The Billionaire Biker's Bitch 2 (5 page)

After a few moments of appreciating the view, she did a quick spin and broke free of his grasp to check out the rest of the suite. She found a powder room and a kitchenette off the sitting room.
 

“I think we’re underdressed for this place,” she said, noting the elegance of her surroundings.

“Then let’s take our clothes off and stay naked until we can order up what you think we need,” Alex said, pulling off his shirt as he strode toward the bar.

Claire giggled and made her way past him, down a short hallway to an enormous master suite. The penthouse must have stretched the length of the building because the bedroom and
en suite
bath also sported corner panoramic ocean views.

 
She turned to rejoin Alex, but he was walking into the room with two glasses of champagne.
 

“I was going to make us martinis, but they had a bottle of
Dom Perignon
chilling in the ice bucket. Seemed more appropriate, don’t you think?”

Claire took the goblet he held out to her, and they clinked glasses.
 

“To an evening of reunion and a weekend of debauchery,” Alex said with a wink.

Claire took a sip from her glass. She wasn’t much of a champagne drinker, but this was totally different than anything she’d ever sampled. “Mmm, this is good.”

Alex laughed. “You sound surprised.”

“I’ve never much had a taste for champagne.”

“Nobody does until they drink the good stuff.”

The bubbly tickled her nose, but she drained the glass. She remembered she needed to text Dani and reached for her phone. Alex took her glass, set it on the windowsill with his, and put his arms around her waist as she reached for her back pocket.
 

“One sec,” she whispered in his ear. “I’ve got to let Dani know not to wait for me.”

As fast as she could send her message, he was faster. By the time she put the phone down after typing out “Don’t wait for me. Talk tomorrow,” her skirt and panties were around her ankles and her halter-top was untied and falling to the floor.

“Hey, two can play this game,” she teased, and undid his pants, which he apparently had zipped.

“That’s what I was hoping,” he said.
 

Alex lifted her and brought her into the bathroom. He placed her on the cushioned vanity seat and turned toward the bathtub, but she held him back by holding onto his waistband.
 

“No, let’s shower,” she said, and pulled down his pants.
 

He shrugged and stepped out of the jeans, kicking them aside. “Tonight, you’re the boss.”

Claire’s head spun around, and he quickly added. “I mean, I’m here to serve your desires, madam.”

She laughed and turned on the water. The shower stall was wide with removable heads on the two opposite walls. When she was happy with the temperature, she stepped under one stream and motioned for Alex to get under the other.

“Be right there,” he said.

Claire watched with curiosity as he scanned the vanity counter, inspecting bottles and packets. He returned moments later with a handful of items wrapped in a thick washcloth. He stepped under the spray next to her.

“What’s that?” she asked, pointing to the bundle in his hand.

“You’ll see, m’lady. Now close your eyes, and let me tend to you.”

Claire remembered the delights of their first night together, and shut her eyes.

She heard the tear of a packet and felt light swipes across her eyes. Another packet was opened and this time, he pressed gently along her cheekbones and across her lips. Alex was using cosmetic wipes to remove her make up! What other guy would know to do that?

Next she felt the warm softness of the washcloth rinse her face. He gently pressed her head backward, and she felt a short, cold shot of shampoo being squeezed on her scalp, followed by the pressure of his strong fingers as he worked the suds through her hair. He rotated her head under the water for the rinse, and she felt another cold squirt on her head, which she realized was hair conditioner when he ran his fingers through her long hair like a comb.

Another rinse and the washcloth returned as Alex lathered her head to toe, turning her around and washing her back as well. After soaping her body with firm circular swipes with the washcloth, Alex massaged her muscles with his strong fingers.
 

He placed his large hands at her shoulders, using only his thumbs to massage her neck and along her spine. She then felt his fingers kneading the skin of her upper back, moving downward slowly.
 

“Spread your legs,” he whispered in her ear.

When she complied, he stretched her arms up and placed her palms against the wall, so she was leaning in with her rear end poised up. His hands were on her butt, moving in outward circular motions and spreading her cheeks apart so the water ran down her crack, tickling and arousing her.
 

His thumbs traced the path of the water, heightening the sensations and creating a need to be filled within her. The intensity of the tension increased as Alex pressed her clit with his thumb and pushed two wet, slick fingers inside her.

Claire arched her back and raised her backside to him, while she took one arm down and reached behind her. Her hand instantly met his hard, thick pole, and she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking his length. Her rhythm increased as his did, until they were both rocking in unison.

With a roar, Alex leaned in against her, bringing his arms around to her front. His hands traveled over her belly, one hand pressing against her abdomen, the other stretched so his fingers reached her clit at the same moment he thrust himself inside her.

He grasped the backs of Claire’s thighs and lifted her, impaled on his cock, sliding her up and down along his shaft. He backed up a few steps and sat on the shower bench, Claire still attached. She was able to plant her heels against his thighs, squat like, and continued the pumping motion. His arms were now around her chest, cupping her breast, pinching her nipples until she screamed out.
 

She pulled up and off him, turning around to kneel between his knees. She took his glorious cock between her hands and guided it to her mouth as she leaned in to swallow him. That’s all she wanted. To be filled with Alex everywhere.

Maybe it was the steam of the shower or the strength of her desire relaxing her throat muscles, but Claire found her lips pressed to the base of his shaft in a single slide. Her jaw stretched wide, and his cock eased down her throat. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold this position for long, so she closed her eyes to savor the moment. Once the gagging reflex set in, she brought her head up slightly, using her fingers and lips to tease and delight him.

To Claire, it seemed the pumping of blood through the veins in his cock were the beat of his heart. She could feel his whole body tense with her movements along his shaft and knew he would peak again if she didn’t stop. She pulled off him slowly, sucking hard as she drew back, and climbed into his lap, sitting down on his stiffness as she straddled his legs.

She and Alex clung to one another as he raised and lowered her in successive, rough lifts. Claire felt her insides opening wide as his length went deeper and deeper with each downward thrust. With one final push, seemingly to the limit of her anatomy, she felt a glorious explosion within as her muscles tightened and relaxed, and his seed released into her depths.

She stayed pressed against his chest until she caught her breath. Untangling herself carefully, she slid backward and stood beneath the running water to rinse off. He joined her, encircling her waist with his hands and kissing her earlobe.

“We’ll never get out of here, if you keep that up,” Claire said.

“I can think of worse things,” he mumbled as his lips trailed down her neck to her shoulder.

“No,” she said, and escaped his grasp, darting out of the shower and retrieving two large bath towels. She wrapped one around herself and held out the other.
 

“Come on. We’ll come back for a bath later. But, let’s get dirty again first.”

Alex turned off the water in the shower. “What’d you have in mind?” he asked, grabbing the towel.

“Did you ride one of your bikes over this evening?”

“Yeah.”

“Would you teach me to ride it?”

A huge grin spread across Alex’s face. “Sure, but I don’t think Ocean Drive is the place for your first lesson.”
 

He stopped to think about it for few seconds. “Did you drive your car here?”

Claire nodded.

“All right, Little One. I’ve got my Harley, but I think it might be a bit much for you to handle on your first run. Let’s take your car over to my Kawasaki dealership and pick up a nice ninja—a 250 or 300 would be the right size for you.”

Claire felt a rush of nervous excitement. “Do you have biker gear for sale at the dealership? I didn’t exactly dress for riding this evening.”

Alex laughed. “We’ll get you everything you need. By the time we get there, the place will be closed, and I’ll give you your first lesson in the parking lot. If you like it, I know a nice, secluded stretch of road not too far from the beach where we can ride tomorrow without anyone around. Next week, though, you’ll need to go to the DMV and register for the training program to get a motorcycle endorsement for your license.”

Claire smiled and nodded. The idea of riding alongside Alex, instead of clinging to him from behind, gave her immense pleasure.
 

She quickly twisted her hair into a braid and found some hair pins on the vanity to secure it firmly against her head. She looked up to find Alex, still standing wrapped in his towel, grinning at her in the mirror. She turned to him.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s get going!”

Alex nodded. “You know what, Babe? You’ve got the makings of a hot biker chick as well as a topnotch writer.” He dropped the towel and held out his hand to her.

“I’m honored to be part of your story.”

Claire took his hand, and the makings of a great adventure started to unfold.

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