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  Then he leaned over her, wrapping his arms around her, his fingers playing with her nipples and his belly warm on her ass as he began to truly fuck her, taking her with hard thrusts, his powerful muscles ramming his cock into her. In the mirror she caught sight of her lover mounting her, fucking her passionately and she came, her cries of pleasure filling her bedroom. He continued pounding into her. She was shapeless now, formless, nothing but a female form that convulsed with pleasure, and suddenly felt him spending inside her. Hot liquid flooded her and he was groaning—the sounds of her male animal in full rut.

  It was glorious.

  * * *

  The morning light streamed in across the lovers, who lay tangled in sheets damp with sweat and smelling strongly of hot sex.

  “What a wild night,” she said happily. She lie on her side against him, her hand stroking his chest, her fingers playing with a scar that he’d told her was from a gunshot. One day she’d get him to tell her the story of each of his scars. There was quite a history of violence on the body of a man who didn’t seek it out.

  He smiled at her. “This morning wasn’t so bad either, you crazy, gorgeous woman.”

  She blushed at the reminder that as amorous as he’d been in the night, she was the one who’d wakened him. She’d woken aroused, with her hand on his flaccid cock. Wrapping her fingers around it, she’d stroked him, then moved down to take him in her mouth, bringing him to a full erection and waking him. She’d had no plan except to let herself go, to feel the joy of touching him, caressing him, arousing him. And when she had, when his eyes came open, she’d straddled him, kneeling down to engulf that wonderful cock of his and riding him until he exploded inside her.

  Now she lay beside him feeling wistful and wondering what lay ahead.

  “I called you and you came. From the bus, I mean.”

  “Of course I came.”

  “You protected me. You risked your life for me.”

  “Any time.” He whispered. “I’d like to protect you for the rest of your life.”

  “And take me for rides on your motorcycle.”

  “All over the continent.”

  “Canada?”

  “Canada and even Alaska. Or we could go south, take a ride to Baja and camp on the beach. Hell, if you took time off, we could ride all the way to South America. We have forever, after all.”

  She stared into his eyes. “Forever?”

  “Forever.”

  “And you’d protect me?”

  “Forever.”

  “And you would make love to me?”

  “Forever, except when I’m fixing motorcycles.”

  She sighed.

  “The real question is if you will let me protect you forever?”

  “Except when you are fixing motorcycles. Maybe I will. For sure right now. I’ll certainly think about that forever part. I’ll give you a chance to convince me. I have a few days off and you can use them to show me what it might be like to be surrounded by protection and lots of sex.” She thought of the club. She’d met a few of the members now, but she still hung onto a stereotype that she had to put to rest. “I want to get to know the rest of your life. I’ve never seen your garage or met most of your friends.” Greg read her mind. “I’ll take you to the clubhouse. Carly and I can show you around, but I’ll let her tell you the gossip. She knows more about the people than I do.”

  “When she isn’t working on motorcycles.”

  “Of course.”

  She put her face on his chest and let herself absorb his warmth. It was a crazy pairing, she and Greg, schoolteacher and mechanic for bikers. He was a good and exciting man. He appreciated her world, even if he didn’t fit well inside it.

  She knew that the craziness, the strangeness of his life was part of what made him exciting. He took her out of her narrow world, made her see things differently. He took her on exhilarating rides to places she would never go on her own. Would it grow old after a time? When the novelty wore off, when riding on a bike was commonplace, what then? That was the worry with any relationship, the concern that when it was no longer new, it ceased to be exciting. Without her attraction to his world, did they share anything?

  Her ear on his chest vibrated with the steady beating of his heart. She might get used to Greg, to his world, but her gut told her that it would be a long time before the excitement of being with him grew stale. A very long time.

  She ran her hand down his body and felt his cock stir at her touch. She ran her finger the length of it, admired the way it responded.

  He ran his hand down her back, his fingers stroking her ass cheeks. “Tease,” he sighed.

  “It’s only teasing if I don’t want it inside me again,” she said, hearing her voice sounding husky.

  “That’s true. Just so you know that if you keep that up, it will inspire action.”

  Yes, it would be a long time before she grew tired of him, if ever. “I’d like that.”

  “Action?”

  She realized her thoughts were skipping, going out of chronological order. She had meant that she might like having him protecting her forever, fucking her forever. She’d see. She had no doubt her heart would prevail and there might be other plans. But right now…

  “Yes, an action, Mr. Biker. I’d like you to fuck me.”

  “Now?”

  She slapped him playfully. “And again, later.”

  And again.

  THE END

  Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed Greg’s story. Look for Luc’s book, ‘Disgraced,’ coming soon.

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  Nessa

  Table of Contents

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN