your back, "Bedroom?"

"No need babe." He sinks his teeth into your neck, leaving a little bite mark before smoothing over it with his hot tongue. "Turn around, I want you on my cock." Jason's grip lets up, allowing to turn around and face him. Your hands go to the zipper of his jeans, but before you can pull it down Jason stops you, "No, no just take your pants off and come here. I wanna try something." Jason pats his lap, a little smile on his face and a familiar glint in his eyes.

"You... what are you thinking?" You question but can't help but be intrigued. Jason merely shrugs and waits for you to discard your pants on the floor and straddle his lap. Jason takes off his gloves, his hands digging into your thighs, smoothing over them as you drape your arms over his shoulders.

He leans forward for a kiss. His lips are hungry on yours, his tongue even more so as he licks into your mouth, his hands slowly massaging your ass, making you moan and sigh against him. You can feel his cock moving, twitching in his pants, the harsh material of his pants providing more friction for you through the wet material of your panties.

It doesn't take long for your hips to start moving, rolling in his lap slowly, your hands tangling into and tugging his hair for a better angle to kiss him.

"You're getting my pants wet." Jason whispers as his lips travel lower across your neck. "It's making me so fucking hard." His hips roll upward, the bulge in his pants brushing against your clit. You hiss, the sound only encouraging him to do it again.

Jason buries his neck into your neck, leaving hickies wherever his lips reach. You press yourself closer to him, your chest pressing against his. If he wasn't wearing his suit he could feel your nipples through your shirt.

You hear him groan, "Fuck." He thrusts up hard and fast, "Come on babe, ride me faster, come on. You can do that for me can't you?" His breath is hot against your neck, his words making your brain stop working for a moment. So rather than use your words you make his eyes roll back by obliging with his request. "That's it. Doesn't that feel good?"

You can feel his cock pulsing even through the material of his pants. You love knowing he wants you just as much as you want him. You're close too, just a little more. Jason knows it too. His hand moves around, moves you panties to the side and quickly slips his finger in and out, only once before his hands are back on your hips, his hips now moving at a ruthless pace against yours. "Come for me babe."

That one moment of fullness, contrasted with the rough, his words hot against your skin and the quick humping is enough to send you over the edge, but Jason doesn't stop. "That's my girl." His hips don't slow down, even when you see his eyes roll to the back of his head in ecstasy. He groans as he spills his come into his boxers, a dark stain appearing on the front of his pants.

He wraps his arms around you as you fall forward against his chest, your thighs still shaking from your orgasm.

"Holy shit." You breathe against his neck.

Jason chuckles, slowly catching his breath, "I take it... you enjoyed the ride."

You laugh into his neck, "You could say that." You move your hips against his again.

"Oh, round two already?" He smirks down at you.

"I wouldn't be opposed. Though I think we should go change first. Maybe a shower?" Jason seems very interested in the shower part. He moves of the bike, his hands under your thighs, prompting you to wrap your legs around him. "Wait, my pants." You glance back only for Jason to capture your lips with his the moment you turn back to him.

"You won't need them." His tone sends pleasant shivers down your spine. You actually meant that you wanted to take a shower but it looks like Jason has far dirtier things on mind. Not that you can complain really, not when he looks at you with so much love and desire.

"Shower. Now." You smash your lips against, the warmth already pooling at the pit of your stomach again. Jason grins as he breaks the kiss, his course set. From that night on, the phrase "let's go for a ride" gets a whole new meaning for you two.