Riding with the Bad Boy (A Dark Motorcycle Club Romance) (2 page)

O
nce I was
sure she was out of the clubhouse I emerged from my room and walked on the little Corridor towards the small bar where I knew coyote would be waiting.

H
e sat at the bar
, a drink in his hand as he watched me walk into the room. I felt like his eyes were always on me, no matter where I went. Was this the way it was going to be while I was living here?

"
Y
ou wanted to see me
?" I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of being a unique lady. No, I was strong and I wanted to come off that way. The club didn't scare me. This life didn't scare me.

"
I
did
. What took you so long?" He was such an impatient man and I wondered how in the hell he got to be the prez of a powerful M.C. like this one.

"
I
was still hanging
out with my ‘girlfriend'." I tried not to stare, those intense eyes are always on me and he was so handsome. I couldn't help it if all I wanted to do was look over his muscular form. Unfortunately for me, he noticed.

"
I
wanted
to talk to you about the ground rules of you staying in this place." He slammed the bourbon on the table and turned towards me, giving me his full attention.

"
W
hat ground rules
? I'm here because I have to be and I'm doing my best to stay away from any kind of trouble. I agreed to let you chaperone me as I go to school. What more you want?" I was ready for a fight, always. It was what made me so well suited to law school. At least that was what Bear kept telling me.

I
want
to make sure that you know what these men are. What they're capable of. What I'm capable of. You're a gorgeous woman, and they don't necessarily care that your brother is the vice president of the little club. They'll take whatever chance they can get to make you one of theirs."

"
O
ne of their what
?" I asked as I looked into his eyes. Somehow I had a feeling that he wasn't just talking about them. It seemed like he was talking about himself.

"
O
ne of their whores
."

"
I
s
that what you see me as?" I asked as I looked them over. There's no way I was ever going to be a club for. But I wanted to know what he thought of me. What he really thought of me.

"
I
see
you as somebody needs to be protected. I used to see you as a little girl, but now..." He trailed off as he looked into my eyes. " You are a very beautiful woman, and that's what makes you staying here nearly as dangerous as you staying in the college dorms this hasn't gone unnoticed by me or the other men. You need to be aware of that ."

H
e never said
anything to me like that before. Coyote had always been tight-lipped about his thoughts. I couldn't imagine what Was going on in the club to make him tell me something like that. Any sense of security I had before he said those words vanished. I wanted which would be better, to be here among men who I knew or to be living on college campus waiting for strangers to come and attack me.

"
T
here would never let
that happen. Bear would never let that happen."

M
y brother would do
anything in his power to protect me. It didn't matter if it was some strangers for the man he considered to be his brothers.

"
H
e would
, and so would I. But that doesn't mean that you don't provide a temptation for the men. One that I think it's important that you be aware of. "

"
S
o you're saying
you can't control your own men?" I knew I was treading a fine line, but I couldn't let this go. This kind of patriarchy was the reason that I was trying so hard to get out of the club. Even if I was always going to be attached to them, I could live my own life alongside it.

"
W
hat I'm saying
, little girl, is that I find you too deliciously sinful for words." He grabbed me and pulled me into him, his breath hot as he came down on my lips giving me a kiss that I didn't expect.

I
t took my breath away
, taking all of my sanity with it. I couldn't believe he was kissing me. This man that I had a crush on since I was just a teenager and now here he was his hands running through my hair, his lips hard on my own, his teeth scraping against them.

I
t was
the kind of kiss I'd always dreamed of. The kind that no mere college boy could produce. The kiss of a man who knew what real danger was, and how to cherish every moment of life. I unraveled in him, pulling him closer to me, my breasts against his hardened chest muscles, my lower half hot against the stiff cock that was pressing against his pants.

H
e wanted me
, and the feeling was completely mutual.

"
F
uck
. This can't happen." He said, his voice deep and gravelly as he pulled away from me. My hair was a mess from his hands running through it, my body wrecked. I wanted him.

"
Y
es we can
, Coyote," I said, pulled him back into me, this time kissing him, giving him permission. He had no idea how much I wanted him, but I aimed to show him as I pressed my body up against him, my breasts hard against his muscular chest. I pulled out all the stops. It was foolish, it was stupid, but I didn't care. I was ready for this.

"
Y
ou don't know
what you're agreeing to," he warned after another long kiss.

"
I
don't expect
anything from you. I know the kind of man you are. Don't think I am oblivious." I hesitated. I didn't know if that was really something I could handle, but I was willing to try. I'd always wondered what his kiss felt like, and now I knew. But it left me wanting even more. I was willing to let go of any illusion that he'd want more than a one-night stand.

"
T
hen you don't know
me well at all, Charlotte." He whispered that name like he'd been holding onto it for a while. "I've wanted you from the moment you graduated high school. Sexy and smart, confident in yourself. I knew what was best for you was for you to stay as far away from me as possible, so I paid for your schooling and I kept you away from the club house. Now, though, you're here, and I can't deny what I want any longer."

H
e picked me up
, something no one had ever done, and I wrapped my legs around his torso as he pulled me into another deep kiss. "Fuck it. I can't fucking stand it any longer. I have to have you."

C
oyote let
me back through the main use of the clubhouse hallway to a room I've never been. It was his main bedroom; it had a large bed in the center of the room and not much else. The Spartan nature me think that he only used it for one thing. Fucking woman.

"
G
oddammit
, Charlotte. I didn't think I'd ever get the chance have you. You're so fucking beautiful." He laid me down on the bed and looked over me like he was surveying his territory.

I
never felt
sexier in my entire life. With his eyes looking over my body, everything was hot. It all felt like I was aflame. The heat started between my legs and fanned out to my entire body, surrounding me until I was so uncomfortable and bothered all I could do was mew. I reached for him, and he let himself be caught, crashing into me. His kisses were furious as he slipped his hands into my shirt and pulled it over my head, exposing my bare tummy, my bra still on.

"
D
ammit
, Charlie. What do I have to do to see those big beautiful breasts of yours?"

"
I
think
it's pretty easy," I said smiling. "All you have to do is ask." I reached back behind me and grabbed the clasp of my bra, waiting. "Ask."

"
S
how
me your big beautiful tits, Charlie." Close enough. I unclasped the bra and released my breasts, the cold air kissing my nipples and making them hard as soon as it came into contact with them.

F
uck
. I wanted his lips on them, warming them. I was tempted to reach out and grab his head and pull it to me, but I just sat there on the bed, looking boldly into his eyes. I challenged him directly. Wanted to see where it would go.

H
e walked
over to the other side of the room where a lone lounge chair resided and sat down on it. "Come here." He called. "But take off your clothing. I want you totally naked."

"
W
hy
?"

"
B
ecause I want
you to dance for me." There was no music; it was just him and me in the backroom. Was he crazy?

S
omething told
me we both were.

I
pulled
myself off of the bed and walked towards him, my pants still on. I kicked off my boots and took another step closer, grabbing the button of my pants and undoing it, they were down in just a moment, leaving me in a cute little thong that was mostly lace.

I
crawled
on his lap and started giving him the best approximation of a lap dance that I could think of. The only music was the tune I was playing in my head. It was a sexy rock song with a good beat.

I
looked
into Coyote's eyes and popped my hips rubbing against that already hard cock in his jeans.

H
e slipped
his hand into my panties, running his fingers along the line of fabric all the way down to my clean-shaven mound. He dipped further, finding my wet slit. Fuck. It was too wet.

I
felt
like some kind of exotic dancer or porn star, dancing on his lap as I ground my pelvis into him. It was something I never thought I do I never thought I'd have to do.

I
leaned
into him and threw my hips against his body, his hot cock begging for a release as it struggled against his jeans.

I
was
the one in charge, at least temporary. I was the naughty girl. I wanted to make Coyote beg for me. So I rocked back and forward and reach my hand around snack my nails digging in as I thrust. I could tell he liked it; it was exactly what he wanted. It was the only way I could think to drive him over the edge.

"
C
ub
, you're doing so well it's almost like you've done this before."

"
N
o
, I haven't ever tried something like this." But it was like I was possessed. I wanted this. Wanted to do this so badly.

J
ust like that
he took a hold off the last scrap of clothing that I was wearing and pulled it off. I was there naked with him beneath me, still fully clothed. I wasn't going to let that stand now; I wanted to feel his flesh. So, I pulled off that cut of his, and that shirt, to reveal his strong, muscular form. It was everything I thought it be, everything I dreamed about all those years. I never expected him to actually look like my fantasies.

H
e stood up
, and instantly my legs wrapped around his waist, holding on for dear life. It was becoming a habit. Then he carried me to the bed and laid me back down onto it. Shucking off his pants and boxers, he did just what I wanted. It left him completely and fully naked, his cock at attention. It was then that he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a condom. He ripped off the foil and held it out, giving it to me. "Put this on for me, baby."

I
obliged
him rolling that condom over the hard hot throbbing member. He was so big, I was afraid the condom wouldn't fit, but sure enough it did. Just like that he was ready to go.

"
B
aby you have
no idea what you do to me."

I
had some idea
; obviously, he was the one showing how much he wanted me. Still, if he were to feel the slickness between my thighs he would have no doubt that it was a mutual attraction.

I
tugged
on his hard cock a few times, feeling how big he was, making him moan. He was so big that I could barely get my fingers around it. But somehow I managed.

I
tried
to imagine what this is going to be like, all those years of dreaming about his body. About him fucking me. But I had a feeling I wasn't ready for anything like this. Coyote was the kind of man that I'd always been told to stay away from. The perfect example of a biker who I wanted to distance myself from as much as possible. Telling a teenage girl something like that only served to make him the object of all my fantasies.

S
till
, I wasn't prepared for what was going to happen next. I wasn't prepared for him bending down over my body. His lips were so close to me that I was shocked when it was his finger I felt slip between my folds. I moaned so loud, I swore I was the coyote. Howling over the moon. He plunged a finger in and out of me.

"
D
amn girl
, you were wet before you're really gushing now. You want me that bad?" I was so fucking wet for him, I would've said yes to anything he asked, I wanted him that bad. I just nodded and let out a small mew. He was in charge, and I was just along for the ride.

I
sucked
in a breath and waited for what I knew was going to happen. I was still shocked when his lips met my own so that he could taste my sweet nectar. He found my clit and flicked it once. Twice. And then he latched on flicking and rapidly lapping at me. The president of Snake Bite Motorcycle Club was eating me out.

I
bucked
my hips and protests, but there was no way I can stop. There was no way that I would do anything and this fantasy. So I tried to stay still but I couldn't help but buck into him.

I
was so close
. So close to coming, I wasn't sure much longer I could last.

"
P
lease
..." I cried, afraid that he would stop doing what he was doing. Afraid that he would pull up away from my body too soon, putting out the fire he was building. I could feel him smile at my please, his mouth widening over the most sensitive part of me.

H
e spoke
, his vibration sending tingles to my body. "Little girl, you have no idea what you gotten yourself into. Go on and cum, Charlotte. I'm gonna make you wish you never said yes. The level of pleasure that you're about to feel is going to be too much for the body to take."

I
t was then inserted
a second finger into me as he started thrusting in and out of my pussy. It was almost too much to bear. I was going to come, right then and there just like he commanded.

H
e knew exactly
what he was doing, exactly what kind of torture he was trying to inflict. Everything he wanted, he was getting. His touch was pushing me into overdrive, and his call for me to come was working. My body backed into his mouth as I moaned, my screams echoing across the club. Everyone could hear me, I was sure of it. I didn't give a fuck.

I
let
the orgasm wash over my body, taking me for a ride as he refused to let up, pulling out only when he was certain I was done. He crawled up my body, his goal achieved. I could tell by the smile on his face that he got exactly what he wanted. I still wasn't ready for him, but it didn't matter. He was going to have me. All of me.

C
oyote kissed
my neck and used to knee to nudge my thighs apart. It was then what I realized what he was about to do. He inserted himself into me this hard, throbbing cock, filling me, pressing against the walls of my pussy. I felt like I was like a wild woman, the kind who fucked whoever they wanted, whenever they wanted. I knew one thing for sure. I wanted him. I wanted this. I rose my hips to meet his, thrusting into him. It felt so good, I knew I would never forget it. He filled me completely. It was so fucking amazing that I knew I'd made the right decision.

"
F
uck
." He looked down over, "Damn, girl, you are so fucking tight."

I
grabbed
his neck and held on tight reaching out to him for the ride, the friction that we were creating sending me to a whole new level of pleasure. I wasn't new to sex, I'd experimented, and after all, that was what college is all about. But I've never been fucked by a man like Coyote.

I
t felt so
good that I was almost in another state of ecstasy, my orgasms building one on top of another. I tried to hold back, but I just couldn't, another wave of pleasure crashing over me. I shrieked, my body constricting around his hard cock. He didn't care; he kept going pushing my orgasm to new heights until he too was moaning, his cock ejaculating right into that condom.

I
nstead of collapsing
on top of me, he pulled my body over his so that I was on top of him, my body covering his like a blanket. It was almost sweet, the two of us laying there his cock going soft inside of me.

A
fter a long silence
, he finally spoke. "Baby girl, you are mine. From this moment on you are not to share your body with anyone else."

"
I
thought
this was a one-time thing," I looked to him, a little bit confused.

"
I
t was meant to be
, but now that I've had you, there is no way in hell I can share." He kissed me again, hard at first, but it softened at the end, and I knew there was no way he was lying. I needed him again too.

I
was now
property of the club president.