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Rough Rider: A Biker Erotic Romance
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behind the bar when we opened this morning. Does it have something to do with this Mickey person who got killed?”
     
    Hannah smiled, or at least tried to. “No,” she replied. “It has nothing to do with Mickey O’Brien, at least not directly. I can’t talk about it right now, but I will explain everything in a few days.”
     
    The rest of the day passed without incident, but Hannah and the rest of the baristas nervously watched the front door whenever it opened fearing that the Devil’s Angels would return. At seven, she slipped out the back door and walked rapidly down the alley to the lot where she parked her car.
     
    During the short ride to her apartment, her phone chirped indicating that she had a text. It chirped again as she parked at her apartment building. She read both texts, as she walked to her apartment from the car. The first was two words, “They’re baaack!” The second was a little longer and read, “They said they were sorry that they missed you, but would be here to see you in the morning.”
     
    As soon as she put her key in her door, William opened it from the inside. He looked quickly up and down the hallway and asked, “Are you sure you weren’t followed? I thought you weren’t off until nine?”
     
    Hannah explained what had happened and showed him the texts. “They know,” he said softly. “I’m sorry I got you into this. They probably think you’re my girlfriend. That means they might hurt you to get to me. I’m so sorry.
     
    “I wouldn’t mind you being my girlfriend. That part I wouldn’t be sorry about; but, I don’t want you to get hurt,” he said, as he grinned softly. He brushed her hair away from her forehead and said, “Star crossed-lovers from the very start, I guess.” Then, he lowered his head to kiss her lightly on the forehead.
     
    At least that was his intention, but Hannah turned her head upward toward him and sought out his lips with her own. The tingle that was there when his hand touched her flesh the night before was now a thousand times stronger. At first he tried to pull back from the kiss, but Hannah was insistent and he finally pulled her tightly into his arms and fully returned her kiss.
     
    After what seemed like forever, they pulled apart and stood looking at each other breathlessly. “Come with me,” she said, as she lightly grabbed his hands and pulled him toward her bedroom.
     
    “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.
     
    “No,” she replied. “I’m not sure, but we could both be dead by morning and I would rather go out thinking I shouldn’t have than die wishing I had.”
     
    “It may be more like wishing that I could have,” he answered. “I’ve got a hole in my gut held together with two staples, remember.”
     
    “There’s more than one way to make love,” she answered with a smile, as she pulled him through the door. “And the man doesn’t always have to do all the work.”
     
    They stood alongside her bed. She moaned softly, as he slipped her blouse off her shoulders. When he pulled her close to him, she could feel small pieces of metal against her skin. The staples felt especially cold against her hot skin. “You lay down on your back,” she said as she pushed him lightly toward the bed.
     
    She pulled his jeans off his legs and he slipped his briefs down and off, while she removed the rest of her clothing. As she crawled onto the bed, she said in a voice that was somewhere between throaty and a giggle, “I’ve always fantasized about going full cowgirl with somebody. Guess I can check that off my bucket list after tonight.”
     
    She kissed his chest and then dragged her hair across his face. She gasped in pleasure, as he reached up and tweaked her nipple. In return she kissed his nipples and began to position herself over his waist. Despite his wounds, he had definitely risen to the occasion.
     
    Hannah was surprised at how wet she was when she lowered herself onto his manhood. She knew
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