Rider Forbidden: An Enemies to Lovers Romance (Badger's Mount Book 1)

by Izzy Williams

  He leans down and runs open mouth kisses down my neck that send shivers all around my body.

  He shuffles me towards the bed and when the backs of my legs hit the mattress, I automatically lie on it. He grabs the waist of my yoga pants and I lift my hips so that he can slide them down, grabbing my knickers on the way - I only have my bra on. I reach behind myself and unfasten my bra - shrugging it off and letting it drop to the floor. I'm naked now. I lie back exposed and watch him as he loses his t-shirt, his socks and then unfastens his belt and unzips his jeans pushing them off with his boxers. His hard length jutting out, makes me automatically widen my legs. An open invitation.

  “As fucking irresistible as you look right there . . . stand up.”

  I do as he says and when I'm in front of him he lifts his hands to cup both my breasts, fingering the nipples which are now erect and hard, begging for his touch. I slowly close my eyes, my body breathing a sigh of relief as it feels his touch again. Those big hands on me.

  “You're so beautiful. Your body . . . the shape of you . . . the feel of you. I can't get enough. Get on the bed on all fours.”

  I feel myself get wet at his command.

  I do as he says, bottom in the air, inviting him to touch me.

  I feel his hands roam over the cheeks of my bottom and I groan. I want him inside me so badly.

  “Stay there - don't move.”

  I do as he says and the next thing I feel is his mouth on me, from behind, exposed like that and Jesus it's hot. His thumb brushes over my puckered opening and I moan - surprised that he touched me there but it felt so good, with his mouth on me lapping at me, he pushes his tongue inside me at the same time he pushes the tip of his thumb inside my opening, my eyes roll back as I swear I’ve never felt anything like it, never knew I could get this feeling - of being totally consumed by someone. The sensation, while being new is far from unwelcome, I push myself backwards wanting him to possess me more . . . everywhere.

  He growls “Fuck, I want to take you here soon . . . someday soon.” He withdraws his thumb and lifts his head, straightening his back. He kneads the cheeks of my bottom roughly, then all of a sudden, I feel him slap me.

  “Ow,” I say

  “You've been bad Robyn, that’s what you get.”

  Oh my god, why is it so hot that he’s saying that? If it's possible I get wetter. I like this side of him. I like this side of me. Who knew I would get off on this?

  “Sorry, sir.” I say jokingly

  He lets out a moan. “Fuck yeah, Robyn.”

  So he likes that, does he? I decide to go with it. “I won't be bad again . . . I promise.”

  “I fucking hope that’s not true.” He chuckles

  “Slap me again.”

  “When I'm ready.” He growls

  I feel him at my entrance. I need him inside me now. He’s teasing me. I push back my hips, but he stops me from moving. “Ah ah ah, when I'm ready then you'll get my cock.”

  “Jack, stop messing around.”

  “You want it, you're gonna have to ask me for it.”

  I moan “I want you inside me.”

  “You don't sound too sure about that. What is it you want?” he slides his tip in around an inch. How is he using such self-restraint?

  I push my hips back again, or try to, to make him sink further into me. I feel a slap again. Oh, fuck yes.

  “Keep still Robyn. Now come on . . . ask me.”

  “Jack, fuck me hard, now, push your cock deep inside me and keep fucking me hard until I come.” I gasp. I’ll say anything at this point to get him to do it.

  A growl escapes him as he surges into me quickly, filling me to the hilt. His cock pushing in as far as it'll go.

  I feel him slap me again and I moan. “Oh god.”

  “Jesus Danish, your cunt squeezes me so tight when I do that. You love it . . . your cunt loves it.”

  I don't doubt it, it feels pretty bloody fantastic!

  He surges in and out of me. I brace my arms hard on the bed to stop from surging forward with the force of his thrusts. The sounds we’re making are primal. I hear his body slapping into mine and feel his balls hit me. I hear his rapid breathing and mine. I make a whimpering sound. God yeah. I am being well and truly fucked. He grabs onto my hips to steady me as he picks up his pace.

  “Jesus Robyn, I wish you had my view and could see what I can see, my cock gliding in you, glistening from your wet. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

  He starts to move faster. “Harder Jack.”

  “You can take it harder than this?”

  “Yeah. I want it harder . . . faster.” I pant

  He does what I ask, I didn't think it would be possible but he thrusts in and out, so hard, so fast I feel I'm going to split in two but I don't want him to stop - ever. I could do this all night. The feeling starts to uncoil within me, building, slowly building into something. He goes faster and faster - his movements becoming erratic.

  “Fuck Robyn, you close?” he pants

  “Mmmm.” Is all I can muster.

  “Touch yourself, I'm gonna come.” He rasps - he’s always been so controlled before - been able to wait until I come, I love it that he’s losing control of himself, his actions, that his urges are taking over.

  I reach my hand between my legs and one touch is all it takes, I come straight away, the feeling taking over the whole of my body, I never knew it was possible to feel an orgasm so intense - it starts from my core and spirals outward through to every nerve ending in my body, I feel it in the tips of my toes, I feel it everywhere. It's intense.

  I feel him stiffen and still inside me as he comes giving a low moan. “Jesus . . . fuck.” I hear him say as he starts to move again slowly. The feeling still consuming me, us coming together makes it all the more intense.

  I face plant into the bed totally spent. “Oh god.” I gasp as my arms give way.

  He leans over me so that he’s practically lied on me - his arms just stopping him from crushing me. I'm consumed by him, surrounded by him and god I love the feeling. He’s still inside me.

  He kisses my neck, again and again then he says, “You OK?” so softly I barely hear it.

  I smile “I'm good, Jack.”

  He slides out of me and bends up, kisses the cheek of my bottom where he slapped and then lies on his back at the side of me, his head turned my way. I cannot move.

  “I think you broke me, I can't move.” I smile looking at him. He looks so relaxed, young - like he doesn't have a care in the world. It's a nice look on him.

  He chuckles “That was . . . well . . . that was, Christ, what was that?”

  “Good?”

  “Good doesn't cover it, sweetheart.”

  “I didn't know sex could be like this, I can't believe I’ve been missing this all these years.”

  He frowns. “Wait, you don't think this is normal sex, do you? Because trust me I’ve had plenty of that and I’ve never had any complaints but this - what happens with us – it’s far from normal. It’s fantastic, mind-blowing, and sexy as hell.”

  I feel warmth flood me at his comments. It's good for him too, it feels more for him like it does for me. Good. I just figured he was good at it, so this is what he felt all the time. Happiness along with the afterglow of a perfect orgasm just floods me and I don't think I’ve ever felt so content.

  “I just thought you were good at it. I did presume that not every guy knows what he’s doing like you.”

  I hear the smile in his voice. “Trust me, it feels as good for me too.”

  He opens his arm out to me asking me a silent question. I scoot over to him and drape myself onto his chest and throw a leg over his. His arm comes around me, pulling me into him. Snuggling. I didn't think that Jack would snuggle. It's nice. So chilled.

  He strokes down my back with a light touch, making me want to sleep. I know he can’t stay. Eli can't see him here.

  “Jack, you can’t stay the night.”

  �
��Wow, you're done with me, and now you're chucking me out? I feel used and abused.” There’s laughter in his voice. “Don't worry, I know that. I couldn't let the little guy see me here. Just let's have a nap for a couple of hours, yeah?”

  I feel so comfortable laid on him. I put my arm around his waist. “Yeah, Jack.”

  “Got to say Danish, I love this sleepy post-orgasm mellow side of you. I could get used to it.”

  I smile against his chest but don't say anything and soon I drift off.

  *****

  When I wake up its dark, I'm still in the position I fell asleep in, draped on Jack. He’s snoring lightly, I look up at him. God, he’s beautiful. I’ve never seen a man like him. His skin, his bone structure, his nose, his eyelashes . . . I'm in trouble here. I’ve fallen head over heels for this guy. He’s so wrong for me, for the life I envisaged for Eli and me. I pictured safe, secure, comfortable. Jack is dangerous, unpredictable, and far from comfortable.

  I turn over to look at the time – two in the morning. We've slept for a few hours, he needs to go, but not quite yet. I could wake him up with a smile on his face. I scoot down so I'm in line with his crotch, moving the sheet away that was covering him. His dick is semi-erect, even in his sleep - makes me wonder what he’s dreaming about. I take him in my mouth, my tongue curling up the inside of him. I feel his dick twitch and become fully erect as I work him with my mouth. I take his balls in my hand and knead them lightly. I hear him groan. I look up and his eyes are open, hooded, watching me. He doesn't say a word. I work him up and down with my mouth, holding the base with my hand now to move up and down in pace with my mouth. His dick throbs against my tongue. I love having this power over him. So many people think this act is a show of power of man over woman, I think it’s the other way around. I have him right where I want him. God the look on his face he'd agree to anything right now.

  I move my mouth up and down, breaking off to lick over the head, the pre-cum beading as I lick it away. I do love his dick. I'm turning into some sort of sex-crazed machine, I didn't even know I had these kinds of thoughts in me. I didn't even know this side of me existed.

  “Fuck, baby. Carry on . . . please.” He gasps

  I take him in my mouth again, picking up the pace, moving my hand quickly too.

  “Shit, I'm gonna come.”

  He gives me fair warning, I carry on and feel his dick hardening right as his cum fills my mouth, I swallow as it keeps on coming. I hear him groan a low guttural groan and he fists my hair, pushing my head further onto him while lifting his hips. I slow down and give one last lick as I release him. I look up at him as his breathing starts to return to normal.

  “Come up here.” He growls

  I do as he says and rise to his eye level. Both of his hands cup my face and he kisses me, not bothering that I probably taste of him. It’s a kiss that means something. He’s slow . . . sensual . . . gentle. He breaks off and just stares at me.

  We look at each other in silence until he speaks. “This, what’s happening between us, I don't want it to end. I know I'm not supposed to go near you blah blah blah - but I don't give a fuck. I like you Robyn, really fucking like you. I just want to see where we go.”

  Happiness floods me at his words, I want that too, but I know we shouldn't. And what about Eli - is Jack the kind of guy who would take on someone else's child?

  “I want to carry this on too Jack - whatever it is - but what about dad? If he found out he could screw with your career, I know him, he'd do it in a heartbeat. He can be so cold. I found that out the hard way.”

  “He doesn't have to know while we're figuring this out. No one really has to know. I’ll tell Denny, because well, I tell him everything, and you can tell Sophie because we can trust her, but that’s it.”

  “I don't know Jack, my dad is pretty shrewd, nothing gets past him.”

  He sighs “I don't want to give this up and I don't think you do either.”

  I lean in and touch my mouth to his. “I don't.” I say softly

  “We’ll be clever about it - but I want to spend time with you - with Eli too. I don't just want to sneak in when he’s in bed, I want to spend time with you both. We’ll tell Eli that I'm just a friend - he’s young - he won't read anything into it, he just loves me being around.”

  “I don't know Jack, he idolises you. If this, whatever it is between us, doesn't work out and he’s gotten attached to you . . . I don't want him hurt. His happiness is my priority. No offence, but your record, you don't stick around long.”

  “No, I don't stick around at all, I don't even go back for seconds but I'm throwing the rule book out of the window with you. I can't make any promises, all I can say is I won't willingly hurt anyone and I want to see where it goes.”

  I think about it. I love how he is with Eli, he’s good with him. But with Bobby back on the scene, if he wants visits with Eli I have to be on my best behaviour, but then, I deserve to have a life, I'm allowed to have a relationship. A relationship with a self-confessed man-whore, super-bike racer with no responsibilities? Maybe not the best choice, but the heart wants what it wants - and it wants him.

  I nod “OK. Let's see where it goes.”

  His eyebrows shoot up. “Seriously? Jesus, I never thought you'd agree to it. Guess I must be pretty awesome huh?”

  I slap his chest. “You're OK. It’s just your dick I'm after really.” I say jokingly

  “Robyn! I think you're spending too much time with me. Now I'm hurt - you just want me for my body.”

  I raise my eyebrows at him suggestively.

  “Now I definitely think you just want me for my body.”

  I lift myself over him and straddle him, his eyes going wide. “What are you gonna do about that?”

  I feel his dick twitching again between my legs, knowing it's getting ready for another round.

  “Well, I do think that we should consummate this agreement, don't you?”

  He growls and flips me over. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

  We get down to consummating the agreement and he makes me come twice. Awesome.

  Chapter 18

  Robyn

  Elijah comes running in the next morning at six am - his usual wake up time. I’ve never needed an alarm. He comes in and jumps on the bed, I’m so relieved that Jack ended up leaving around three thirty but exhausted on a few hours of sleep. Early night for me tonight for sure. I feel like Snow White this morning, well, Snow White with huge bags under her eyes; the scene where she wakes up and has birds singing in her ear and a deer and rabbit run around her feet. I'm on such a high. The evening the three of us had, having dinner, him reading to Eli, and what happened after Eli had gone to bed. Jack wants to see me again. Everyone who knows him says how he never wants a relationship and I can tell he’s terrified that he wants to see me, but the fact that he’s giving it a go despite all that, makes me feel special.

  I can't wait to go into work and see him again, even though it's only been a few hours.

  I have breakfast with Eli and then get him off to school. Saturday tomorrow, I must book the aquarium tickets and we’ll go there early.

  When I get to work there’s no sign of Jack in the cafeteria, I walk in and go for my usual coffee, the girl that works there, Geraldine, knows me by now.

  “Morning hun,” I say to her

  She looks up. “Morning Robyn. I have something for you.”

  “Do you? What?”

  She hands me a cappuccino already prepared and a note. “A certain someone wanted me to give you this and this.”

  I open the note.

  Danish,

  I had to go to the pit early today to work on something with Denny. Thought you might need this coffee to keep you awake. Later baby

  J xx

  I go to my office with a smile on my face.

  Later in the day, I'm sat at my desk, Sophie at hers, getting on with our work. I hear my phone buzz with a text, it's from Jack.

  You busy? I'm in the pit all
alone and could do with your help on something?

  I grin, I want a fix of him, he’s alone, he doesn't need to ask me twice. I get up and make my way to him.

  When I round the corner, I see him in the pit sat on his bike while on his phone. I hear mine beep again.

  Robyn, you still here?

  He looks up and scans around and I see his eyes land on me and a big grin forms on his face, transforming him into a work of art. He could be a model. I know he’s had a few enquiries on advertising endorsements that Harry and Sophie are dealing with, no wonder, he would look good on a billboard, or TV, or anywhere.

  I grin back as I reach him.

  “Hey,” I say, for some reason blushing.

  “Come here.” He says huskily.

  I walk towards him while he’s sat on his bike and he grabs my waist and pulls me to him. He lifts his hands to gently cup my face, taking a deep breath in, his lips touch mine. I dart my tongue out and he groans and deepens the kiss. I slide my hands up around his neck, the kiss deepens and our breath gets shallower.

  I'm about to break it off, remembering where we are when we hear “Guys . . . seriously?”

  We look in the direction of the voice and Denny is stood leaning on the pit wall, shaking his head at us.

  “Fuck Denny, bad timing man.”

  Denny grins “Jack, is this what you call being discreet?”

  Jack chuckles “I can't help it if I'm irresistible, even the ones that hate me give in in the end.”

  I frown and slap him. Denny shakes his head and walks off around the corner.

  Jack looks at me. “You OK today? You happy about last night?”

  I nod shyly “I am. Are you?”

  He nods “Oh yeah, really fucking happy.”

  I feel myself glow as he says that. “Me too.”

  “I'm coming round tonight right?”

  “No Jack, I'm so tired. I haven't caught up on Spain yet and then there was last night, I'm really tired.”