Dirty Biker (An MC Motorcycle Romance) (The Maxwell Family)

by Alycia Taylor

  “That’s the one,” he said in a low growl.

  “What were you going to suggest we do in there?” I asked him. I felt his lips on my neck. He lifted them long enough to say, “I was thinking maybe a prequel to the reward you were going to give me at home…”

  “Like a kiss?” I said, teasingly. He kissed my neck again and said, “Yeah, maybe more than one…” I felt his tongue trace along my shoulder.

  “On my lips?” I asked, breathlessly.

  “Sure, we’ll start there,” he said. The music stopped, but neither of us stopped moving.

  “Where will we end?” I asked him.

  “Wherever you want it to, baby.” I love it when he calls me baby.

  “Maybe we could just see where it leads us….” he suddenly stood up straight and grabbed my hand. He led me across the dance floor towards the bathroom. He didn’t even look around to see who was watching. He just stepped inside and pulled me in behind him. As soon as we were inside, he closed the door and locked it.

  I was nervous and excited at the same time. He leaned against the door and pulled me into him. His hands caressed my back and he ran his fingers through my hair and then let his hands brush down across my shoulders and arms, giving me goosebumps. He put his lips back on my neck and kissed and nibbled on it. I shivered and he pulled his head up and looked at me with those beautiful eyes of his.

  “You like that baby?” I nodded. I couldn’t speak. My mouth was dry. My panties were soaked. I guess that’s where all the moisture had gone. I nodded. I could feel him getting hard as he pressed up against me. He put his face in my hair and inhaled. “You smell so good.” Then he looked at my face again and said, “You’re so pretty, Alexa.” He let his hands rest on my waist as he kissed my lips then. First, he only kissed the bottom one. It was hot, and I moaned. He pulled me in even tighter and covered my mouth with his. He let his tongue slide in between my lips and began probing my mouth with it. I sucked on it and he moaned. His hands moved around behind me and squeezed my ass. I sighed and he grinned against my mouth and said, “Perfect, gorgeous, mmmm….” He moved around front and unbuttoned my jeans. I felt him begin sliding them down, running his hot hands against my skin as he did. It didn’t matter how often he touched me. Each time he did, I felt like I was on fire.

  He slid my jeans down slowly to my ankles and I stepped out of them, then he stood up and reached for my shirt. I put my hands up and let him pull it off. I was standing in a public restaurant in my bra and panties. I was shocked and so turned on I could hardly stand it.

  He kissed me again and let his fingers touch the wet spot in my panties. I jerked and gasped as he slid a finger underneath the elastic and I felt his flesh against mine. I spread my legs, almost subconsciously. I wanted him to touch me and he didn’t disappoint. He let his finger probe between my wet lip, stroking my clit and making me shudder.

  “Oh Ian…”

  “Good baby?”

  “So good,” I breathed out. “I love the way you touch me.”

  “Mmm, I love touching you.” He pulled his hand out and I gasped again at the sudden cold feeling that washed over me. He moved forward, walking me backwards over to the sink and then he spun me around and placed my hands on it. He grabbed the waistband of my panties and slid them down. I kicked them off as I felt him unhooking my bra. I was facing the mirror now and I saw his hands slide around and cup my breasts. It was so erotic. I’d never watched it like this before.

  I felt him unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them halfway down and then I felt the head of his cock probing against me. He was rock hard and there was moisture at the tip. I thought he was going to slide it in and I was ready. He surprised me by sliding down so that he was on his knees. He pulled me back against his face and suddenly his tongue was probing inside of my pussy. I let out a long moan…probably too loud. Thank God for the loud music out there. He kissed and licked and nibbled. Then just when I thought all of that was going to make me cum…he sucked my clit into his mouth and held it between his teeth.

  “Ian! Oh God!” He sucked on it for a minute and then stood up. Moving his hand around front, he slid two of his fingers into my wet pussy. I was ready to come and he could feel it. He began moving them in and out of me while I bucked and thrust my hips back against him. While he did that, he took one of my breasts in his other hand and played with my nipple. His mouth was on my neck again…I felt like I was in heaven. It only took seconds before my head was exploding with an orgasm that tore through my body like a hurricane, leaving no survivors in its wake. I was moaning and crying out his name and he just kept doing what he was doing until I finished coming and shuddered violently back against him, gasping for breath. He took his hand out then and immediately replaced his fingers with his throbbing cock.

  “Hey! Are you okay in there?” There was a knock at the door and my eyes went wide. Ian grinned and yelled back, “Yeah, I’m fine. Be out in a few.” As he was talking, he was sliding his cock into me. The danger of getting caught…instead of discouraging me, seemed to increase my level of excitement. Or maybe it was just that he felt so damned good inside of me. I arched my back and pushed against him until he was all the way in. Then he held onto my hips and knowing we didn’t have much time left, he began to pound into me.

  I gripped the sink tight, every so often opening my eyes to look at his face in the mirror. Most of the time he had his eyes closed, but he looked so sexy when he was about to come. I loved watching him. “Oh baby, God Alexa…you’re so good, baby. You feel so fucking good!”

  “Mmm, you feel good Ian. God I love the way you feel inside of me.” I could tell by his grunts that me talking to him was turning him on more. “Yeah baby, just like that. It feels so good.” He groaned loudly and reached around with his right hand and let his fingers find my clit. My words were an incoherent jumble after that. He drove into me hard from behind and rubbed and pinched and twisted my clit as he did. There was zero chance that I wasn’t coming again. “Oh yes, Ian! Yes baby! I’m coming again! Oh God!” He sped up and as I came I could feel his muscles begin to tense. His cock swelled inside of me just before he came and he cried out. He worked it in and out a few more times before pulling out. He turned me around and kissed me deeply again. Dear God, I’d just had sex in a public bathroom…and I had loved it.

  Chapter Twelve

  Ian

  I couldn’t believe how protective I felt when Jeff put his hands on Alexa. I wanted to rip his head off and announce to everyone else in the room that I’d do the same to them if they touched her. I’d always been protective of Emma, but she was my sister, so that was different. The thought of Jeff touching Alexa had sent a shocking surge of rage through me. If we hadn’t been in a public place and Alexa hadn’t been there to make me realize it was a bad idea…I may not have stopped with one punch. I wasn’t the jealous type, or the possessive type. But the thought of anyone experiencing what I did with Alexa when we were alone, was enough to drive me crazy.

  I was shocked too when she agreed to go into the bathroom. She doesn’t always say it, but I can tell that a lot of the things we do sexually are new to her. I started having sex way too young. I’d had sex with a lot of women and in a lot of places and positions. None of it even came close to comparing to what I felt like when Alexa and I were together. Before it had always just been sex. I’d been much more worried about my own pleasure than theirs. With Alexa, seeing the pleasure on her face is like an aphrodisiac.

  We danced a couple more times after our little tryst in the bathroom before I asked her if she was ready to go. It had been a really long day and I was beginning to feel it.

  “I’m ready when you are,” she said. We told everyone goodnight. It was nice to see that other than Jeff who I really couldn’t stand anyways, Alexa seemed to be hitting it off with my friends this time. We drove by the stadium to pick up her car and when she got out she said, “Thanks, it was fun.”

  I was suddenly confused and I felt like this awful w
eight was crushing down on my chest. Did I do something again? Had I been wrong to assume she was coming home with me? She must have seen the look on my face because suddenly she laughed and said, “Aw, I’m sorry. I was only kidding. I still have to finish giving you your reward for winning tonight. The bathroom was only a prequel, you said.”

  “You’re gonna get it for that,” I told her. She stood up and did a sexy little flip of her hair over her shoulder and said, “I can’t wait.”

  I followed her to the apartment and when we got inside we both collapsed onto the couch. We lay there for a while with me sitting up and her head in my lap. She had her eyes closed and I was tracing her pretty features with my fingers and running my hand through her silky hair. I wouldn’t have minded just sitting there like that all night looking at her. My neck was getting stiff though and my shoulders like they do sometimes after a particularly brutal fight. My right shoulder ached a lot. I think it may have had something with that last punch I threw…the one that took Jeff down. I switched hands and used my left one to pet her hair while I reached up and rubbed the back of my neck with my right. After a few minutes, Alexa opened her eyes and said, “Are you sore?”

  “Just a little stiff.”

  “Here,” she said, sitting up, “Let me do that.” I turned my back towards her and she started massaging my neck and shoulders. It felt really good and I had my head leaned forward and my eyes closed, moaning softly. “I’m not the best masseuse,” she said.

  “You’re doing just fine,” I told her.

  “You’re really tight. Does it help you to take a warm shower?”

  “Yeah, sometimes. When it gets bad I usually go down and jump in the pool for a while. It’s heated, so that usually helps.” She stopped rubbing me and sat back.

  “You have a pool downstairs and this is the first I’m hearing about it.”

  I grinned. “You like to swim?”

  “I love to swim,” she said. “Your sister and I were water polo champs in high school two years running. Were you not paying any attention at all?”

  I put my hands on her waist and kissed her neck. “Now that I know what I was missing, I sure wish I would have been.”

  “Let’s go take a swim,” she said. I looked at her face, wondering if she was kidding. It was like one a.m. and although it had been warm all day, it couldn’t be over fifty out there now.

  “Are you serious?”

  “You said it’s heated, right?”

  I laughed. “The water is, but not the air.”

  “Then we’ll stay under water,” she said with a grin.

  “Did you bring a suit?”

  “No…I’ll wear your boxers.”

  I laughed. “They’re fine for around the house, but as soon as they get wet they’ll fall right off of you.”

  “And that would be bad?” she asked with a coy little smile. I grinned. What the hell was I doing trying to talk her out of this.

  “Okay then, let’s change.” I went and got her a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and she took the in the bathroom to change. I just shook my head. She was such a contradiction sometimes. One minute she was a vixen, reveling in sex in a public bathroom and the next minute she was acting like I’d never seen her naked before.

  “I’m ready,” she said, coming out in my ridiculously oversized clothes. She was holding two big towels and I thought at least the towel would cover her if the shorts didn’t hold up. I led her down the back stairs to where the pool was. I had a key to the gate, but technically we weren’t supposed to be in it after ten at night. I did it a lot during the summer though. As long as you were quiet, no one had to know. It was nice and deserted after ten.

  The night air was cold and the closer we got to the water, the more I thought about chickening out. The water would feel great, but the second we stepped out it would be freezing. I was standing with one foot in and one out, trying to decide if I really wanted to do this when I felt Alexa’s hands on my side. Before I realized what she was up to, I was in the water. I came up sputtering to find her still standing on the side, laughing.

  “You little punk!” I climbed out after her and she ran. I almost had her and she jumped into the pool. I jumped in after her. She took off swimming and as I chased her, I realized that the boxers I’d given her to wear were floating on top of the water. I stopped and picked them up. “Well, this is interesting.”

  She giggled and stuck her tongue out at me. It’s like strip poker. What do I have to do to get another piece?” I tossed the boxers aside and started towards her. She squealed when I got close and took off. As I swam after her I said, “If I catch you before you get to the side, you have to give me another piece of clothing.”

  She splashed at me and took off. “Okay,” she said over shoulder, but if I touch the side before you catch me, I get a piece of yours.”

  “Deal! I said, taking off after her. She was fast. She beat me to the end and when she had a hold of the side she said, “Okay Mr. take it off.” Her red hair was down in her face and beads of water were rolling off her chest. She looked gorgeous. I grinned at her and took off my shirt. Tossing it out of the pool I said, “That’s all you’re getting. Let’s go again.”

  “You have to touch the side too,” she said. I moved the two or three feet over and grabbed the side.

  “Okay, go!” I told her. She acted like she was just going to lean back, but then she put her feet against the wall and pushed. She was off like a shot, but about a few short inches before she touched the side, I got ahold of a foot. She giggled and wiggled away, grabbing onto the side.

  “I was almost here,” she said.

  “This ain’t horseshoes, almost don’t count. Off with it.” She giggled again and took off the t-shirt. She spun it around a few times over her head before tossing it out of the pool. She was down to her light blue bra and panties and my cock was already throbbing.

  She took off again, but this time I caught her around the waist. She twisted and wiggled but there was no way she was getting away. I was enjoying it anyways. The feel of her slippery, wet body against mine was amazing. “You cheat,” she said.

  I laughed, “How do you figure that?”

  “You’re bigger than me, you should give me a head start.”

  “This is not an equal opportunity game,” I told her. “Would you like me to help you remove your next article.”

  “I’ll do it myself, thank you.” I let her go and she swam over to the deep end. When she was immersed up to her neck in the water she put her hands behind her back and in a few seconds, she was twisting that lacy bra above her head.

  “Okay, so you won’t say I’m cheating, I’m warning you that here I come!” As soon as I moved, she did too. She was determined this time and she made it to the side just before I reached her. I got a glimpse of one beautiful wet breast with a rock hard nipple though, so it was worth it. She did a silly little dance in the water and said, “Woot, woot! You lost, take it off,”

  I reached down and shimmied out of my shorts. I didn’t have anything on underneath them. I was now completely nude. I only needed to catch up with her one more time before she was too. “Okay, I’m coming for you.” She took off again and this time I caught her by a leg. She struggled as I swung her around through the water by it and when she finally got free I said, “I need a pair of blue panties.”

  Laughing, she stripped them off and threw them at me. “I bet that’s a sentence you thought you’d never say.” Then she lay on her back and in all of her gorgeous glory, she began to leisurely float on her back across the pool. I looked around to make sure no one was watching us and she said, “What’s wrong, you suddenly chickening out?”

  I went after her again. She gave me a good chase, but I eventually caught her. When I did, I pulled her beautiful naked body against mine and looked into her pretty green eyes. I felt a serious need all of a sudden to let her know how strong my feelings were for her. I wanted to make sure that she knew I wasn’t just playing around. �
��You know what I’m scared of?” I asked her. “The only thing?”

  “What’s that?” she asked. Her mouth was only inches from mine and her lips looked all pink and swollen in the dim light. I wanted to kiss them so bad that my own lips ached. It was things like that…

  “Of losing you,” I told her. She looked like she might cry and she wrapped her arms around my neck and I pulled her against me. Her breasts crushed up against my chest and I felt my cock jump.

  “Not gonna happen,” she whispered against the side of my face.

  “Promise?” I asked her.

  “Yep. I’m pretty sure you’re stuck with me.”

  “Pretty sure?” I said, tickling her sides.

  “Okay, okay, stop! I’m sure. Absolutely, one hundred percent, positive. I’m not waiting around anymore for my life to begin. It’s already begun and I’m going to live it.”

  “With me?”

  She laughed. “You’re a little clingy tonight,” she said.

  That was definitely a word I’d never been called before, but she was right. I wanted to hold onto her forever. I guess that did make me a little clingy. “I can’t help it. You make clinging so much fun.”

  “You know what else is fun?” she asked.

  “What?” She leaned in and slowly placed her mouth over mine. I slid my lips open in response and we kissed like that for a long time. I let my hand wander over to one of her breasts and found a nipple. I pinched it and she made a noise that wasn’t quite a yelp, but not quite a moan either. I grinned against her mouth and she pulled back to look at my face.

  “I’m sorry, was that too hard?” I asked her this as I was pinching the other one…just a little bit harder. This time her sound was definitely a moan…or maybe a growl. Either way, I could tell it was pleasure. I leaned forward then and took the right one in between my lips. I felt her grasp my shoulders and dig her fingernails into me slightly. I swirled my tongue languidly around the hard nipple while continuing to suck with my lips. She was really moaning now. She arched her hips into me and now she was pushing against my erection. I kept sucking, rocking forward into her more as I did. She was making soft little mewling noises and I couldn’t wait any longer to amp her up more. I put my hand down between her thighs and let my thumb find her clit. It was swollen and when I touched it she literally cried out. She seemed to remember then that we were outside and she looked around and said, “Maybe we should get out.” It was going to be cold was my only complaint, but since there were things I wanted to do to her that would be difficult in the water, I agreed. I pulled myself out first, inwardly cussing the cold and then I helped her up over the side. I pulled her in for another long, wet kiss. That warmed me up. We both grabbed our towels and dried off and then after wrapping our towels around us and collecting our clothes we made our way back up the back stairs to my apartment.