Rough Rider: A Biker Erotic Romance Read Online Free Page A
Author: Tamara Knowles
she was turned on and expected to be ready, but she was more than ready. She was sloppy wet and her juices dribbled down his engorged cock as he entered her. He attempted to thrust slightly upward into her, but gasped and winced and fell back.
“I said I’d do all the work,” she said sternly. “You’re the patient and I’m your naughty nurse.”
He laughed and said, “That another one to check off your bucket list?”
She replied, “This may be our last night to work on that list, so I guess I’d better make the best of it.”
She closed her eyes and began rocking slowly back and forth on his penis. She had never ridden a man before. The sensations were totally different than with a man on top. In and out movement was minimal, but the pressure against her labia and clit was much more pronounced. There was also a front to back movement of his penis within her that put pressure on places where she had never felt pressure before.
She could feel herself building. Then, William’s hands were on her breasts and stroking her back and buttocks. Her passion began to race upward toward that elusive peak. She could feel herself pushing harder with each rock of her hips. She could also feel herself losing control. She attempted to say something, but all that came out were guttural gasps and groans. Then, she felt him erupting within her.
As he climaxed, he involuntarily squeezed her breasts and that final rush was all it took for her to also reach her peak. A loud, keening wail escaped her lips and she collapsed on his chest, hungrily seeking out his mouth with her own.
She could feel William’s arms pulling her tight against his chest. As her mind cleared, she asked, “Are you OK?”
He smiled back at her. “I am more than OK,” he replied. “And for some reason, I now think I know what we have to do so that we have more time to work on our bucket lists.” His hands moved to Hannah’s thighs and he held her in place as he spoke. “But you will have to trust me,” he said as he stroked her legs.
In response, she wiggled slightly on his lap, bringing a gasp of pleasure– or was it pain, from him as he tried to speak. She remained still, but did not lift herself off of him as he explained his plan. When he was finished, she asked, “Do you think it’ll work?”
“We’ll know tomorrow,” he answered, “but either way, it gets you out of the line of fire.” Then, he grunted slightly and said, “Right now, cowgirl, I think your horse needs to go take a piss, so if you would please dismount, I’ll go take care of that.”
Hannah laughed and carefully pulled herself clear of his manhood. She remained in bed while he went to the bathroom, and when he returned, cuddled in close against him. There really wasn’t anything else left to say, so he held her in his arms and they eventually drifted into sleep.
***
First thing in the morning, Hannah called work and left a message on the answering machine. “If anyone asks about me,” she said, “tell them that I will be coming in at 9:30.” She added softly, “That will be after the morning rush and before the noon rush, so things can get resolved with minimal fuss and bother.” She then took a shower and fixed William her standard breakfast of bacon and eggs.
At 9:25, Hannah slipped into the Morning Star Coffee Shop by the back door. She was carrying a large bundle in a paper bag. After she put on her smock and name tag, she walked out of the back room and directly over to the table in the corner where three of the Devil’s Angels sat. She laid something on the table in front of them and said quietly, “The Wheels are dead. William is gone. The neighborhood is yours.”
One of the three reached out and lifted the leather jacket out of the bag, so he could see the flaming wheel on its back and the name, Wheels from Hell Motorcycle Club , emblazoned on it. He stuck his finger through the knife
“I said I’d do all the work,” she said sternly. “You’re the patient and I’m your naughty nurse.”
He laughed and said, “That another one to check off your bucket list?”
She replied, “This may be our last night to work on that list, so I guess I’d better make the best of it.”
She closed her eyes and began rocking slowly back and forth on his penis. She had never ridden a man before. The sensations were totally different than with a man on top. In and out movement was minimal, but the pressure against her labia and clit was much more pronounced. There was also a front to back movement of his penis within her that put pressure on places where she had never felt pressure before.
She could feel herself building. Then, William’s hands were on her breasts and stroking her back and buttocks. Her passion began to race upward toward that elusive peak. She could feel herself pushing harder with each rock of her hips. She could also feel herself losing control. She attempted to say something, but all that came out were guttural gasps and groans. Then, she felt him erupting within her.
As he climaxed, he involuntarily squeezed her breasts and that final rush was all it took for her to also reach her peak. A loud, keening wail escaped her lips and she collapsed on his chest, hungrily seeking out his mouth with her own.
She could feel William’s arms pulling her tight against his chest. As her mind cleared, she asked, “Are you OK?”
He smiled back at her. “I am more than OK,” he replied. “And for some reason, I now think I know what we have to do so that we have more time to work on our bucket lists.” His hands moved to Hannah’s thighs and he held her in place as he spoke. “But you will have to trust me,” he said as he stroked her legs.
In response, she wiggled slightly on his lap, bringing a gasp of pleasure– or was it pain, from him as he tried to speak. She remained still, but did not lift herself off of him as he explained his plan. When he was finished, she asked, “Do you think it’ll work?”
“We’ll know tomorrow,” he answered, “but either way, it gets you out of the line of fire.” Then, he grunted slightly and said, “Right now, cowgirl, I think your horse needs to go take a piss, so if you would please dismount, I’ll go take care of that.”
Hannah laughed and carefully pulled herself clear of his manhood. She remained in bed while he went to the bathroom, and when he returned, cuddled in close against him. There really wasn’t anything else left to say, so he held her in his arms and they eventually drifted into sleep.
***
First thing in the morning, Hannah called work and left a message on the answering machine. “If anyone asks about me,” she said, “tell them that I will be coming in at 9:30.” She added softly, “That will be after the morning rush and before the noon rush, so things can get resolved with minimal fuss and bother.” She then took a shower and fixed William her standard breakfast of bacon and eggs.
At 9:25, Hannah slipped into the Morning Star Coffee Shop by the back door. She was carrying a large bundle in a paper bag. After she put on her smock and name tag, she walked out of the back room and directly over to the table in the corner where three of the Devil’s Angels sat. She laid something on the table in front of them and said quietly, “The Wheels are dead. William is gone. The neighborhood is yours.”
One of the three reached out and lifted the leather jacket out of the bag, so he could see the flaming wheel on its back and the name, Wheels from Hell Motorcycle Club , emblazoned on it. He stuck his finger through the knife
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