Easy Rider: An MC Erotic Romance

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Authors: Kristin Fletcher
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

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