The Rider's Dangerous Embrace (An Interracial Bad Boy Romance Story)

by Nicole Jordan

  Suddenly he was there, his fingers groping over her soaking wet garments, rubbing in the exact spot she needed touched. She didn’t want to be in his house. Didn't want anything but him and the open night sky.

  She sucked in a breath. “Clearing.”

  “I was hoping you would say that,” Luke deftly swung the truck onto a side road, his hand running over the steering wheel with the experience of a trucker. He punched the gas and the roar of the pickup intensified, its rumble filling the night air.

  He hooked his fingers around the crotch of her panties, the tips of them just barely brushing against her lips. She sucked in another ragged breath, her body still as his fingertips found her little nub. He swept across it first, making her gasp and then quickly latched on to it, moving his fingers in a circle, bringing forth little cries from her mouth.

  “We are almost there, Jayda. Not too much longer now.” He slipped one of those thick fingers down in between her lips. He spread her wide to reveal her little hole before he wiggled his finger into her. She was sopping wet, her juices dripping down over his hand as his finger slid easily into her sweet little pussy.

  “Oh yes,” She cried, not hiding her excitement. Why should she? She knew he could feel it on her, dripping down his fingers.

  She writhed on his hand, unable to take the sensations he was giving her. It wasn’t enough. The young woman whimpered in frustration. In retaliation Jayda unzipped Luke’s jeans and inserted her hand, rubbing the bulge through the fabric of his boxer briefs. She could feel him better now. He had a thick shaft with large, throbbing veins up and down the side of it. Clearly strong enough that she could feel them through his underwear. It was tempting. So tempting. Still, she refused to slip her hand in his undergarments, wanting to give him a taste of the frustration that she was experiencing.

  Take that.

  It seemed to be having the desired effect, she felt his cock jump in her hands, blood filling it before her very eyes as she wrapped her hand around it. The warm fabric was all that was between her flesh and his, and it proved to be just as much of a hindrance to her as she meant for it to be for him.

  “God woman, you are going to do me in.” His cock twitched in her hand, its swollen girth growing even larger.

  She swore he punched that accelerator a second time, roaring down the country road for several minutes. His driving would have been reckless if he was anyone else. Anyone but a rider. In his arms, in his truck, she felt safe. She knew his level of control. She knew he could handle it. Handle her.

  He slowed suddenly, turning off to the left into a grove. Parking near a line of trees he turned and looked at her. She couldn’t help it, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, letting it all go. In that kiss she revealed her passion. Her want. Her entire hand. She certainly didn’t know when to hold ‘em.

  “Are you sure? I want to double and triple check. Because right now you feel like a dream that is going to slip right out of my fingers.” His voice was dark and thick as he looked at her. He was sure. Sure of what he wanted. When and how he wanted it. “This is your last chance to back out and go back to strictly business.”

  That opportunity passed as soon as he took her into his arms at Ray's. The way he looked at her, the kiss. It banished any prospect of their relationship maintaining a purely professional nature.

  It was wrong, it could hurt her, but she didn’t care. He was too much temptation to turn away, at least this once. Though she was starting to even doubt that.

  “I’m not walking away, Luke. I need to see where this goes.”

  “I need to know that you want me right now.”

  She didn’t answer him with her words. Instead she released his cock from that last scrap of fabric and bent forward and seized it with her warm, wet lips. She circled her tongue around that mushroom cap, her tongue sliding across his hot, soft flesh. He tasted good. So good that she couldn’t help herself. She suckled on his cock, her hand around his shaft, pumping into her. His guttural moan let her know that she was doing exactly the right thing.

  He let her do what she wanted just a little bit longer before he pulled her head up.

  “Stop,” He grunted, barely able to get the words out, “This isn’t how I want it to be and you are going to waste me if you don’t.” He pushed her off and put his cock back inside his pants.

  She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help but pout.

  Luke reached behind his seat and grabbed a thick blanket. He opened his door and exited, pulling her down out of the truck.

  “I thought we could use a room with a view,” He said with a husky lilt to his voice. She found herself gravitating towards him as he pulled the tailgate down.

  The cold wrapped around her, but it couldn’t cause a physical reaction. Her arousal had already done that. So when it nipped at her it only served to make her feel even more alive. She embraced it, the earthy smell of an autumn breeze filling her senses as Luke laid the blanket down. When he turned and wrapped his arms around her she found that his touch was exactly the right sensation at the right time. Luke tightened his grip on her and lifted her up onto that tailgate. She felt the urge to strip her clothing piece by piece and bare her body to him in the nippy air.

  Luke didn’t need her to resist her urges. In fact, he took care of them for her. He reached over and pulled off her shirt, exposing her. Refusing to cover herself, she kept her arms down at her sides.

  So many times she tried to hide her curves, her body. But not tonight. Not for him. She was beautiful, perfectly proportioned and she wanted him.

  “I’ll ask you one more time, Jayda. I need to hear it from you. Do you want me?”

  He placed his hands on her shoulders and demanded that she look in his eyes. He was serious about this. He wanted her consent. And damn was it sexy.

  The fact that he kept checking, that he kept asking her, it only made her want him more.

  “Yes. Yes, Luke. I want this. I want you.” She could feel the arousal doubling even as she said it. She was soaked by now. There was no turning back, and sure, he was a prospective client.

  It spurred him on, and he shucked off her skirt in record time. Leaving her in her undergarments in less than summer-like weather. She took matters into her own hands and pulled his shirt off, his rippling muscles obvious in the moonlight. Luckily there were no clouds and the night was clear.

  She ran her fingers down his chest, dipping into each groove as she felt the contours of his muscles. She bit the edge of her lip and then looked up at him. He was staring at her, not moving one of his precious muscles.

  “Like what you feel?” Mischief flashed in his eyes.

  “Yes. Very much.” She reached for his pants and pushed them down. He had never zipped them back up so with. It left him exposed and she meant to take advantage.

  Standing before her he removed his belt from his already open jeans and placed the big buckle on the tailgate, then pushed his pants down to his ankles and stepped out them. He was standing there in next to nothing, so she decided to help by reaching over and tugging on his boxer briefs, pulling them down so she could free his cock. She wanted to see it properly in the moonlight. Wanting to know what she did to him.

  He was just as hard as she suspected when he finally removed that last piece of clothing, his erection obvious in the pale glow of the moon. It was just as glorious as she suspected, full and large, and waiting for her. Luke grabbed her hips with authority and scooted her away from the tailgate before he himself climbed up on the truck bed. It may have been a bit chilly, but it wasn’t that cold. And he was not affected by the weather.

  His cock was hard and throbbing before her, tempting her to touch it. Not a patient woman, Jayda wrapped her hand around it and gave it a tug. The result was spectacular. Luke seethed as he came to life. What she thought couldn’t get any bigger did. She sucked in a breath as she looked at it. It was raging and he was huge. She wanted nothing more than to ride him, feel that big cock inside
of her, but she was afraid of whether or not he could fit.

  “Do you think…” She bit her lip and looked into his eyes.

  “You’ll be fine, I promise.” He said, reading the look on her face in that pale moonlight. He must of been asked that more than once.

  What was she doing? It was crazy, but she needed it.

  She reached for him and pulled him to her as she kissed him. She didn’t want to talk about this anymore. She just wanted him, and she wanted him now. Jayda pulled him down onto the blanket and onto her. His body was solid against her soft frame and her kisses didn’t go ignored. She could tell that he enjoyed it when she took charge.

  So when he rolled over and pulled her on top of him she wasn’t entirely surprised.

  “I want to watch you ride me.” He declared with a husky, confident voice. “I want to see you move up and down my cock in the moonlight.”

  Too confident.

  God, why does everything he say infuriate me and turn me on?

  She perched over him, ready to take all of him in, but before she could mount him he stopped her.

  “Wait, put this on me first,” Luke handed her a little foil packet with serrated edges. A condom. She was glad he was thinking straight. Because all she wanted was to get on that hard cock and ride it.

  “My, aren’t you prepared?” She asked, her voice sultry and deep. It was foreign to her.

  She tore the package open and grabbed the condom out of it, placing it over his cock and rolling it down the thick shaft. She made sure to leave just a little bit of room at the tip. This wasn’t her first rodeo.

  Jayda took a moment to survey the scene laying out before her. It was exciting and completely country, if not a bit cliché. But she liked that about this night. She liked that about Luke. In this moment he was exactly what she expected when she expected it. And all she wanted was to slide his cock into her and complete the fantasy.

  “I want you now, Luke.” She said as she took what she wanted.

  So she climbed up on him and took his cock in her hand, moaning as she guided his throbbing cock into her little slit. It was snug, but that was the kind of fit she liked. She rocked on him, a cry escaping from her lips as he hit the deepest part of her center. She braced herself by placing her hands on the hard muscles of his belly.

  He found his way to her hips, gripping her flesh as he helped to guide her up and down that dick. Impatiently she tried to increase her pace but he was too strong, each movement was slow, deliberate. She could feel every inch of him as he pulled her up his shaft and then back down again.

  “Damn, Jayda. Damn” He asked as he let her fall back on him, the tight walls of her pussy taking all of him, making her moan.

  “Yes,” She panted, “But I want more.”

  “Take what you want, Jayda. Ride me.” He let go of her so that she had complete control, surrendering to her.

  She had no problem taking control. Sweat built up on her brow, trickling down her body, even in the cool night as she rocked back and forth on his hard cock. Her speed increased with every slam into her. She wanted more, she had to have more of him. She was frenzied in her need, gripping his shoulders tight as she fell on his cock over and over again.

  “Your cock feels so good inside of me.”

  Luke bucked against her with each movement their bodies coming together as one over and over again.

  “Yeah, baby. You ride me. Take it, Jayda,” Luke growled as he bucked against her when she came down. His fierce male confidence won over him, and while she would normal buck it, this time, this time she wanted it.

  Wanted him.

  She was so close to cumming. She just had to push a little farther.

  She could feel the pulses of pleasure as they made their way down her body, taking control of her senses. It was so good. She wanted more. Refusing to yield to the building force, she moved faster, grinding her hips against his, forcing the sensations to grow. She pushed herself to the next level, her body shaking furiously as she screamed out into the night.

  Her moans and calls of pleasure pushed him over the edge. Luke grunted as he thrust into her a final time, his orgasm coming in waves and spurts.

  She collapsed over him when she was finished, sweat plastering her hair to her forehead, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. The chill of the air met her back, sending a shiver through her as she cooled down.

  Jayda didn’t realize she was shivering until after Luke wrapped the blanket around the two of them. She didn’t know him. Didn’t know anything about him, except that he rode bull like her dad and had a wild side. It made her want to know more about him.

  But she wasn’t sure if he wanted it too.

  “Take me back to my car? She asked as she pushed herself away from him.

  “I’d prefer you stay. But I’d do anything to keep you. anything that you want, Jayda. Anything at all.”

  Luke pulled back into the parking lot next to her car. All but a few cars had vacated the field turned parking lot. Only a couple remained scattered here and there. No doubt they belonged to people who either got a ride to someone else’s place or needed a ride because they got smashed.

  The tall, handsome man kissed her again and got out of the truck, his arms wrapped around her as she slid her body down his. Until her feet touched the gravel on the ground. Quite the gentleman, Luke closed the door behind her. No sooner had he done so he was pressing her up against that very door, kissing her neck and threading his fingers through her free-flowing locks.

  She pushed him back, the heel of her hand firm on his shoulder. He acquiesced easily, stepping back, giving her ample space. She liked that he was a man who respected consent. In fact, it turned her on. She could feel the stirrings of the apex between her legs, yet again, because of this man.

  “Come home with me, Jayda.” It wasn’t a request, but he still sounded desperate.

  And Jayda liked to grab control whenever she could.

  “Not tonight.” She smiled as she got in the car, fully aware of the way he looked at her as she drove away.

  Jayda pushed through the door of her father’s office and walked in, her head held high. She finally felt settled in, hell, she even looked the part. Corporate dress wouldn’t fly here the way it did for most people who owned a million dollar business. She looked every bit her old man’s daughter in a blue flannel top tucked into her tight fitting jeans and a pair of cowboy boots on. Perfect for a half day. Or any day as far as she was concerned. It was time to take on more responsibilities than just recruiting. It was time to take over the business.

  “Ms. Rivers! How nice to see you! Would you like a…” Mary Nichols walked towards her, her tanned body and bright white smile an antithesis to Jayda’s own seething mood.

  Jayda held up her hand and kept going.

  She had spent her night last night looking over all available digitalized financial records. Someone was siphoning money out of her company and into their own pockets. And they were doing it poorly. At first it looked like everything was in order, but upon closer inspection she could see areas were funds were mismanaged, incorrectly reported, and where profit margins fell short. Resulting in a cut in a pay and less funding for the employees. She spent most of the early morning at home, scanning the files that were in her companies data banks online.

  Why hadn’t Thomas told her about this? From what she could gather the situation was not dire, but there certainly had to be an investigation under way. Or at least there should have been. Jayda walked right into Thomas’s small office and threw a small folder filled with her findings before him.

  “What the hell is going on?” she demanded, glaring at him.

  “What do you mean?” He said as he opened the folder and searched through the books. His lips pursed together after he saw her detailed notes and highlighted findings.

  “You should have brought this to my attention. The fact that you didn’t makes you seem pretty damn suspect.” She tried to look as adult as
she wanted to feel, but this was the man who bounced her on his knee when she was a little girl. She knew that her nose was scrunched and her cheeks were red, she could feel the head blazing through them. Just like when she used to have tantrums.

  “You’re right, but I wasn’t sure you would give a shit.” He looked up at her, a little smile on his face. He thought it was a tantrum, alright.

  “Excuse me?”

  “You’ve been vacant for months, Jayda. Not even coming into the office. Doing it all on the phone, telling me to ‘handle’ it. I figured this was just one more thing for me to handle. I made a promise to your daddy so I’m handling it.” Thomas didn’t scream. He didn’t yell. He just gave her a look that said it all, he still thought she was a little kid.

  “Who is it?” She asked, sitting down. She needed to calm down. Blowing out a few breaths she let her face relax.

  Thomas waited until she was visibly less agitated before he started talking.

  “I have a couple of ideas, but you need to be patient with me, Jayda. I’m just tryin’ to devise a plan. Give them some bait and then catch them red handed. But, if you are interested, I sure could use your help. I have a contact or two out at the practice facility who want to help.” Thomas ran his hand through his thick salt and pepper hair. At forty-eight he still looked good, strong and handsome, but the weight of stress was evident in his eyes and it made him look every bit his age.

  “Who?” She asked tentatively.

  “Dustin and Luke.”

  “But Luke isn’t even a part of this.” She was confused. He was just a recruit. Someone who used the facility and rode. Someone Thomas asked her to look at. “He doesn’t belong to the ranch at all yet. Still has to sign the papers for my sponsorship.

  “He hasn’t told you?” Thomas’s eyebrow cocked, just slightly. “Thought that you had been in contact with him on more than one occasion by now.”

  “Told me what? That he is willing to sign on with us?” She was starting to get frustrated. “It hasn’t happened yet. I am working on it.”

  “Is he now? Well, that’s something else. What I’m talking about, well, it isn’t my place.” Thomas was always crafty like that, giving her just enough information to be curious about, but never divulging more. All because he knew she would investigate.