by A. J. Downey
“Come on, I want you to come with me somewhere,” Connor said, rubbing his hands on Lisa’s arms.
“Okay, give me five minutes!” She jumped out of bed, rummaged through her closet, took out some jeans and a top, then ran into the bathroom.
Not having any time for a shower, she splashed water on her face, brushed her teeth, used the facilities, and quickly sprayed on some deodorant. Washing, then drying her hands, Lisa went through her make up bag and found the mascara; she applied it which made her eyes stand out. A quick change of clothes, she was ready to take on the world.
Opening the bathroom door, she nearly collided with Connor who steadied her with his hands on her arms.
“You look beautiful.”
Lisa smiled.
“Are you ready?”
“Just need to grab my handbag and keys, then yes.”
She tried to move past him, but Connor wouldn’t budge. Looking up at him, she noticed Connor’s head moving down, and soon, their lips connected again. Lisa clutched Connor’s T-shirt and pulled him down further, if that were even possible. Lisa smiled when she felt Connor grip her ass, and his cock poking her belly.
Pulling away, Lisa frowned when Connor placed his forehead against hers.
“Let’s get going.”
“Okay.” Lisa started to move, but grabbed his hand at the last moment and dragged him back to her bedroom while she collected her bag and keys. They made their way to the front door, and Connor locked it behind them, making Lisa trust and respect him even more.
They made their way to his bike and Lisa had to wrap her legs around his hips and came closer to him. Placing her hands on his tight abs, she felt his muscles constrict under the tight T-shirt and she suppressed a moan. Connor started the bike and they were off. She had no idea where they were going, but she knew she was safe.
Resting her cheek on his back, Lisa enjoyed the ride to wherever they were going.
Ten minutes later, a tap on her arm made her open her eyes. She didn’t realize she had closed them. Lisa lifted her head from his back to see where they were. A number of bikes and cars littered the opening space, with a garage to one side, and a hangout space below with what looked like a massive warehouse above, the amount of people staring at her made her tighten her arms around Connor.
She assumed he chuckled as his body moved as he unwrapped her arms. Getting off the bike, Lisa waited until he was off as well, and he grabbed her hand in his, then entwined their fingers together which made Lisa smile up at him.
They walked hand-in-hand toward the garage.
“Aren’t we meeting your friends?”
Connor chuckled. “Brothers, babe. And we’ll meet them soon. I want you to see something first.”
He walked through the open doors and Lisa followed. In the middle of the room was a brand new bike. Lisa just stared at it, then turned her head to look at Connor.
“Why are you smirking like that?” That caused Connor to laugh.
“That’s for you, babe.”
“Huh?”
“The Harley. It’s yours.” The slow way he said it made Lisa think. Why would he give me a Harley?
“Why?” She cocked her head to the side, she could feel a frown on her face, clearly not understanding.
“You don’t have a bike. Get on it and see if you like the feel of it.” Connor smiled then dragged Lisa over to the heavy machine.
With some determination, she lifted her leg up and over the seat to straddle it.
“It’s so big!”
“Think you can handle it, babe? Put your hands on the bars.”
She leaned forward and gripped the brake and throttle in each hand.
“It’s still big, but I like it.” She smiled.
“It suits you, babe.”
“You’re bigger.” Lisa winked at him playfully.
Connor laughed.
When Susan was in high school, she never really liked to read, but when she was a child she did. Go figure. It wasn’t until after she graduated that she caught the reading bug. Susan had to go to a book store to sell off her text books and a particular book caught her eye. This book stood out from the other second-hand books because it had a pink cover. It was only a couple of dollars, so she thought, “Why not?” But she couldn’t quite bring herself to read her bargain book. It had a pink cover!
Then, after it tormented her for three weeks, she finally picked it up and... could not put it down. Susan finished it in two days!
After Google-ing the author, she found that she’d written a heap of books for Harlequin Mills & Boon as well as Single Titles. So of course Susan had to buy all her other books! And when she realised that there were other Mills & Boon authors out there, she just had to search out their books, too. And she loved them!
Susan got a ton of inspiration from those books. But the most important thing she realized was that she wanted to write those books, too. She wanted to be a Paranormal author! Because let’s face it, who doesn’t like things that go bump in the night?
Past Ride
K. Renee
A Phoenix Heart MC Novella
One
Bike week with my girls is the ultimate getaway. The last few months have been crazy to say the least and I’m just glad to get the girls all together again. Looking over to my left, I see my president Shay and her old man Mav whispering God knows what to each other and to my right, I see my vice president Livie looking around like a lost puppy. A few of the other girls are nearby scoping out the fresh meat.
Walking by Shay, I smack her ass and she turns around and gives me a big smile. “Only person allowed to smack her ass is me.” Maverick mutters, kissing her neck.
“Too bad.” I say sticking out my tongue. “Just because she had your kid doesn’t mean shit to us.”
I watch as Maverick pulls her into his arms and he gives her a stupid grin. He loves her and anyone with eyes can see that. Part of me is jealous, but the other part likes my freedom. I don’t need a dick to hold me down.
Making my way over to Livie, I wrap my arm around her and she lays her head on my shoulder. “You ready to take this town by storm?” I ask. She gives me a weak smile and shrugs her shoulders.
Ever since Hunter died, she’s been a shell of her former self and it kills me to watch. The last few days, I’ve seen a small change in her, but nothing worth writing home about. Part of me thinks that it has to do with Maverick’s friend Declan even if she doesn’t admit it. When he comes around she gets all shy and interested in what’s happening with Kinley, our Prez’s little girl.
Scanning the area I see a couple of hot guys, so I drag Livie with me to go talk to them. The closer we get, the more she tenses up and I tell her that everything will be fine. “You don’t have to do anything but talk to them Liv.”
“I don’t know Will. I probably should have stayed home with Kinley and helped Declan watch her.” She says looking around the street. There are people milling around everywhere and loud music blasting in every direction.
When the guys see us, they grin and make their way towards us. The first one is dressed in leather and his friend is wearing just a pair of jeans and a tight tee that shows off his muscular arms.
“Hey ladies.” The leather clad man drawls.
“Hi.” I say with a grin. I need to get laid and right now I’m not even that picky with my choosing. It’s been way to long and I just need anyone to scratch that itch for me.
“Hello.” Livie says quietly. She stands there looking uncomfortable for a few minutes before she leans into me and whispers that she has to go and practically runs the other direction. Watching her run down the street, I see Shay and Maverick go after her.
I feel terrible for her and judging by how fast she left, I’m pretty sure that she will be heading back with Shay and Mav tonight.
Sighing, I turn my attention back to the men and we head to the bar to get some drinks.
A few hours into the night, I have a buzz and I see a few of t
he girls dancing on the bar and having a great time. Making my way outside for some air, I lean against the wall and rest my head against it.
I hear my phone beep and when I check it; it’s a message from Shay.
Prez: Hey baby cakes. We are heading home. I miss my little girl.
Me: No worries. Have a safe ride back Prez.
Prez: We will. Call if you need anything. Livie is heading back with us too.
Me: Ten-four momma.
I hear the roar of a motorcycle and when I look up from my phone I see it coming up the street. Typing out a message to Livie, I tell her that I love her and I’ll see her when I get back.
When I look up again, the motorcycle stops in front of me and he shuts the bike off. He grins at me and I go back to reading my messages.
“Pretty little things like you shouldn’t be out here all alone.” His voice is smoky and when I look up again, I see that he has taken his jacket off and I can see his tattoos. When he bends over to put his jacket in the saddle bag, I can’t help but stare at his ass. My god is it an amazing ass.
When he looks back at me, he grins and sticks it out a little further.
Laughing, I shake my head and go back to paying no attention to him and what he’s doing. I hear his booted feet getting closer to me and when I look up again, he’s pretty much in my space.
“Can I help you?” I ask with an eyebrow raised.
His eyes roam my body and he gets a grin on his face. “You definitely can do something for me.” He smirks and part of me is intrigued while the other part of me wants to kick him in the dick and tell him to beat feet.
He moves in a little closer and I put my phone in my pocket.
“I’ve got a proposition for you.” He says with a grin.
I watch him for a second before I try and figure out what he wants from me. “And what’s that?” I ask just to humor him. He’s got everything that I could possibly want in a one night stand and he has sexy down to a science. I watch his arms flex and he grabs his phone out of his pocket and checks the screen.
“You give me one night and I promise to make it worth your while.” He grins and takes a step closer to me. Closing my eyes, I feel his body heat radiating off of him and as much as I want to say yes, I don’t answer him right away.
“No strings attached?” I finally ask after a few minutes of silence.
“Whatever you want baby.” He says getting even closer to me. His cologne smells familiar and my mind flashes back to a memory of the life I had before I came out here to Nevada. I see his smiling face and I can’t help but remember the way his body felt against my skin.
The guy runs his fingertips along my chin and I open my eyes. “What do you say baby?”
“Do you like it rough?” I ask with a sly grin.
At first he looks surprised at my question, but he then gets a wide grin on his face and grabs my hand, leading me to his bike.
We make the short ride to one of the more popular hotels and he pulls into a spot and waits for me to get off. He doesn’t say a word, but he grabs my hand and leads me towards what I can only guess is his room.
Once the door is shut, He pushes me up against the door and kisses me deeply. Every stroke of his tongue makes me what to strip him down and fuck him right now.
Running my hands up his chest, I can feel how rock hard every inch of his body is. His hands go to my ass and he gives it a good squeeze before he moves us to the bed. He grips the bottom of my tank top and pulls it over my head before he places his mouth to my skin.
It feels like every kiss he places on my skin is being put there for a reason, almost like he’s trying to memorize every inch of me.
He moves to my jeans and starts to unbutton them and slide the tight jeans down my hips. Lifting up just enough to help him get them over my ass, he pulls them the rest of the way off and kisses his way down my body.
Laying in my bra and panties in front of him makes me feel a little bit nervous, but I have no idea why. Maybe it’s the way he’s watching me or maybe it’s the way my skin comes alive under his touch, almost like it did when I was with Flynn.
Closing my eyes for a second, I try to will the image of Flynn’s body over mine as we fumbled through our first time. We were so young and so in love that we didn’t care if it sucked as long as we both lost our virginity together.
A hand caresses my jaw and then moves down to my left tit and I am finally able to push all my thoughts of Flynn out of my head.
Focusing on the hot as hell biker in front of me, I let him take the lead and show me what he wants. He steps back and pulls his tee shirt up and over his head before tossing at me, which causes me to giggle. His hands go to his pants next and I watch as he slowly slides them down his legs like my own personal stripper.
His washboard abs makes it hard for me to focus on much until I see what he’s packing under those dirty blue jeans. I feel my mouth drop open and he gets that grin I seem to have gotten a lot so far.
“Like what you see baby?” He asks in a husky tone.
“I would like it even more if you brought it over here for me to play with.” I purr.
He makes his way closer to me and I bite my bottom lip. His finger tugs my bottom lip out from between my teeth and he claims my mouth with his. My hands run down his arms and I can’t help but moan. Before my hands can go to his dick, he grabs them and puts them above my head and pins me down to the bed.
“How rough can I get?” His voice is low and I can see the lust in his eyes as his eyes roam over my body once more.
“Give me all you got.” I grin. He puts both of my hands into one of his and his free hand goes to my bra and he undoes it quickly, pulling it up my arms and off me. After he tosses it behind him, he puts my hands back where they were and then grabs a hold of my panties.
Before he even yanks them off, I knew it was coming. He seems like the type of man to ruin hundreds of pairs of panties.
He gives them a hard tug and the lace rips easily. He tosses them on the floor behind him and then his hand runs up my leg, heading straight to my tit. He lowers his mouth to my skin and I can feel the heat radiating from his mouth.
Every kiss, suck and bite gets me squirming on the bed and the feeling almost gets me to beg for him to fuck me already. Wrapping my legs around his hips, I try and pull him closer to me and he bites my nipple in answer. “Fuck.” I groan at the pain.
“I make the rules baby. I fuck you when I’m ready.” His words go straight to my pussy and I want nothing more than to ride him like I do my Harley.
Two
Looking into his eyes, I feel like I know him from somewhere. But instead of trying to figure out where I know him from, I wait for his next move. When his lips descend onto mine, I kiss him back like my life depended on it. I want to get this show on the road because I need to get the fuck out of here.
I hear my phone beep, but I ignore it and focus on the task at hand – getting him to fuck me.
When I finally get one of my hands out of his grip, I bring it down to his dick and slowly stroke it. His eyes burn into mine and I can see that even though he doesn’t like me taking charge, he’s allowing it. He is fighting with himself so I can have this one thing.
His mouth claims mine and I continue to work him over at his tongue probes my mouth and his hand finds its way to my pussy. He runs his fingers up and down my pussy lips a few times before he finally sinks a finger into me.
My body arches into him and I moan out loud. “Oh god.” I whimper when he starts to finger me. When his fingers hit my g-spot, I can’t help but whimper. “Please fuck me.” I whisper when it gets to be too much for me.
Every nerve ending in my body is tingling and I just want his dick inside of me right now. He’s a biker; I shouldn’t have to beg him. All the bikers I know are more about the wham bam, thank you ma’am style. That’s what I was looking for as long as they got me off too.
I slide down the bed a tad and line myself up with his dick an
d use my feet to pull him to me. He grins down at me and kisses my lips before he moves enough to get his tip in me. My fingers grip his hips and I dig my nails into him.
“You want this?” He asks, moving his hips just enough to give me about an inch before pulling back out.
“Please.” I whimper.
His eyes light up with my word and he slams into me with such force that the bed hits the wall, almost knocking the picture above the bed down. Every thrust he makes is rough and feels so fucking good. His muscles flex as his hand grips my hip and it makes me hotter by the second.
His mouth nips along my neck and jaw causing me to forget all about everything that I’ve been worrying about for the last few weeks. Instead, the only think I can think about is his body and the way he feels as he moves inside of me.
If I believed in that true love shit that Shay is always talking about, I would think that this man would be the first in line for that train wreck with me.
“Fuck baby, you feel damn good squeezing my dick the way you are.” He grunts out. He pounds into me some more and I can feel my whole body tighten. Before I can come, he pulls out of me and flips me over onto my stomach.
He doesn’t say a word; he just gets me into whatever position he wants me in before I feel his hand come down on my ass. I yelp at the first smack, but by the time the second one comes, I’m ready for it.
When his hand lands on my other ass cheek, I moan and wiggle my ass. I can feel my juices starting to slide down my legs and if he keeps spanking me, I’m pretty sure I’ll come without him.
He lands one more slap on my ass before he slams into me from behind. His hand grabs my neck and he thrusts into me at a fast pace. Every thrust brings me closer to the end and when he leans into my ear and whispers, “Come for me baby,” I don’t even have to think about it.
My head hits his shoulder and my eyes roll back in my head as my orgasm washes over me. “Fuck.” I moan. I’m sure I would be moaning out his name if I knew it, hell, by now the neighboring rooms would know his name too.