Easy Rider: An MC Erotic Romance

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on her, the softness of her skin, and the firmness of her muscles. He stood up and turned her again. She chuckled when she followed his eyes, as they immediately dropped to her breasts.
     
    “Still pleased to see me, I see,” he murmured, smiling.
     
    It was true, her nipples were erect; but, he had little ground to tease her. The state of his cock was no better.
     
    “And you’re not?”
     
    “I’ll always be pleased to see you.”
     
    She smiled, pleased at his words. She reached up to touch his cheek. It seemed to unhinge something inside him and he growled, as he turned her back around. Then, he pushed against her. She felt his hands on her breasts, as he kneaded them and played with her nipples. He had big hands, almost big enough to hold all of her breast; but, his touch was surprisingly tender and erotic. For a moment, she let him play. She liked his hands on her breasts, but she knew how he felt. She wanted him to take her again. She bent forward a little, as she reached back for his cock. Then, she pulled him towards her.
     
    “Fuck!” His exclamation turned her on even more, as he slid inside her. He was unable to control himself any longer.
     
    Ria could imagine what he was thinking. She moaned. He turned her, lifted her, put her legs around his waist, and thrust into her hungrily. He needed to let her know he was ready to see where this thing between them would go. She leaned against the wall and let him take her. She enjoyed the feel of his hard staff, as it rubbed against her sweet spot. When he broke, she was right there with him, wild for him. She was unable to stop the contractions of her pussy around his cock, as they came together.
     
    She whimpered this time, but he roared. It was as though he had not just come in his bed with her under him.
     
    They parted reluctantly. She rested against the wall and waited until he was ready to leave her. His climax had changed him. His lust was forgotten. He fondled her breasts and kissed her lips. He didn’t let her down until his cock slid out of her in a rush of their combined juices.
     
    Finally sated, they showered together, as they played with each other. They kissed. Their touches had become a combination of the sexual and the loving. He left the bathroom first, still totally naked. By the time she reached the kitchen, coffee was ready. Her promised dessert, warm brownies and vanilla ice cream, were on the counter
     
    “Thanks, Jay. I love brownies and ice cream,” she said, as she smiled at him. “You’re spoiling me,” she added.
     
    He laughed and drank his coffee, as he watched her eat the sweet treat daintily.
     
    “I don’t regret this, Jay,” she said, out of the blue. “I just didn’t expect it to be so...intense. Now, I feel...” She stopped again, unable to explain her feelings.
     
    He stood up and putting his mug down. Then, he went to stand behind her.
     
    “Do you feel this, baby?” he asked, as he pressed himself against her spine. He loved the way she gasped at the feel of his hardness against her. “It says I know exactly what you’re feeling.” He dropped a tender kiss on her head. Then, he continued. “What say we leave it like this? There’s something between us and we want to explore it. We can see where it might lead. I have to leave in the morning. We’ll plan to contact each other. Either when you finish the dig or when I finish the job. Then we can decide where to meet again. In the meantime, we can call each other, when we’re not too busy. Deal?”
     
    She nodded her agreement. He raised her head and took her lips again, unable to help himself. The kiss was sweet and warm. When he moved back to finish his coffee, she wondered if she would ever see him or the house again. Despite their plan to contact each other, she worried that when he left in the morning, out of sight would mean out of mind. He’d move on to the next conquest. It would probably be someone like the waitress in the

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