Hunter: The Biker Next Door

by Joanna Blake

  I leaned in and let my cock sink into her welcoming warmth. Hmmmmffff... it was like coming home. Except I'd never liked home as much as this.

  She was to tiny though. It was almost as if she were a virgin but- no- unfff... she was just perfect, hugging my stiff prick like a glove. I pushed all the way in and paused, staring down at her.

  Then I started to move.

  Chapter Five

  Callie

  I whimpered as the hulking man above me eased deeper inside me. I was overwhelmed with sensations as he gave me what I wanted- him. I wanted to be filled up and he was doing way more than that with his oversized memeber. I gripped his heavily muscled forearms as he opened me with his massive cock.

  Oh my God... I'm fucking the damn biker!

  No. He was fucking me. And he was doing a damned good job of it.

  I had a feeling we'd barely started...

  Jesus Christ but it felt good. No one had ever taken me like this. So forcefully and yet with care. Nothing had even come close. Not in size or passion.

  Definitely not in size.

  I felt tiny and protected inside the circle of his enormous arms. His bare chest gleamed in the candle light. He was so strong- and he was using all that strength to control the pace and depth of his thrusts.

  I felt another orgasm approaching rapidly. Again? Already??? I had rarely come at all with my last boyfriend and now-

  Oh- oh oh- OH GOD!

  I arched off the couch again, my breasts brushing his smooth chest. He didn't stop, just grunted and titled his head to watch me as he circled his cock in and out of me without mercy.

  I felt the tremors receding as he leaned down to kiss me, his tongue taking my mouth with the same tempo he was using with his cock. He lifted my legs higher, letting him get deeper inside me. His face was tense with concentration as he fucked me like I'd never been fucked before.

  We both groaned in unison as he shifted again, his huge dick sliding in and out of me with ease now. I had no idea how he'd fit inside me without hurting but he had. And this new angle was creating all kinds of friction. Now each thrust was stimulating my clit. Like his thumb before when he'd-

  "Oh oh OH!"

  I looked up and saw him grinning down at me while I came a third time. I clenched down on him, hard. His smile faded and he started driving into me faster and harder. I hadn't thought it was possible to fuck harder than he was already fucking me, but somehow he did it.

  He was pounding me, and damned if I didn't like it.

  My pussy quivered around him as I felt his cock pulse. Hunter was coming. He threw his head back and froze and jets of his cum hit the condom, warming up my pussy from the inside out.

  My body clamped down on him again in unconscious response as I came with him, both of us rocking on the tiny sofa. That was four times. A record for a month, let alone a half an hour. The sexy groans he was making only prolonged my fourth orgasm. I'd never cum this many times in my life, or this hard, each one bigger than the last.

  Finally he stilled. Hunter kissed my neck softly before pulling out. At that moment a loud rumbling could be heard outside. I sat up in alarm but he just grinned and pulled his pants back on.

  "What- what is that?"

  "My brothers."

  I glanced out the window and my breath caught. There were about fifteen guys outside, all on massive bikes like Hunter's. Well, almost as big. His was special, that much was obvious. But they all wore the same insignias.

  A devil with huge spiky wings.

  Just like the ones on the front of Hunter's bike.

  Just like his tat.

  Oh God.

  He wasn't just a biker. He was one of the Lucifer's Wings. It was by far the most notorious Motorcycle Clubs in Northern California.

  And he was in my house.

  Hell, he'd just been inside me.

  A shiver went up my spine.

  Hunter

  "Come on honey, I want you to meet the guys."

  I was staring down at the sweaty beauty on the couch. She looked like she'd just been fucked. Thoroughly. I grinned.

  Damn but the girl was full of surprises.

  Callie look like an angel, but she fucked like a banshee. I'd never cum that hard in my whole damn life. And I'd had a lot of tail. More than my fair share by far. But she was one for the books.

  I couldn't wait to fuck her again.

  She looked alarmed though.

  "Callie? You okay? They won't bite."

  She was hastily pulling her clothes back on. I frowned. The best damn lay of my life and now she was acting all squirrelly on me.

  "I think I should- just go to bed."

  "Nuh uh. No way girl. Get your ass over here."

  Her eyes were wide as I pulled her into my arms.

  "You're my girl now Callie. You sleep in my bed."

  Her mouth dropped open. She looked so delicious and sweet. I took the opportunity to kiss some sense into her. Her eyes were soft and unfocused by the time I lifted my head again.

  "Now you are going to come outside and meet my brothers. And then we are going next door to do that again. Some other stuff too."

  She nodded mutely and I kissed her again, gently spanking her ass. Hmmm... spanking was the least of the things I wanted to do to her sweet bottom.

  "Good girl."

  I had had a good feeling about moving onto this block. Just like I had a good feeling about my new woman. I'd just have to keep her too busy to get worried about all the silly rules that said what a nice girl could and couldn't do.

  I had a feeling I'd have to work real hard to keep her from worrying, but I didn't mind. I looked forward to it.

  A good hunter always trusted his instincts.

  Six Months Later

  Hunter

  "That's it sweetheart."

  My words were muffled from where I was wedged between her thighs. My woman wasn't feeling so good this morning so I decided to make her feel better.

  And eating that sweet pussy of hers was a nice way to start the day for both of us.

  She whimpered, her fingers flexing in my hair.

  I grinned and lowered my head again, licking and stroking her with my tongue. I used a finger to stroke her deep inside, making her rock her hips against me. I was tempted to try and kiss her bottom again, but she was still skittish about letting me near her ass.

  I grinned to myself. All in good time. After all, after a certain point in the pregnancy, we were going to have to lay off the regular intercourse. If I slipped a finger or tongue in her sweet little ass now and then... well, she'd probably come around on having something bigger in there eventually.

  Either way, Callie kept me on my toes.

  She was nursing at a hosptial near by now. A nice one, in the rich town about a half hour away. We were thinking about moving there. Getting a big house with room for Gran and a baby.

  Lots of babies if I had anything to say about it. I grunted as Callie started to quiver. She was close to coming. I decided I was going to make her come twice more at least before she got up to start the day. She deserved it after puking her guts up from my baby growing inside her.

  I pulled her clit into my lips and sucked hard. She screamed as shook all over the bed, but I didn't stop. As she was settling down I pressed my finger against her rose bud and started tonguing her pussy lips again.

  "Ohhh..."

  She sighed in pure bliss as I fingered her asshole and licked her clit. She was coming again in no time. I decided she needed one more for the road...

  After all, my woman deserved the best.

  Thank you for reading Hunter! If you enjoyed this book please let me know on by reviewing and on and Goodreads! You can find me on Facebook, Twitter, or you can email me at: JoannaBlakeRomance@gmail.com

  Other works by Joanna Blake:

  Wanted By The Devil (Devil's Riders MC Club)

  Still Waters (Devil's Riders MC Club)

 
; Safe In His Arms (Devil's Riders MC Club)

  Devil's Riders: Before You (A short prequel to the Devil's Rider's Trilogy)

  Slay Me (Rock Gods)

  Dare Me (Rock Gods)

  Cover Me (Rock Gods)

  BRO'

  A Bad Boy For Summer

  PLAYER

  GRIND

  HEAT

  PUSH

  DEEP

  Go Long

  Go Big

  Cockpit

  Hot Shot

  COMING SOON: Phenox Rising: The Delancey Brother's Trilogy with special Christmas Bonus

  Turn the page for excerpts from Joanna Blake's Cockpit, BRO' and A Bad Boy For Summer.

  Cockpit

  Joanna Blake

  I rubbed my cheek where she'd slapped it, admiring the way she looked in those tight jeans of hers as she stomped off. She was a redhead alright. Only a russet haired woman would slap a man after kissing the hell out of him.

  And Jenny was one hell of a kisser.

  I took my time coming back in. Not because I was worried she'd slap me again. I was just deep in thought.

  Mostly thinking about gettin' deep in her.

  I sat down and ordered a watered down pitcher of beer. I had a long night ahead of me. I had someone to walk home.

  Jenny scowled at me while she took my order, and scowled when she watched the other bartender bring it back. She scowled when she brought me a basket of fries.

  The woman basically scowled up and down the whole night.

  I sat back and waited for her shift to end, enjoying the memory of the way her luscious body had melted against me. It was getting close to time when she asked me if I wanted anything else. I took my time, staring up and down her body.

  "Oh yeah honey, I can think of a lot of things."

  "I'm not a piece of meat, Jagger!"

  "No, you're definitely not a piece of meat. But you do look tender."

  Jenny threw my check at me and turned tail to see to her other tables. I made my last beer count, sipping it slow as molasses until I was the last guy in the place. She started getting ready to close up. She 'accidentally' mopped right over my boots.

  I smiled and stood up, throwing a fifty-dollar tip on the table. Her eyes widened. She stared at me as I walked out of the bar.

  'Course I was waiting out front for her when she came out fifteen minutes later.

  She stared at me. I stared at her. Then she walked up to me and tossed that fifty-dollar bill in my face.

  "I'm not for sale you sonofabitch!"

  I looked right at her. She was angry. But she had mistaken my meaning.

  "I didn't say you were."

  "Then what are you doing tipping like that?"

  "I took up a seat in your section all night. Seemed fair."

  She stared at me belligerently.

  "Well, I'm not taking it."

  "How about a twenty?"

  "What are you, a cash machine?"

  She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. Her glorious, perfect, mind-bending chest. I pulled out a ten and a five.

  "Fifteen?"

  She yanked the money out of my hand so fast I got rug burn. Then she stomped off. The woman had a pair of legs on her. And she made good use of them.

  I was whistling as I followed her back towards the base.

  BRO'

  Joanna Blake

  Not one for slacking I started my first full day home with a match against the club pro Matt. It cost extra to play with him but I didn't care. He was an amazing player and gave as good as he got. And for some reason, he considered me a friend.

  Probably because most of the people who hired him were bored housewives hoping to get into his pants.

  I'd noticed the cougar crowd dropping me hints the past few years as well. And now that I was 21... well maybe I'd take one of them up on it. At least I could be sure an older woman would know what she was doing.

  I was dripping with sweat by the time we were done. I wasn't a big fan of showering at the club so I left. Matt waved me off and begged me to book him as much as possible this summer. I promised I would.

  What the fuck else was I supposed to do?

  Except, well, fuck.

  As much as possible.

  As many girls as possible.

  Speaking of which maybe I'd text Jen later. I knew she was waiting on me. I did enjoy working out horizontally, especially with a sexy female like Jen. She liked to sport fuck as much as I did.

  I was turning down our driveway in my convertible when I hit the breaks.

  Hard.

  A girl was biking toward me. From the general direction of the house. Long dark blond hair blew behind. Big high tits filled out her t-shirt admirably. She had a teeny tiny waist and long tanned legs. She rode closer and I tried to get a look at her face.

  Pretty, that much was obvious, with big beautiful eyes. I could see her puffy lips from twenty feet away. Cute little nose too.

  The girl looked like a God damned swimsuit model.

  No. Wait. What.

  My brain went utterly blank as I realized something.

  It was Mouse. Mouse was the swim suit model. I was staring at Mouse with lust.

  Hot, unrelenting lust.

  I jolted to action as she pulled up by my car.

  "Nev?"

  She stopped her bike, those impossibly long legs straddling the seat. Her jean shorts were short, almost up to the top of her perfect thighs. I swallowed, realizing my mouth was a little bit dry.

  But my dick was throbbing.

  She smiled at me, cool as a cucumber. Where was the worshipful little Mouse I knew and loved?

  "Hey Clay."

  She'd grown up obviously. And she'd grown up right.

  Still, I knew how to charm the pants off a girl, no matter how hot she was. And I wanted to. I knew it instantly. I wanted to fuck Mouse, of all people.

  Really, really bad.

  I smiled, letting my eyes wander over that ridiculously perfect little body.

  "Where you going?"

  She tossed her head, sending a cascade of wavy blond hair over her shoulder. It was very sexy, but not deliberate or coy. She was unconsciously seductive. It was hypnotizing.

  "Job hunting."

  I smirked.

  "In that outfit?"

  She looked down at herself and back at me.

  I pulled my sunglasses down and switched gears.

  "I think you've outgrown those shorts little Mouse."

  Then I drove away. Slowly. Very slowly.

  Just so I could check out her ass in the rear view window.

  Good lord, the girl was fine. She'd stop traffic anywhere. No matter what she was wearing.

  I went into the house to change, all thoughts of texting Jen forgotten.

  A Bad Boy For Summer

  Joanna Blake

  I threw my arm over the back of the seat and looked to the side, letting my eyes slide over her body. Frannie didn't seem to notice. Her hands were gripping the bar that had locked us into place in the Ferris wheel seat.

  I leaned back and watched her as the ride started to spin.

  She looked like a little kid, nervous and excited. Her cheeks were pink and her eyes sparkled when she turned to look at me.

  "I thought you didn't like Ferris wheels."

  "I don't! I'm petrified."

  I grinned at her.

  "I'll protect you."

  She laughed as if that were the wittiest thing I could have said. I laughed too, her laughter was that infectious. As soon as we got to the top of the wheel I slid over to her. Her face was startled as she looked into my eyes. My eyes lowered to her soft inviting lips.

  I leaned in and tilted my head, angling my mouth against hers.

  Her lips felt like pillows underneath mine. Warm and sweet. Her breath mingled with mine as I slowly eased into the kiss, nibbling and licking her until she opened her mouth.

  Then the kiss went wild.

  My hands reached fo
r her hips as I pulled her against me. Her breasts mashed against my chest and I moaned, diving back into her mouth to tangle my tongue with hers.

  I felt like my dick was a fucking rocket, it was so ready to lift off.

  The next thing I knew the ride had stopped and a crowd of people were staring at us. I guess we didn't notice. I wanted the ride to go on and on. As it was I had to hold my jacket in front of me as I climbed out.

  I glanced at Frannie. Her pretty lips were swollen and pouting. I wanted to get horizontal with her right fucking now.

  Jesus Christ, what was she doing to me?

  The girl had the moves that was for fucking sure.

  I took her hand and pulled her toward the boardwalk, desperately looking for a place to be alone with her. She smiled at me shyly. There was an innocence in her gaze that made me absolutely sure that she had no fucking clue what I had in mind.

  I had a sinking feeling that Frannie was a good girl. That her innocence might be a problem. That it might take more than a Ferris wheel ride to get into her pants. It wasn't going to stop me from trying though.

  I knew something else too.

  I knew it without a doubt.

  This girl was going to be mine.