The Sheriff’s Daughter
Biker!Steve x Reader
Masterlist
Warnings: Pure smut, choking, sort of public sex, probably law breakage in there too, Steve (the man is a walking warning friends).
A/N: This is another smutty drabble and moodboard for @lancetuckershairgel 1k follower celebration, enjoy!
Smut under the cut
“Oh fuck, that’s it Sweetheart.” Steve grunted as he thrust into you, the firm grasp of his hand on your thigh while he rested his other hand on your stomach, trailing his fingers down to your soft core, thumb gently circling your clit.
Steve played with you at a deliciously slow pace as he slammed into you, the contrast of his movements made you want to moan and make as much noise as you wanted, but Steve had made you promise to be quiet or you’d run the risk of getting caught.
The coolth of metal tapped gently against your leg and you heard the jingle of the handcuff still on Steve’s wrist, the other end of the cuff unlocked and open. You’d hurriedly unlocked one side, but never quite got to unlocking the other.
Something about how forbidden the vulgar act was sent a thrill through you and it was as if you wanted to get caught, not that it would do either of you much good, but the fact that your father could enter his office any second to see you, his daughter spread out on his desk with Steve cock deep in you was both terrifying and exciting and it fuelled you both even more to continue the indecent act.
Steve loved it, loved the fact that he had the sheriff’s sweet, innocent daughter who fooled everyone with her beaming smiles and floral dresses. On the outside you were a good girl, did everything your father told you, or so he thought. Little did he know you were madly in love with the person he hated with a passion and possibly even worse, you were the reason he’d managed to get out of jail so many times.
“Gonna have to book it out of town after this Sweetheart.” Steve grunted as he thrust into you at an unforgiving pace, knocking the papers that were piled next to you off the desk in a flurry. “Take me with you.” You whispered, hands reaching up, fingers tracing along his bearded jawline and Steve hummed, slowing a little in pace, savouring the feel of you, not just around him, but the unfamiliar touch of love you had brought him.
“M’not leavin’ without you.” He assured you, giving you a lopsided smile as he worked your clit gently. “I’d never do that.” Steve murmured gently against your skin as he leaned down to kiss down your neck, leaving a trail of little marks on your skin before his lips closed around one of your nipples, his tongue flicking around the soft bud as he thrust himself into you.
Steve’s tenderness quickly moved back into his rough demeanor as he slammed into you, thrusts becoming sloppy, pressing harder against your clit, working the slightly calloused pad of his thumb over your sensitive bud, making you whine louder than you meant to, but he didn’t care. “Fuck, c’mon Sweetheart, cum for me.” He grunted. “Wanna feel you so bad.” Steve worked you harder, faster and revelled in the sweet moans you rewarded him with.
His free hand with the cuff still clasped around his wrist trailed up your side, tracing over a nipple, tugging gently on it before he reached your neck, fingers slowly and gently closing around the sides of your throat, only enough to put little pressure where you needed it and the feeling had you reeling as you neared your orgasm.
You grabbed at his wrist with your delicate fingers, nails digging slightly into his tattooed skin. “Fuck, you’re so gorgeous, always so good for me, Sweetheart, always my best girl.” The words spilled out through gritted teeth and Steve wasn’t entirely sure what he was saying, but his words elicited a little whine from you.
He loved the way your lips parted, loved the way he felt your muscles starting to tense around him as he brought you closer. “Fuck, I’m gonna reward you real good later Sweetheart, make you feel so good.” He grunted, rutting into you harder, skin slapping against skin, his thumb moving so quickly, but not quite quickly enough to send you over the edge.
“That’s it, let go for me Sweetheart.” Steve softened his voice a little. “Let go for me.” His voice was deep and rough, but he had a sweet edge to his tone and you finally felt bliss rush through you, everything feeling hazy as you cried out, Steve’s hand gently clasping over your mouth to dampen your moans as he worked you through your euphoria, taking two more heavy thrusts before he toppled over the edge.
Steve groaned as he came, lips falling open as he tilted his head back with pleasure and grunted as he worked himself through the pleasure. Leaning forwards, he rested his head on your shoulder, outgrown hair gently tickling along the delicate, exposed skin above the neckline of your dress.
He pressed gentle kisses to your collarbone and up your neck until he reached your lips, capturing you in a deep, loving kiss, claiming you as his. He hummed low and soft when he felt you gently pass your fingers through his hair and he lifted his head a little to look down at you with a dreamy look in his eyes.
He smiled softly at you, slowly getting up with a grunt and pulling out of you, reaching for your father’s discarded tie and using it to wipe up the mess he’d left on you. “I’ll take real good care of you, I promise.” Steve grinned, helping you to stand up straight and smooth out your clothes, pausing when he heard the thud of footsteps outside and he glanced towards the half open window. “Let’s get out of here Sweetheart.”
