Easy Rider: An MC Erotic Romance Page 4

  “Did you see it?”

  “No.”

  “How big would you say it was? Ron Jeremy size? John Holmes?”

  “Who are they?”

  Sometimes Annie was amazed at how sheltered her friend’s upbringing had been. She had to be satisfied with, “It was big. Very big.”

  When Annie finally allowed her to go to sleep, Ria drifted off quickly. She still had a smile on her lips.

  By morning, her feeling of happiness had disappeared. She worried that she let a complete stranger touch her intimately. More importantly, she was concerned that she was starting to get involved. When he called at lunchtime to confirm their evening date, she recognized his number. Before answering, she handed her phone to Annie. She told her to tell Jay that she was unavailable to talk.

  An hour later, she was cleaning off an artifact with a small, soft brush. She heard a sound behind her. Warily, she started to turn around. She wondered what sort of wild animal she would face. There were coyotes and mountain lions in the area. She’d seen one of the latter the previous week. She was concerned, particularly since none of her fellow workers were nearby.

  It wasn’t a mountain lion or even a coyote; however, the creature behind her was just as dangerous. Jay stood there. His stance, a soldier at ease. His eyes unreadable. His face hard. She swallowed and stood stock still. She held the delicate find in her hand like a shield.

  “Hi,” she said when it appeared he wasn’t going to initiate the conversation. He didn’t answer. He just came closer. He looked threatening and she backed up a little. “What...what are you doing here?”

  He continued to study her. His eyes still hooded and his lips taut. She started to worry. He’d been nice to her so far, but his demeanor didn’t indicate nice was part of his current agenda. Finally, he spoke and said, “Do I look like the kinda guy you brush off with a message through a friend?”

  Ria swallowed again. She gripped the artifact in her hand so hard she worried it was going to break.

  “I...I’m sorry. I was busy,” she ended lamely. She didn’t know how to lie in the face of his anger.

  “And I guess I have nothing better to do than waste my time calling you, huh?”

  His tone was as hard as his face. Despite her fear, Ria felt the stirrings of her own irritation.

  “I don’t recall promising anything,” she said with asperity. “Look, we hardly know each other. When I had chance to think about it, I was just uncomfortable with what happened last night. I’m not the sort of person who picks up strangers in clubs.”

  “Last I checked, I was the one doing the picking up,” he snapped, as though it mattered who started it. “If you don’t want to see me again, at least have the courtesy to tell me to my face. Don’t get your girlfriend to do your dirty work for you.”

  “I didn’t say I didn’t want to see you again!” she protested.

  “No, you got her to say you were unavailable.” He reiterated the words she told Annie to relay to him. “So, were you going to wait until I showed up here this evening to turn me down?”

  He was right in front of her by now. The faint sheen of sweat on his nose and upper lip distracted her. She didn’t know whether she wanted to suck his lip into her mouth or punch him in the arm for suggesting she had been rude to him. The worst of it was, he was right.

  “I’m sorry, Jay, okay?” She suddenly felt like crying. She closed her eyes to stop her emotions from welling over. “I apologize for being rude. I’m just...” Her voice trailed off.

  “Scared?” he finished her sentence for her. It appeared to be her favorite word when talking about her relationship with men. Not receiving a response, he inhaled sharply and continued, “Fine, be scared. I’m definitely not one of these college boys. I said I wouldn’t hurt you in any manner and I won’t. I’d still like to spend this evening with you, even if all we do is listen to music and eat take out.”

  He stopped talking, but his eyes never left her face. When she looked down, he tilted her chin back up.

  “Look at me!” he demanded. “What do you say?” He waited patiently for her reply.

  Ria took a deep breath. “Okay,” she answered finally.

  “I’ll come by on the bike around seven, if that’s okay?” He waited until she nodded. Then, he brushed his thumb against her bottom lip before he walked away.

  She wasn’t aware she was trembling until she heard Annie’s voice in her ear.

  “Damn, Ria. He’s bloody hot! And he’s got a giant cock. What did he want?”

  “To tell me off for being rude,” Ria replied, smiling ruefully, “and to confirm our date for tonight.”

  Annie laughed softly. “He’s really into you, isn’t he?”

  Ria’s sigh stopped her laughter. “Maybe. He’s leaving tomorrow.”

  “What? Why?” Annie was shocked.

  “Work, he said. But he won’t tell me what he does.”

  “Perhaps he’s a white slaver. Maybe you’ll end up in a brothel in Marrakesh or as the mistress of an oil sheikh.”

  Ria smiled. Her friend could sometimes be a fool, but she had a way of putting things into perspective.

  For the rest of the day, she worked diligently. She pushed all thoughts of Jay out of her head until it was time to get ready for him. She didn’t feel like dolling up. Since she was going to be riding on his motorcycle, she donned a pair of black jeans and a new t-shirt.

  He arrived at just before seven o’clock. His motorcycle announced his imminent arrival almost a minute before he pulled into the camp. She was as excited as if it was her first date. Her heart thudded wildly in her chest.

  He stood astride his bike, its engine still running. Its muted roar made it difficult to hear what he said; but, he handed her a helmet and helped her strap it on. She admired the black leather vest he wore. It was a lavishly studded affair and gave him an even more rakish look. His long hair brushed the top of the jacket. It hung loose tonight, not tidied away in a ponytail.

  “I promised you a ride, remember?” It was the same corny joke he’d made last time, but she didn’t mind. “Climb up behind me and hold on to my waist. Don’t do anything to help me. Just enjoy the ride. Okay?”

  Ria nodded. She was a little afraid and a little excited. She mounted the machine with his help. Following his instructions, she immediately put her arms around his waist. He nodded to Annie and put the machine into gear. They pulled away from the camp in a cloud of sand and dust.

  They rode for a while. The evening air on her face was pleasant. She found herself starting to relax. She watched the land roll past and felt the throb of the machine between her legs. The action of the seat as it vibrated stimulated her clit. It was exhilarating. She let herself enjoy the buzz and wondered how much she could handle before she would need more.

  “You okay back there?” his voice interrupted her reverie.

  “Yes,” she said, as she smiled.

  Soon, the bike slowed and turned into the driveway of a sprawling ranch-style house. As they rode up the driveway, a dog came running alongside, barking wildly. He felt her grip tighten and reassured her, as he said, “Don’t worry. Bosley won’t hurt you. You’re with me.”

  He helped her off the bike and bent to pet his dog, a huge Doberman pinscher. It proceeded to sniff her, as if to ensure she was no threat to his master. Jay took her hand and led her indoors, leaving the dog at the threshold.

  “Good dog, Bosley.”

  Ria laughed. Jay complimented Bosley, but slammed the door in his face.

  “Poor thing,” she commiserated, chuckling.

  “Come through,” he invited her. “I bought Chinese. We can reheat it in the microwave. Then, we can eat and watch a movie in the kitchen, if you’d like.”

  Ria followed him into a huge country-style kitchen. At one end was the biggest flat screen television she had ever seen. She laughed, again.

  “I’m guessing you don’t cook much?”

  Jay chuckled. “Not much,” he agreed.
“It’s my mom’s place and she usually does that.”

  She looked at him quizzically and he hurried to explain.

  “When I’m in town, I crash here. She’s out of town at the moment and won’t be back until next Wednesday. We’re completely alone. No one will interrupt us, except perhaps Bosley.”

  His voice had changed. Ria marveled at how swiftly his demeanor moved from casual to seductive. He watched her as she hoisted herself over a stool at the counter. It was high, but accessible. Still, he hurried over and helped her up. As he stood beside her, his hands still around her hips, he leaned forward and kissed her.

  “Been needing to do that since you got on the bike,” he murmured. “That, and this,” he added, and stuck his tongue in her mouth. His tongue searched out her sweetness, as he suckled her. “I know we’re still relative strangers, but I can’t seem to help wanting to touch you and kiss you and...”

  He stopped and stepped away from her. He had to take a moment to slow himself down.

  After he recomposed himself, he said, “I’ll get dinner. I just need to warm it through. It shouldn’t take more than a few minutes.”

  He opened the packages and put them in the microwave. They were still warm and his estimate was probably correct. While the microwave reheated the food, he set out plates and serving cutlery on the table. Then, he offered her a drink. When the timer on the microwave sounded, he took the food from it and placed it on the table.

  They started to eat. As with their meal at the restaurant, they shared their food. He fed her some of his boneless ribs and she shared her chicken. He showed her how to use chopsticks. He laughed when the broccoli fell out of hers and onto the floor.

  When she got down from her stool to pick it up, he watched her ass fill the seat of her jeans. Quickly, he felt himself go rigid. He had been fighting an erection from the moment she wrapped her arms around him for the ride. He’d hoped she’d stroke him through his jeans, but she’d seemed preoccupied. Now, he couldn’t resist.

  He reached down and stroked her ass before she stood up. Startled, she whirled around. As she did, he grabbed her. Then, he pulled her up and into his embrace.

  “God, you’re so sexy, baby!” It wasn’t original, but he said what he felt.

  She wanted to answer in the same vein, but contented herself by rubbing her body against his erection. His kisses grew fevered and his hands roamed heatedly over her. Annie had asked if he was as big as Ron somebody or other. If Jay wasn’t, she was certain the man must be hung like a horse.

  “Time?” He desperately hoped she understood his poorly worded question.

  “It’s time,” she agreed.

  It was the only word he needed. He picked her up and set her on the counter, as he swept the food aside. Then, he settled his frame between her legs. They were breathless, hungry, almost desperate for each other. They were also so wound up, it was almost as if they didn’t know where to start.

  She started first, reaching for his shirt and then the buttons. Her shaking fingers worked rapidly. Her fingertips touched his skin and drove him wild. Spurred into action, he reached down and lifted her shirt. She pushed his hands underneath it and pulling the bra up and over her breasts. They were delightfully firm. He kneaded them slowly, as he pinched her nipples. Then, he cupped them in his hands, as if weighing them.

  “I’m ready for dessert,” he whispered. He pulled her t-shirt up far enough that he was able to suckle her breasts.

  She’d always liked her breasts sucked. Jay was good, his lips and teeth played with her breasts and nipples. He worshipped her naked flesh. He made her burn and cream with his attention so much that her first orgasm shocked her as it rolled over her. It was the first she’d ever had from being suckled. Jay felt her come, but kept suckling her. He kept her coming, while he fumbled with the clasp of her jeans.

  Removing her jeans without breaking contact was not easy. Once he got her panties and jeans from under her, he pulled them down and over her ankles. He searched for and found her clitoris. It was hot and swollen. He slid around the little bundle of nerves and rubbed it increasingly hard. The action made her come again. She called out wildly, as she bucked under his hand.

  In comparison to her second, her first climax had been almost subdued. As she came, she pulled at the back of his head. It was as if she was willing him to swallow her nipple. Her thigh muscles tightened, as she bucked and thrashed. Her bottom rose from the counter to meet his fingers, as her legs trembled.

  “Again?”

  For the first time in almost five minutes his mouth wasn’t attached to her nipples.

  “What do you mean?”

  Her question came out in between gasps.

  “Can you come again?”

  She could. She wanted his cock.

  “Yes.”

  Jay started slowly this time. He pulled her pussy back, exposing her distended clitoris. It was big enough for his mouth to suckle. When he brushed it with his index finger, she flinched. He smiled. She was obviously still coming down from her climax. He inserted two fingers into her soaking pussy. The walls were slick with her juices. He inserted a third finger and looked into her face. She watched his every move.

  “Ready?”

  She nodded and he started to finger fuck her. His fingers gradually worked their way deeper into her pussy. He could tell that she liked what he was doing to her. As she neared her climax, Ria pulled his head to her breasts and closed her eyes. She imagined it was his cock rather than his fingers inside her. He loved how receptive she was and how her passion made her ready to explode. He finger fucked her, alternating between kissing her mouth and suckling her breasts. Before long, she was over the top again. She almost flipped him off her as she arched and cried out in another orgasm. Her third climax was as powerful as her second had been.

  Jay was rock hard as he watched her lying on the counter, smiling. Her eyes closed as she came down from her orgasmic high. His cock was leaking pre-cum. He couldn’t wait any longer. He wanted inside of her desperately.

  “Come on,” he rasped.

  Ria smiled and Jay helped her off the counter. He carried her to the family room next to the kitchen. He was still dressed. Her efforts to remove his shirt had been abandoned. She had left it flapping open around him like wings. Sitting with her on the huge couch, he resumed his seduction. He spread her legs, as she leaned back against his chest. He kissed her slowly, building a fire of need between them that kissing alone could not quench. Then, he lay her down and caressed her cheeks. He kissed her over and over, as he wound her up with his hands and mouth.

  “Ready, baby?”

  She nodded as he spoke. He stood up to shed his clothes. He toed off his shoes and socks and reached for the button on his jeans. She lay on the couch watching intently. As he started to push his jeans and boxers down his hips, she asked, “Can I help?”

  Jay stared at her. His eyes glowed. “If you’d like.”

  Ria sat up and pushed his hands away, as she took over the undressing. His jeans and boxers fit snugly. As she slowly revealed his flesh, they both groaned. His cock was thick and long. She felt an overwhelming urge to taste him. She satisfied herself with stroking it and felt him flinch. Then, he palmed her head.

  Her musings were interrupted by his voice, hoarse with lust, as he said, “I’m going to make love to you better than you’ve ever had it, but only if you want me. I’ve told you I’m not going to be around. I don’t think you’re really a one-night stand kinda girl. Are you sure about this?”

  Giving in to her need to taste him, she grasped him firmly and licked him. Then, she opened her mouth over the deep red head of his cock and suckled him. When he hissed, she said, “I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t, Jay!”

  That was enough for him. He pushed her back down on the couch, as he admired how beautiful she was lying there. He leaned down and kissed her. His hands moved down her legs and found her soaking pussy. He slid down to taste her. He needed that final connection to he
r before he took her body in the way his own was desperate for. He licked her up and down, before thrusting his tongue hungrily inside. His tongue fucked her, as he fondled her clit. When he removed his tongue, he thrust two fingers inside her. She exploded with a harsh cry. Her body arched off the couch. She tasted like honey and cream. He was not a fanciful man, but that was the best description he could think of.

  Jay soothed her until the last spasms subsided and she lay limp. He was beyond ready. His cock was hard and primed. It was wet with his pre-cum and the remains of her saliva. He knew all he needed to do was mount her and slide between the velvety walls of her pussy. It was tempting, but he wanted to make their first time a memorable experience for both of them. He was so excited, he couldn’t guarantee he would last long enough to bring her to a climax.