BBW: The Biker Bad Boy: BBW Romance Erotica (Bad Boy MC Short Story) Read online

  “So if it’s a challenge, what are you going to do about it?”

  Lucy didn’t know what she’d expected from him in response to that brazen lure, but the feel of his lips hungrily pressing down over hers was a welcome reaction. He placed one hand on the back of her head to pull her closer and placed the other on the small of her back to draw her in. His rough stubble against her skin was so much more enticing than the kiss of clean-shaven college men. His lack of inhibition and social graces was a huge turn-on. Lucy kissed him back with equal lack of reserve. Eventually, he drew back and stood up from his stool.

  “There’s a motel down the street. It’s where we usually stay at this point on the route.”

  “Then what are we waiting for?”

  Lucy had drunk a couple of shots, but the headiness she was experiencing came from her mounting excitement. The biker took her hand, this time skin on skin, and pulled her from the bar. Lucy noticed how Georgina’s grin grew wider when she spotted her friend leaving the bar. Lucy was grateful to have a friend who needed no explanation or apologies - thrill seekers seek thrills, and they understood each other that way. They’d find each other again in the morning with steamy stories to tell of the night before.

  They arrived at the motel and it was as run-down and unimpressive as the bar. The biker quickly paid for a room, which is when Lucy found out his name was Tyler and then he dragged her there. They went inside and Tyler shut the door behind them. The sound of him turning the lock elicited another shudder from Lucy.

  She thought now he’d ask her name or that they’d have a drink before anything happened, but her teasing had awakened his desire for her and he was playing no games. He strode across the room to her in a few short steps and pressed his lips down on hers again. As he kissed her intensely, his hands reached for her vest, pulling it over her head in one swift motion. Then he reached around and unstrapped her bra, throwing it to the ground.

  Lucy had never had a man want her so badly or have so little hesitance in letting it show. Tyler’s dark eyes fixed on her like she was his prey and he pushed her down onto her back on the bed. He leaned over her then and his hands began to massage her plump breasts powerfully. He even pinched her nipple, making her cry out a little ‘Oh!’ of surprise, although she found she liked it. All the while he kissed her in a series of deep, hungry kisses.

  Then his head began to move down her body and his mouth moved to her breasts. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it intensely, gently nibbling it. As his mouth teased her chest, his hand unbuttoned her shorts and slipped under her panties. His rough fingers began to tease her there, rubbing and stroking until that thrill began to become a new, more carnal sensation deep in her core that spread outwards, setting her whole body on fire.

  “Yes...yes...”

  Tyler responded to the sound of her crying out by pulling her shorts and panties from her completely. Now she was fully naked, her curvaceous body bare and spread-eagled on the bed whilst he was fully clothed and fully in control. He slipped a couple of fingers into her while his thumb continued to tease her. He expertly massaged and stimulated her until Lucy’s body began to tense in the shuddering waves of an orgasm.

  She tried then to push his hand away and return to kissing to give the pulsing burn between her legs a chance to die down. Tyler noticed her trying to move his hand away and he grinned powerfully. With one hand, he took both of her wrists and held them in place above her head. She tried to wriggle away but he was too strong and she could do nothing but gasp as his other hand returned to pleasure her. After her first orgasm, she was sensitive and already on the verge of a second and he playfully, knowingly, teased her to climax again as she cried out and wriggled.

  Only then did he release her and pull his own shirt from his head. Lucy let out a little breath of astonishment when she saw the perfection of his ridged stomach and she ran a finger down his muscles in mute desire. Tyler unzipped his trousers and guided her hand into his boxers. He was already hard for her and he let out a little moan when she took hold of him in her hand and began to take a little of her own control.

  He stayed lingering over her for a few minutes as she toyed with him, pressing kisses down onto her mouth every now and then and cupping and teasing her breasts. Then he removed his trousers and rolled over onto his back, grabbing her by the waist and moving her with him so that she was lying on top of him and her breasts were brushing against the strong chest she’d held onto during the ride.

  “Show me what you’ve got.”

  His own challenge was one that Lucy was all too keen to accept. As if she were mounting that bike again, she threw a leg over him and lowered herself down until he was completely inside her. They both moaned at the sensation and once again Tyler’s impatience showed as his hands pulled down on her hips and demanded that she begin to ride him.

  So she did. She knew he wanted it fast and hard, so she deliberately moved in slow motions back and forth, until his gasps began to come closer together and then she began to go faster and harder.

  “That’s it...”

  Lucy lost herself in the sensation and didn’t hold back. She let herself enjoy every moment of Tyler inside of her and after she felt her own pleasure wash over her a third and final time, Tyler finally gave one final gasp and reached his own climax. Then he picked her up again and rolled her back onto her back, kissing her once more. Now Lucy’s cheeks were flushed and her hair ruffled for a different reason and that thrill she had been seeking had been found. Yes, she could be wild too.

  *****

  Lucy could hardly keep the smile off of her face as she reunited with Georgina in the bar the next day. Georgina saw the look on her face and grinned.

  “Wild night?”

  “The best.”

  “You sure know how to pick ‘em. Word is he’s not just a bad boy biker, he’s a super rich one. Parents are loaded and he’s the rebellious heir. Seems like he’s trying to get all the thrills in now before he’s tied down for good with the family business.”

  The revelation blew Lucy’s mind. He’d been so mysterious and down to earth. Not exactly the picture of heir to a fortune. Just then a skinhead biker who was different from the lead biker that Georgina had been with last night came by and drew a kiss from the redhead before heading to talk with the other riders who had gathered around a table.

  “That’s not the one you were with last night,” Lucy commented.

  Georgina chuckled. “Lines were blurred. Who knows who I was or wasn’t with...”

  Lucy laughed out loud. It didn’t matter how wild she thought she had been, Georgina had always crossed one line further.

  “Now what?” Lucy asked her uncertainly.

  “I don’t know, Lucy-Lu. What do you want to do? Marius said that they’re heading to the Skyline Drive next. What d’you reckon? Could you go for another ride?”

  Lucy laughed. “Yeah. I think I could.”

  “Wait here, then. I’ll sort it out.”

  Georgina took off to talk to Marius while Lucy sat up at the bar and ordered an orange juice. It was mid-morning and they were sure to be setting off soon. While she waited, Lucy thought about the night before. The way Tyler had taken what he wanted without a second thought had tantalized her. She’d never experienced anything like it - no doubt, no fumbling, no shyness in the morning. Just a frenzy of sexual desire that had been allowed to be fulfilled.

  Tyler arrived in the bar shortly behind them. Lucy had been shocked that morning when she’d been taking a shower in the ensuite to their motel room and he’d just stepped right in behind her with no invite. At first she’d not known what to do with herself as she huddled under the stream and tried to find a way to position her body without feeling self-conscious, but then he’d started to pleasure her again right there in the shower...Her body was still tingling from that morning’s marathon and she blushed as soon as she saw Tyler and memories of every sensation came flooding back. He was wearing another white T-shirt and bi
ke leathers, with his leather jacket slung over one shoulder. In his hand was a heavy plastic bag.

  “Hello again,” he grinned when he reached her at the bar. “Orange juice, hey? I thought you were a wild girl now.”

  “It’s early.”

  “Well, I’ve just been waiting for you to tell me if you’re going to be riding with us again today.”

  “I was thinking about it.”

  Tyler’s grin grew wider. “What’s there to think about? We’ve only just begun to have fun.”

  Lucy laughed at the sexual teasing in his voice and looked up at him from underneath her long lashes. Tyler leaned against the bar and raised his eyebrows expectantly. “Well? What’s it gonna be?”

  “Georgina said you’re heading on to the Skyline Drive.”

  “That’s right. Blueridge Mountains, wild deer, incredible sunsets.”

  The young woman’s eyes widened with wonder at the thought of such things. She knew that she was nothing but a fling to this man who lived from town to town out on the road, but still, the thought of riding off into the sunset with him on the back of a Harley on a mountain road left her feeling breathless from desire.

  “Yes. I’ll go.”

  Tyler grinned victoriously. “I was hoping you’d say that. I got something for you.”

  He reached into his bag and pulled out a set of slinky woman’s leathers and a second, smaller black helmet. Lucy laughed at his boldness.

  “You were pretty confident I’d say yes, huh?”

  “I’ve never had a woman turn me down yet.”

  His voice was full of confidence and a manly, playful teasing, yet Lucy didn’t doubt that his words were true. Who could resist the allure of a man with that kind of charm and raw masculinity? Who could turn down a ride on a motorbike clinging onto the sexiest man in West Virginia?

  “Try them on,” Tyler insisted. He nodded towards the ladies’ room and Lucy hesitated just a moment before taking the bag from him and heading into the washroom. She pulled out the tight leather trousers first. She began to pull them up over her ankles and then her knees. They were skin-tight and by the time she’d wrestled her way into them it felt like she was wearing a cat suit. She zipped them up around her and then pulled on the slim-fit leather jacket over her black vest and zipped it up. She turned to look in the full-length mirror at the end of the room and couldn’t help but smile at her own reflection.

  She felt like a minx all dressed in leather and sexier than she’d ever felt. She was a very shapely girl, with curves in all the right places and the leathers accentuated her curves. There is just something about leather that gives a woman a kind of rugged sex appeal that can never be achieved with silk or satin. Lucy jumped at the sound of Georgina entering. Her friend looked her over and let out a laugh, followed by an impressed whistle.

  “Look at you! You little sex kitten! That a gift from Tyler?”

  “Yeah. What d’you think?”

  “I think he’s not gonna be able to keep it in his pants when he sees you in that. Wow, girl! I knew you had a body, but damn. But you know what? It needs one more thing...”

  Georgina reached into the backpack she was carrying and drew out a bright red lipstick.

  “Don’t you think it’ll be a bit too much?”

  “Trust me.”

  All Lucy knew was that she wanted to see that hungry look in Tyler’s eyes again, so she accepted the little tube of lipstick and painted her lips crimson. Offset against the tight black leathers and with her hair freshly brushed and shining in thick waves over her padded shoulders, Lucy looked like she’d just walked off the set of some speed-packed action movie. Lucy knew she looked good in short dresses and high heels, but it was right now, clad in leather and lips flashing crimson that she felt sexy.

  “Oh wow,” Georgina repeated. “You look good.”

  Lucy smiled. “So, who are you riding with today? The skinhead or the leader of the pack?”

  “The leader - Jakob. I want to be at the front of the pack, seeing the road coming up,” Georgina looked over her friend with a satisfied smile. “Didn’t I tell you bikers were hot? I saw your jaw drop when your guy took off his helmet. You won that lucky dip, alright.”

  The two girls finished getting ready for the day and at last Lucy returned to Tyler. She tried to contain her smile as she saw his eyes nearly pop out of his head when he caught sight of her in her leathers. She made a point of leaning over the bar to grab her drink, lengthening her body so that he could see how the leather clung to every curve of her. Tyler quickly regained his composure and his air of nonchalance. He gave a small nod of approval.

  “Better.”

  Soon it was time to leave again. The girls put their backpacks into the carriers of the bikes and hopped on behind their riders. Lucy pulled on her helmet and the world looked different when her peripherals were cut off, like she was looking at everything through a movie screen. When they started riding again, Lucy felt the thrill of high speed and open road all over again. She leaned in closer to Tyler than she had done the day before and wrapped her arms tightly around his middle. She had to lean with him as they turned this way or that way around one bend or another and her body pressed against his, moving in time together. It brought back memories of the night before. Lucy reveled in those memories and threw her head back with a happy laugh as the wind caught her hair again. Never had she felt so free.

  Tyler, too, seemed to like having her on his bike. Every now and then he would reach back and place a gloved hand on her knee. On straight stretches of the road when he didn’t need to control the steering so much that hand would linger and creep up towards her thigh. Every now and then Lucy would return the gesture, letting a hand drop down from his chest and rub his leg playfully. And so they rode, teasing each other with small, suggestive touches all the way up the Skyline Drive until they came to another town and another bar.

  They dismounted their bikes and Lucy saw Tyler watching her again as she removed her helmet and shook her hair into place. She caught his eyes and smiled an alluring, sexy smile with deep red lips. He smiled back knowingly and threw his arm around her waist to march her inside the bar. The gesture was possessive, like he was letting all the other bikers know that she was his girl and Lucy loved the way that felt. She reveled in the feeling of their jealous eyes upon her as she stood out from every world-wearied and well-weathered middle-aged woman in the biker bar. Even the young waitress in her low-cut top and heavy make-up was no match for the supple perfection of a body in leather and red lips.

  Lucy went to the bar to order a drink, but Tyler cut her off and ordered for her.

  “A whiskey straight.”

  She didn’t like whiskey and usually a man cutting her off like that would infuriate her, but with Tyler, she understood that it was another part of his attack. He was in charge here, he wanted to remind her; no matter how her body might drive him wild, he called the shots. Lucy was enjoying his game and the way he tried to assert his dominance even when she could tell that he was being driven insane with desire for a girl who was far more adventurous than he’d given her credit for, so she kept quiet and let him order for her.

  He stood behind her as they waited to be served and pulled her hair away from her neck with a powerful hand, exposing her neck. He leaned forward and nibbled teasingly on her ear, carefully placing a few select kisses slowly and deliberately down her neck. Lucy began to grow breathless again. All she wanted to do was find the nearest hidden place and let him have her again. She turned into his kisses to meet his lips, but he teasingly pulled away and turned his attention to the bartender instead, taking their drinks. He was playing with her.

  Lucy had never been toyed with this way before. Men were such black and white creatures: off or on. Tyler was something different. He always kept her guessing. He’d teased her with smoldering glances and passing brushes against her skin when he walked by, but then turn away from a kiss. He’d pulled her towards him in a bold, sharp movement and too
k her breath away with the intensity of his kiss and then flirt with Georgina. Lucy knew it was all power play. He was trying to make her second guess herself so that he would stay in control. He wanted to pick her up and drop her again like every other girl on the road, but Lucy could tell what she did to him. She knew she drove him mad.

  And she was right. Tyler was not a man who resisted his urges very often. From the moment he’d embraced the lifestyle of a biker, he’d embraced living for today and never living with a moment of regret. That often meant indulging in his carnal urges whenever a pretty young thing gave him the eye - which they often did. They’d be his playthings; come and gone again in a night. But, with Lucy, he found himself second-guessing. She intrigued him. She wasn’t some air-headed floozy or a slutty barfly. No, she invited pleasure into her life for the same reason he did - not because she was dependent, or clingy or insecure, but because she knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. She was a thrill seeker in control and Tyler was amazed by her.

  Of course, it helped that she had a killer body too, eyes that were framed by thick, dark lashes, hair that gleamed in the sunlight and threw up the scent of jasmine when the breeze blew his way and red lips that begged to be kissed. When she’d first walked out of the bathroom in the leathers he’d bought for her, she’d nearly floored him. That was how a woman was meant to look. Sure, Georgina would do anything with anyone and for some that was a turn-on, but for Tyler, there was far more sex appeal in a woman with a single target. He was that target now. At first he’d thought that he was the hunter and she was the prey, but the girl he’d pegged for the reluctant tag-along to her wild friend was proving to be something of a wildcat herself.