Ride Hard and Free (Biker Erotic Romance) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Emily Stone
noted with a smile, circling the bed like a she-wolf. “He invites a lot of female ‘friends’ back to spend the night with him.”
“Who are you?” Karen asked nervously, still hugging the sheets close to her chest.
“I’m his sister, you little skank,” was the nasty reply.
“I’m not a skank!” Karen shot back, indignantly.
“You’re in my house, and your nighttime workout with my brother woke me up,” she replied, “that makes you a skank. I could hear your squealing from the other end of the hall.”
“Well, I’m sorry for waking you up,” Karen said without much remorse, “but are you really just gonna stand there and insult me for it?”
“Oh! I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” Cole’s sister replied in a sarcastic apology, “can I take your order for breakfast?”
“No, that’s not what I meant–” answered Karen, caught wrong-footed by the comment.
“Jess!” called a loud male voice. “Stop terrorizing my guest.”
Cole walked into the room, fresh from the shower and wearing nothing but a bathrobe. Karen was at once relieved and embarrassed to see Cole. She was a stranger in this house, and had just been taken to task for sleeping with one of its residents.
Jess exited the room, scowling at her brother as she left, leaving Karen alone with Cole.
“Morning,” Cole said with a smile.
“Morning to you too,” Karen replied with a nervous smile.
“My sister’s usually nicer,” Cole assured her, “but she can be pretty uptight sometimes.”
“Thanks for the heads up,” Karen responded awkwardly, unable to look the man who’d deflowered her in the eye.
“There’s breakfast in the kitchen when you’re ready,” Cole offered.
“Thanks, but I–” Karen began searching around for her cocktail dress, “I need to get back to campus, my roommate’s probably worried sick.”
“Campus?” Cole said in mild surprise. “You’re a student?”
“Yeah,” Karen confirmed distractedly as she found her dress and started fishing around for her underwear.
“Cool,” said Cole, picking up Karen’s panties off the floor and offering them to her, “I’ll drive you back after breakfast.”
“Thanks,” Karen said, taking her underwear from Cole with a shamefaced look. She ought not be embarrassed about it, having just spent the night with him, and yet the full implications of what she’d done were only now starting to dawn on her.
***
The motorbike ride back was as exhilarating as the previous night’s had been, but it couldn’t mitigate the morning-after haze that clouded Karen’s thoughts. The fact that she was riding on the back of a bike while naked from the thighs down was bad enough; doing so in broad daylight, even with only a few people out and about on a Sunday morning, just made it worse.
As Cole sped down the street back toward her college, the full weight of what she’d done with him the previous night truly sank in for Karen. She was no longer a virgin, thanks to Cole. She’d promised her parents that she’d be a model student, and promised herself that she’d stay away from the usual vices of college life: drugs, liquor, and especially guys she didn’t know. In a single night, she’d violated two out of the three promises, and part of her felt like a whore for it. Worse, that the man she’d given her body to was exactly the sort of bad influence she’d always tried to avoid.
And yet she couldn’t deny the attraction to Cole that she’d felt almost as soon as they’d met. The confident way he carried himself and his smooth, unapologetic attitude, not to mention his rugged good looks and physical stamina. Karen found herself feeling sexually attracted to Cole, and why wouldn’t she? She knew what he could do in bed, and she knew he was skilled at it, in spite of it being her first time. But now that he’d had his way with her, was she a used
“Who are you?” Karen asked nervously, still hugging the sheets close to her chest.
“I’m his sister, you little skank,” was the nasty reply.
“I’m not a skank!” Karen shot back, indignantly.
“You’re in my house, and your nighttime workout with my brother woke me up,” she replied, “that makes you a skank. I could hear your squealing from the other end of the hall.”
“Well, I’m sorry for waking you up,” Karen said without much remorse, “but are you really just gonna stand there and insult me for it?”
“Oh! I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” Cole’s sister replied in a sarcastic apology, “can I take your order for breakfast?”
“No, that’s not what I meant–” answered Karen, caught wrong-footed by the comment.
“Jess!” called a loud male voice. “Stop terrorizing my guest.”
Cole walked into the room, fresh from the shower and wearing nothing but a bathrobe. Karen was at once relieved and embarrassed to see Cole. She was a stranger in this house, and had just been taken to task for sleeping with one of its residents.
Jess exited the room, scowling at her brother as she left, leaving Karen alone with Cole.
“Morning,” Cole said with a smile.
“Morning to you too,” Karen replied with a nervous smile.
“My sister’s usually nicer,” Cole assured her, “but she can be pretty uptight sometimes.”
“Thanks for the heads up,” Karen responded awkwardly, unable to look the man who’d deflowered her in the eye.
“There’s breakfast in the kitchen when you’re ready,” Cole offered.
“Thanks, but I–” Karen began searching around for her cocktail dress, “I need to get back to campus, my roommate’s probably worried sick.”
“Campus?” Cole said in mild surprise. “You’re a student?”
“Yeah,” Karen confirmed distractedly as she found her dress and started fishing around for her underwear.
“Cool,” said Cole, picking up Karen’s panties off the floor and offering them to her, “I’ll drive you back after breakfast.”
“Thanks,” Karen said, taking her underwear from Cole with a shamefaced look. She ought not be embarrassed about it, having just spent the night with him, and yet the full implications of what she’d done were only now starting to dawn on her.
***
The motorbike ride back was as exhilarating as the previous night’s had been, but it couldn’t mitigate the morning-after haze that clouded Karen’s thoughts. The fact that she was riding on the back of a bike while naked from the thighs down was bad enough; doing so in broad daylight, even with only a few people out and about on a Sunday morning, just made it worse.
As Cole sped down the street back toward her college, the full weight of what she’d done with him the previous night truly sank in for Karen. She was no longer a virgin, thanks to Cole. She’d promised her parents that she’d be a model student, and promised herself that she’d stay away from the usual vices of college life: drugs, liquor, and especially guys she didn’t know. In a single night, she’d violated two out of the three promises, and part of her felt like a whore for it. Worse, that the man she’d given her body to was exactly the sort of bad influence she’d always tried to avoid.
And yet she couldn’t deny the attraction to Cole that she’d felt almost as soon as they’d met. The confident way he carried himself and his smooth, unapologetic attitude, not to mention his rugged good looks and physical stamina. Karen found herself feeling sexually attracted to Cole, and why wouldn’t she? She knew what he could do in bed, and she knew he was skilled at it, in spite of it being her first time. But now that he’d had his way with her, was she a used
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