Patience: Biker Romance (The Davis Chapter Book 1)

by Lynn, Davida

  I stopped immediately and pulled my hand from his sagging jeans. Looking to the sink and shower, I asked, “Is that why you stripped me? You think there’s a listening device in my clothes? That’s what this was all about?”I was nearly screaming at him.

  Jesus, Patience, you really aren’t any different. Just like any other man, Thunder only thought with his cock. I felt like such a fool. I wrapped my arms over my chest and backed against the bathroom door.

  “Calm down.” Thunder’s voice returned to that cold, commanding tone. It was the same one he had used on the attackers in the diner. “Let’s get one thing straight. I’m going to absolutely wreck you. I’m talking knees weak for days fucking. You understand me?”

  My mouth dropped open. I couldn’t imagine hearing anything hotter in my entire life. Thunder’s eyes were locked on me. He was shirtless, and his jeans were down enough that I could see the huge outline of his cock through his boxer briefs. No fantasy could live up to what I was experiencing in that moment.

  I had no words. All I could manage to do was nod. Thunder’s masculinity had me speechless. Somehow, though, he managed to take it one step further.

  “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the moment you walked into the Watering Hole.”

  “Wait.” I cocked my head, “We didn’t have sex last night?”

  Thunder shook his head, “What kind of asshole do you think I am? You think I’m the type of guy who watches a girl get her clock cleaned and still plans to rail her? Not this guy. This guy took you home to make sure you didn’t kick the bucket overnight.”

  “But we were naked…”

  He actually laughed. He was so cocky; I wanted to slap him right in the face. “You stripped down the second we closed the door. About a minute later, you were dead to the world. Metaphorically, of course. As for me? Can’t sleep with clothes on. Never been able to. Sorry to burst your bubble, baby, But this’ll be the first time for you and me.”

  I couldn’t stand it anymore. The badass alpha male was also a gentleman with a heart of gold. It’s like Thunder did everything he could to fuck with my mind. “We’ll worry about everything else later.”

  The two of us met in the middle of his bathroom, our bodies giving in to our carnal and primal nature. Thunder lifted me up, one hand at the small of my back and the other at my ass. I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. His stubble scratched me in the best way imaginable. Thunder’s tongue separated my lips, forcing its way inside. My body trembled as we kissed.

  His large hands on my naked body was almost more than I could take. I bit down on his bottom lip hard, loving the growl he gave. I could feel the low rumblings from his chest. I kissed my way down to the shoulder, my lips tracing the ink beneath his skin.

  Without warning, he slid a finger inside of me. I gasped and bit down on his shoulder. I was aching and wet for him, and it felt incredible. Even being stretched slightly felt amazing. I squeezed around him. Thunder worked his finger in and out of me, firing me up even more. I wanted more; I needed more.

  He slid me down his body, and I took his jeans and briefs down with me. His throbbing member sprang free, but not for long. I took him inside of my mouth, so eager to please. Wrapping my lips around his shaft, I moaned loud enough for him to feel. His knees almost buckled, and I smiled up at him.

  “Jesus, fuck.” The bathroom was beginning to steam up as Thunder groaned out his expletives. I moaned again, my tongue making sure every inch of his shaft was wet.

  Thunder took over almost instantly. I could feel his hips begin to push forward, and I opened wide to let him in. He was so powerful and so controlling. Not that I wanted him to stop, but I knew he was in charge. After watching him fight, I saw just what kind of man Thunder was.

  His hand worked its way into my hair, and he began to pull me into him as he thrust. I loved the feeling of being so beautifully used. I was naked and on my knees in his bathroom, giving him every bit of pleasure that I could. It was his reward for saving my life; it was my reward, too.

  Thunder pushed deeper, finding the limits of my desire and my body. I took his entire length and, my nose pressing against his stomach.

  “Un-fucking-believable.” His words sounded pained, like the beautiful ecstasy that it was. “I can’t believe how fucking good you are.”

  I slid Thunder’s thick cock from my mouth, sucking in a deep breath. “We’re just getting started.” My mouth was watering, and I was so hungry for his fuck.

  Thunder had the exact same thing on his mind. He pulled me to my feet and slid open the glass door to the shower. We kissed as he backed me into the hot water. After everything that had happened that day, the shower would have felt incredible even without Thunder. With him, though, it was otherworldly.

  As the water soaked into my hair, Thunder pressed me against his body. His cock throbbed between us, making me so aware of the burning desire between my legs. As we kissed, I stroked him, so eager for that thickness inside of me.

  Thunder’s hands worked down to my ass, once again. He squeezed and massaged my cheeks as the beautifully hot water ran down our bodies. “You’re incredible, Patience.”

  I smiled, “Don’t call me Patience.”

  He squeezed my ass, “What should I call you, then?”

  I laid my head against his chest and felt his heart pounding hard, “I don’t care. You can call me anything. Anything but that.”

  Thunder spun me around, and I pushed my hands against the shower wall. He leaned in, his tongue dancing along my earlobe. “How about I call you my little fuck machine?”

  I moaned. I’ve never experienced anything so powerful in my life. His words were heaven, but the feeling of his cock at my entrance was transcendent. He waited, probably just to torture me a little longer. Pushing back against the wall, I let him know exactly what I wanted. I wiggled my hips to tease him with my sweetness.

  I knew Thunder could be patient, but the two of us were done with patience. He thrust forward, spreading and filling me like it was the very first time. I screamed, and it sounded so much louder echoing off the walls of the shower. Ecstasy washed over me like the warm water. One of his hands reached around and his middle finger found my clit. He used it to pull me backwards and pleasure me at the same time. The screams didn’t stop.

  “Oh, yes! Give your little fuck machine that big hard cock.” Thunder had turned me into just that; a little fuck machine. I couldn’t get enough of him, and he was more than willing to deliver.

  He thrust into me hard, water splashing in every direction. I held on for dear life as the big, hard biker rammed into me. Every time Thunder filled me, electricity shot through my body. I held on for dear life and cried out in pleasure.

  I could feel an orgasm starting to build inside of me. It was coming fast and hard. Fast enough to surprise me. Thunder’s fingers at my clit only made things move quicker.

  That pressure was growing inside me, so I felt such loss when Thunder slid his hardness from inside of me. I felt like whining like a little princess, but I didn’t get the chance.

  He spun me around again, so I was facing him. Thunder lifted my leg and filled me, once again. I was about to let out another scream, but his mouth muffled any sounds. Our tongues battled as our hips met each other again and again. I could see his eyes straining. I could see that beautiful pain growing on his face. Thunder was getting closer. Seeing that look brought all that pressure and need right back to me. Our orgasms were growing together, ready to unleash upon each other.

  I watched as Thunder’s mouth dropped open. I saw his muscles tense up, and it triggered me. The pressure released in one hard instant. As my knees went weak, I threw my arms around Thunder’s hard body. A primal scream escaped from inside of me as I held on for dear life.

  His own growls of pleasure mingled with mine as the two of us came together in the shower. Thunder look so sexy and powerful as his body gave in to our most basic desires. I couldn’t get over how much of a man he really
was. As my body shuddered, I held on to Thunder with all I had. I felt like I was disappear if I let go of him. He must have felt it, too, because his thick arms held me close.

  “Jesus Christ, good job, baby.” His voice sounded low and gravelly, as if the orgasm truly took it out of him. I like thinking that beating up to attackers didn’t do it, but amazing sex with me was enough to wreck him.

  After the two of us got done showering, Thunder did the best he could finding me new clothes. I ended up in a vintage Rolling Stones T-shirt and a pair of his boxers. I wanted to check myself out, but he didn’t seem to have a single mirror outside of the bathroom.

  “You don’t need a mirror to know you look hot as fuck. I’ll tell you every single time, baby.” God, Thunder just knew how to push my buttons.

  His bedroom was worlds better than mine. It was a bachelor pad, sure, but it was comfortable. As I crawled beneath the dark sheets of his king-size bed, a calmness came over me that I hadn’t felt all day. The problems and questions were mounting up, but after the incredible sex with Thunder, I at least had endorphins running through my body.

  “Okay, so who are the Devil’s Branch Motorcycle Club, And why are they after me?”

  Thunder shook his head as he turned off the light. “No idea why they’re after you. The Devil’s Branch is a biker club that’s been around Davis and Sacramento for decades. It’s clear they’re not happy about the Rising Sons opening a chapter in this area. Why they’re after you is a mystery. I think our best bet is to talk with Trask. If we lay our cards on the table, maybe he know something we don’t.”

  He slid beneath the sheets and pressed his large body against my own. It felt so comforting to be the small spoon. His warmth and his muscles surrounded me. It hit me just how tired I was.

  I smiled in the dark, “Funny thing about that. I already have a meeting with him tomorrow.”

  Thunder kiss the back of my neck and let out a soft groan, “We’ll find out why the Devil’s Branch is after you, and then we’ll find out who you are. Don’t worry, baby.”

  Over coffee, Thunder and I discussed everything we knew.

  “I don’t know how much help it will be, but maybe Trask knows why the Devil’s Branch is after me.” I was almost used to the confusion. It had been a little over a day since I woke up without a memory, and I didn’t have a single answer for one of the many questions that were piling up.

  Thunder was deep in thought. His hands were around the mug of steaming coffee, and his tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek. There was something adorable about it. Adorable in a badass way, of course. I couldn’t help but watch him.

  He nodded, “The Rising Sons are new in town, but a lot of the members are Davis lifers. I’m sure with a little bit of digging, we can find out what’s up. The thing that gets me is that those two assholes knew you were DEA. My guess is that their plan was to pose as your handlers and take you in. I don’t know where ’in’ is, exactly, but I doubt it would have been pleasant. Devil’s Branch knows more than you do. If they know you are DEA, I bet they know your real identity.”

  I let the words sink in. Everyone associated with the Rising Sons only knew my alias. They only knew Patience, the local sweetbutt. Somehow a rival club knew who I worked for. It was hard to believe, but what else was new?

  “We should’ve taken one of those guys last night,” I couldn’t believe those words came out of my mouth, but I knew it to be true. If we had been able to question one of them, our problems would’ve been solved.

  Thunder shrugged, “Yeah, maybe. Or maybe taking one of their guys would have meant raining hell down on the Rising Sons. I’m a Son, and that means my actions are the actions of the club.” His words made sense, but I didn’t want to believe it. “And now you’re with me, so your actions are the actions of the club.”

  I have to admit, Thunder caught me off guard with that remark. “Oh, I’m with you, now?”

  “Oh, you’re not?” Thunder’s mocking tone didn’t help anything.

  I shot a look back at him, “I’m not Patience, you know.”

  “I know that. That’s why I said we’re together. This wasn’t just a one night stand.”

  It wasn’t? Thunder wanted more? More questions without answers. “We’ll talk about that later. Why don’t we had to the bar so we can catch up with Trask. If he gives the okay, can we go after one of the Devil’s Branch members?”

  I appreciated that Thunder did let the whole relationship thing go. He nodded, “If he gives the okay, we’ll get one of them. We will find out what they know and go from there.”

  “What if it really is the DEA next time? If it comes down to it, are you going to kick their ass, too?” I really had no idea how far Thunder would go. He sounded like one of the most loyal men on the planet, but how far would loyalty push him?

  “If they get in my way,” Thunder’s eyes were cold, “I won’t hesitate for a second.”

  The ride back to the Watering Hole was just as good as it had been the night before. I was getting used to riding behind Thunder. I was actually starting to enjoy it. With my arms wrapped around the biker, I thought about the night before.

  Beautiful fire. That’s what sex with Thunder was like. It swirled around me like flames licking every inch of my skin and bringing it all to life for the first time. I wondered if sex with all the other bikers in the place had been like that. I’d like to think not. I’d like to think that the old me, Patience, wasn’t really present. She couldn’t truly experience and enjoy how amazing Thunder was in bed. Or in the shower, for that matter.

  It killed me to think that circumstance was keeping us out of bed. If I hadn’t lost my memory, the two of us could be going at it like nobody’s business instead of going on some wild goose chase to track down a rival biker gang.

  On the other hand, would it have been the same if I was still the DEA agent? Would the passion have been there? Would witnessing Thunder’s amazing strength have gotten me going nearly as much? I didn’t know which scenario was worse and which was better. Just go with it, I told myself. You are who you are now, so just enjoy it. I listened and just enjoyed the ride on the back of Thunder’s Harley.

  Thunder pulled his Harley up and parked it right next to the only other one in the lot. I had to assume it was Trask’s. For the last ten minutes or so, I had close my eyes and enjoyed clinging onto Thunder. That, and the vibrations. I wasn’t happy about coming back to the real world, but we had business to attend to.

  After Thunder gave a few hard pounds on the door, I heard a lock slide back, and the door opened. Trask nodded as we both passed him and entered the bar. “Wasn’t expecting you, T, but we can accommodate.”

  With one exception, all the chairs were turned upside down and resting on table tops. In the center of the bar, two chairs were down, sitting around the table. My man pulled one down to set beside the others, and then Trask, Thunder, and I all sat down.

  “Thank you for meeting me, Trask. I know this all sounds ridiculous, trust me. I’ve been living a little bit of a nightmare for the past day.”

  He looked back and forth between me and Thunder. “Gotcha. Why don’t you start from the beginning?”

  I smiled, “At least it’s a short story.”

  Besides’s Thunder’s secret about the drugs, I didn’t leave a single thing out. From the memory loss to the guns to the meeting with Thunder to the attack by the Devil’s Branch. Based on his reactions, Trask learned a lot more than he twas expecting. He definitely had no idea that I was a DEA agent.

  At the end of it all, Trask had a wide-eyed look on his face, “Fuck me. You’ve been a busy girl.” It was clear the Trask was still processing everything. “Uh, alright. I guess the first thing we’ll do is try and find out if anybody knows your real name. My old man had a run-in with an undercover cop in the ‘80s or ‘90s, so I’ll get on the phone with him and see how that all went down. They don’t talk about it much in Bakersfield these days. That being said, I have a serious q
uestion for you.”