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Ericsookieforever Prompt: How about another request, amara/haruka and Serena being cozy on amara/haruka's motorcycle. Darien sees them and gets the wrong idea, and guess who decided to come out and play? My absolute fave of course ...a jealous possessive Darien! Please! Thanks!
Tears fell down Serena's face as she sat on Amara's motorcycle. Amara wiped them away and said, "I'm sure he loves you, kitten. How could he not?"
Serena nodded sadly and placed her head on Amara's shoulder. "I hope so."
"Have you told him you love him?"
"No… but-"
"Kitten, think about how much you love him, and you haven't told him. Now, at least consider he's the same way." She climbed on her motorcycle in front of Serena and put on her helmet.
Serena smiled at her in gratitude. "Thank you. I'll talk to him." Serena put her helmet on and wrapped her arms around Amara, holding on tight as they drove off.
Darien saw Serena on some guy's motorcycle from across the street. He knew she loved riding on his, and he offered to take her on it any time. Why would she ask someone else? He then saw the man brush her cheek, and Serena smiled. Darien's gut clenched. He stayed rooted in his spot as Serena leaned on his shoulder. The guy said something to Serena, and she beamed at him. Soon they were driving off with her arms wrapped tightly around him. He hated that man. He knew how good it felt to have Serena's arms wrapped around him while he took her for a ride on his motorcycle. He knew how much it turned him on. She was his! What was she doing with that other guy? Wasn't he enough? He'd show her he was all she needed.
Two hours later, Serena knocked on his door. He had been pacing for over an hour, and he was so wound up he was ready to snap. He knew he couldn't lose her. She was the most important thing in his life. He would fight anyone for her. He opened the door, pulled her in the apartment, and pressed her against the wall. He heard her purse drop as he kissed her hard and pressed himself up against her. He stepped back and noticed how sexy she looked. He'd completely missed what she was wearing when she was cuddled up with that other man.
She smiled up at him when he broke the kiss. "That was a really nice surprise, Darien. You aren't usually passionate. I like it."
His mind reeled, was that the problem? Was he not normally passionate enough for her? He held back with her. He didn't want to overwhelm her with his deep desires. He grabbed her wrists, pinned them above her head on the wall, and kissed her hard again. He then rocked his hard cock up against her. He pulled back and said, "You are mine." He stepped back, lifted her in his arms, and took her to the bedroom.
He stripped off her clothes. She might have been touched by another man, but she had only ever been in his bed. He intended to keep it that way. He was going to show her how passionate he could be. She wouldn't need another man when he was through with her. He pulled off her clothes with practiced ease and then he stripped too. "Spread your legs!" He demanded. Then he pinned them open and licked her pussy. "You are so wet." He growled against her pussy, and she quivered. He then licked and sucked her until she orgasmed, screaming his name.
He sat back on his haunches and relished how blissed out she looked. She was still spread for him and only him. "Roll over, ass up." He smiled as she complied. They had a trust between them and a safe word. He grabbed her hair in one hand, pulled her head back, and thrust his cock into her. He started driving himself into her hard. She was moaning and writhing underneath him. "Tell me it's only me you want!" He thrust into her hard when he said that.
"Yes!... Only you!" She moaned in pleasure.
His other hand was holding him up on the bed so he could get the right angle. He fucked her and heard their skin slapping together. He pulled her hair a bit harder, and she moaned out lustily. "Tell me it's only my cock you want in you."
She groaned and moaned as he took her. "Only your cock!" She whimpered. "It's so good!"
He thought about the other man she was with. He needed to be the one to satisfy her. He needed to be the only man that touched her. He was so jealous. He wanted to erase the memory of him from her. He heard his balls slapping against her, and he grunted. "Tell me you're mine!"
"I'm yours in every way!"
He lost it completely then. She was his and only his. He fucked her hard into the bed then released her hair and began flicking her clit. He loved the sound of her screaming out in pleasure. His name sounded so good on her lips. He rutted into her and heard her orgasm. He wasn't done with her though. He went back to pulling her hair, and he drove himself into her hard eight more times before he came hard inside of her and collapsed next to her.
She laid there sated and smiled at Darien. "Wow, that was amazing. It's always incredible though."
He sighed and looked her in the eyes. "Then why were you cuddled up with that other man?"
"I wasn't cuddled up with any other man." She sat up and glared at him. "I would never do that, Darien."
He grabbed her naked breasts and pressed her down on the bed, hovering over her. "But, you did. Don't lie. I saw you with him today." He was angry that she was denying it.
"What are you even talking about?!" She looked at him in confusion and hurt. "I would never!"
"You were with him on his motorcycle. He caressed your cheek, and you put your head on his shoulder. Then you went for a ride with him." He pinched her nipples. "You're mine!"
She laughed in his face. "I told you about my friend Amara?" He nodded. "That's her."
"What?!"
"I told you she dresses like a man, didn't I?"
"...Yes."
She looked at him with a sassy look and said, "And, that was her. She was wiping tears away when she touched my cheek. She was comforting me."
Darien released her, flopped on his back, and put his hands to his face. "That's such a relief!" He looked over at her. "Wait! Why were you crying?"
She sighed and closed her eyes. "You've never told me you love me. She pointed out that I hadn't said it either and that I needed to talk to you about it."
"What are you talking about, Serena? Of course I love you." He looked at her in confusion.
"You never said it."
He got her to look at him and he said, "I didn't know I needed to. I thought it was obvious. I knew you loved me too, and you never said it. I just figured we both knew. I wouldn't have slept with you if I didn't love you. I assumed it was the same for you."
She smiled at him. "It was." She kissed his cheek. "You love me?"
"I really do, Buns. If I had known you weren't sure about my feelings, I would have said it a long time ago."
She blushed. "I just love you so much that I was afraid to hope for too much. You're too good to be true."
He shook his head. "Serena, I was terrified of losing you today. You're everything to me. I love you."
"I love you too."