by Hazel Parker
“This,” she began, “needs to come off.” Vance smirked a kind of haughty half-smile at her enthusiasm, wanting to tease her for being so eager but also not wanting to risk losing the moment.
“Yes, ma’am,” he laughed instead. He kissed her hard again, pushing her up against the door as he unlocked it and holding her steady with one arm wrapped firmly behind the small of her back as he opened the door. They fell into the room together and he used their momentum to get them to the bed, where he threw her down roughly. Her hair spread across the mattress and he brushed it tenderly away from her face before he kissed her again. Nina’s legs hung off the edge of the bed while her back was flat, so he allowed her to get her arms beneath herself so she could position herself to lean up against the pillows, pulling him along for the ride by the shirt collar.
She began to unbutton his shirt, her lips on his neck and so close to her fingers as she did so that he couldn’t tell whether she was using her hands or her teeth to undress him. Unceremoniously, she ripped the shirt off when she’d finally managed to undo the whole thing, tossing the black button-up onto the floor beside the bed, then pulling off his pants and underwear so that he could stand before her completely naked. She a minute to look at him, desirable and hungry and hers.
He kissed her hard on the mouth again, letting this kiss linger for a long while. He let the kiss trail from the side of her mouth to her ear, breathing hot, damp air into it in a way that made her shiver. From there, he trailed delicately, feather-lightly down her jaw and neck. She beat him to the punch with ripping her shirt off, but she left the bra for him to reach around and unhook himself. With nothing in the way, he continued leaving his trail of wet kisses from her ear once more, under her jaw and down her neck and chest. The kisses tripped and redoubled, sometimes moving quickly down her body toward the place he really wanted to put his mouth and other times moving agonizingly slowly back up to cover the areas that he’d already covered, pattern less and unpredictable. Nina was already trembling in his grip, the small of her back arched up and away from the mattress. He used her angle to undo the button of her jeans, tugging them down over her thighs and down her legs. When they were on the floor, he took a long look at her just as she’d done for him. It was difficult to convince himself to remember that Nina really looked this beautiful naked until he was looking at her: curvy in all the right places and with a little extra build around her hips and thighs, which only made her more attractive.
“God, you’re hot,” he told her, earning a sheepish smile. Her red hair was spread around her head on the pillow, looking like a halo around her angelic face. She looked as though she didn’t believe him, but he wasn’t about to give her a chance to argue. Right now, everything was about Nina.
He crashed his lips against hers again, forcefully but not so much that it was unpleasant for either of them, and pinned her wandering hands against either side of her head. He began to thrust up against her, slowly at first, just to tease her a little. The gentle pressure that he was pushing against her pelvis was already getting her to moan, since as he knew exactly where to focus his energy. He eventually freed up one hand to begin massaging her down there in small circles, an action which made her breath hitch and her back arch once more.
Listening to her moan and try to keep her breathing steady, combined with just seeing Nina lying there, so naked and eager to have him, was enough to get Vance beyond hard. Though he didn’t consider himself a hound dog when it came to women, there was something about Nina, some energy that turned him on more than anyone he’d ever met. He’d had girlfriends and hookups in the past, sure, but Nina was something else entirely. She was so effortlessly sexy, attractive even when she was paying no mind to anyone or anything other than her work and her thoughts. It wasn’t just her body and face, though those physical attributes didn’t hurt, either—it was the way she talked, the way she carried herself, and how dedicated she was to the things that mattered to her.
“Stop teasing,” Nina requested, her words breathy and bordering desperate. He’d gotten lost in his thoughts, he supposed, and had forgotten how long he’d been keeping her waiting, but that wasn’t a mistake he was about to make twice. Once again, he moved back to his position on top of her from the half-recumbent one he’d been using to rub her clit, and thrust against her again. She wanted him to waste no time, apparently, because she crossed her legs around his waist and pulled him close to her, shifting so that his erect cock slipped into her and then thrusting in time with him. Again, they started slowly, but that pace didn’t last long. Neither of them could control themselves, so each thrust seemed to come faster than the one before it until they settled into a rapid rhythm which he used to slip inside her. She moaned as he finally satisfied the urges that she’d had for so long, like she’d had a broken bone for weeks and finally, she got relief as he set it.
Nina was quiet in bed, and Vance found it extremely sexy to listen to the little moans of pleasure that she was trying and failing to suppress. As he thrust against her harder and faster, she lost more and more control until she finally let out one single high-pitched breath that timed perfectly with the fireworks that he felt lighting up between the two of them. Sure that she’d finished by the way her body went from tense and shivering to slack and relaxed, Vance kissed her again, this time tender and sweet rather than passionate and hungry. Her face was glowing with a light sheen of sweat from exertion and the pink flush of satisfaction.
“Your turn,” she whispered with feverish excitement, flipping him over so that his back was on the bed and she was on top of him. She rode him slowly at first, so much so that he found himself reaching out for her hips and gripping them tight enough to leave red marks where his fingers pressed against her delicate skin. The view that he had from here was unbelievable, her red hair a little wild from where he’d run his hands through it and her perfect breasts heaving with every breath she took. Feeling her hands all over his body was enough to set him over the edge, and the buildup was faster and less drawn-out than any he’d ever had before he was finishing, grunting in pleasure and finding himself unable to bite back a smile when she leaned down and kissed him again, pressing her whole upper body against his so that there was barely an inch of skin either of them had that wasn’t touching.
Finally, he rolled over on the bed to lie next to her, and she nestled her own body close to his. He wrapped one arm around her tightly, comfortable in the silence that fell over them as they just laid together, taking in one another's’ presence. He pressed a kiss to the back of her head, smelling the citrus of her shampoo and giving her one final squeeze before he let his eyes drift shut.
Epilogue
Six Months Later
Nina was in the middle of putting a fitted sheet onto one of the motel beds when she heard Vance’s bike pull into the parking lot. Though it had taken a long time for the sound of a motorcycle engine to fill her with anything but anxiety and dread, time had healed the expectation that anyone was going to harm her here at the Oasis. None of the Devil’s Disciples had showed up at her door no matter how tense things got between them and the Rebel Kings, and for that, she was grateful. She continued her chores as she listened to Vance parking outside the room she was in and cutting the engine, then pausing for only a moment to take off his helmet and run a hand through his hair before he knocked on the door.
“It’s unlocked,” she called. The windows were all ajar, too, as she liked to let fresh air into the rooms on days that were as nice as this one. Vance opened the door and hugged her from behind, kissing her neck as he did so. She giggled and nuzzled into his touch.
“I missed you today.” she greeted. He’d left early in the morning, before she’d woken up, to go down to the desert, and by now the sun had already gone down.
“I missed you, too,” he returned, giving her one more kiss on the neck before pulling away, sitting on the bed and pulling her down next to him.
“Hey, I just washed these!” she scolded, but her
tone was light and joking.
“I’ll take the room for the night, then.” She raised one eyebrow at him.
“You don’t want to sleep at home?” she asked, and he shrugged.
“All I care about is that I get to do this,” he said, rolling over so that he was pinning her to the bed and kissing her hard on the mouth. They stayed like that for a long moment, Vance kissing her mouth and jaw and neck, before he flopped back down on the bed next to her. She turned on one side to look at him, admiring him for a long moment before he noticed and shot her a teasing smile.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked. Nina shrugged.
“Nothing,” she replied indifferently. “Just how crazy I am about you.” Vance kissed her softly on the tip of her nose.
“Feeling’s mutual,” he returned. She let her eyes drift shut for a moment until he spoke again.
“Wanna go for a ride?” he asked. That got her attention. She did, but she also knew that he’d had a long day of riding and was probably tired.
“Are you sure you’re up for it?” Vance nodded.
“Come on,” he urged, pulling her into a seated position and then off the bed entirely.
“Where are we going?” she asked, following him out of the room and back toward the bike that he’d been on for so many hours of the day already. She couldn’t imagine why he’d want to continue to ride, but she wasn’t about to complain if he was going to insist—she loved nothing more than being on the back of his bike. He’d offered to buy her one of her own, something that she could customize and paint however she wanted so that she could ride next to him or even go out on her own whenever she wanted to ride, but she’d turned that offer down every time. It wasn’t the motorcycle itself that she enjoyed, it was riding with Vance, being pressed up against him and letting him drive, watching him be in his element. There was nothing Vance loved more than riding his bike, and his happiness and exhilaration were what drew Nina to it, not a need to ride.
“Wherever you want to go,” Vance replied. He handed her a helmet—that, she had taken him up on an offer to get her own, since she didn’t want to keep borrowing his. He’d also bought her a nice leather jacket to wear when she was on the back of the bike.
“You don’t even have anywhere specific you want to go?” she asked jovially. He shook his head.
“I’ve just been away from you for too long today and I need a little time on the road with my lady,” he explained. She didn’t question that, but she did roll her eyes at the cheesiness of his statement.
“Surprise me,” she said as she hopped onto the back of his bike and gripped him tightly. “Just start driving; we’ll figure it out.” Before she could put her helmet on, he took her chin lightly in his hand and kissed her once more. Without another word, they put their helmets on, Vance started the bike, and they rode off out of the parking lot and toward the highway, neither of them completely sure where they were going but knowing that it would be great, so long as they were together.
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Table of Contents
Ride Hard
Prologue
Chapter 1: Trace
Chapter 2: Jane
Chapter 3: Trace
Chapter 4: Jane
Chapter 5: Trace
Chapter 6: Jane
Chapter 7: Trace
Chapter 8: Jane
Chapter 9: Trace
Chapter 10: Jane
Chapter 11: Trace
Chapter 12: Jane
Chapter 13: Trace
Chapter 14: Jane
Chapter 15: Trace
Chapter 16: Jane
Chapter 17: Trace
Chapter 18: Jane
Chapter 19: Trace
Chapter 20: Jane
Chapter 21: Trace
Lust Hard
Prologue
Chapter 1: Splitter
Chapter 2: Amber
Chapter 3: Splitter
Chapter 4: Amber
Chapter 5: Splitter
Chapter 6: Amber
Chapter 7: Splitter
Chapter 8: Amber
Chapter 9: Splitter
Chapter 10: Amber
Chapter 11: Splitter
Chapter 12: Amber
Chapter 13: Splitter
Chapter 14: Amber
Chapter 15: Splitter
Chapter 16: Amber
Chapter 17: Splitter
Chapter 16: Amber
Epilogue
Protect Hard
Prologue
Chapter 1: BK
Chapter 2: Megan
Chapter 3: BK
Chapter 4: Megan
Chapter 5: BK
Chapter 6: Megan
Chapter 7: BK
Chapter 8: Megan
Chapter 9: BK
Chapter 10: Megan
Chapter 11: BK
Chapter 12: Megan
Chapter 13: BK
Chapter 14: Megan
Chapter 15: BK
Chapter 16: Megan
Chapter 17: BK
Chapter 18: Megan
Epilogue
Love Hard
Prologue
Chapter 1: Sensei
Chapter 2: Courtney
Chapter 3: Sensei
Chapter 4: Courtney
Chapter 5: Sensei
Chapter 6: Courtney
Chapter 7: Sensei
Chapter 8: Courtney
Chapter 9: Sensei
Chapter 10: Courtney
Chapter 11: Sensei
Chapter 12: Courtney
Chapter 13: Sensei
Chapter 14: Courtney
Chapter 15: Sensei
Chapter 16: Courtney
Chapter 17: Sensei
Chapter 18: Courtney
Chapter 19: Sensei
Chapter 20: Courtney
Epilogue
Rebel Kings
Chapter 1: Nina
Chapter 2: Vance
Chapter 3: Nina
Chapter 4: Vance
Chapter 5: Nina
Chapter 6: Vance
Chapter 7: Nina
Chapter 8: Vance
Chapter 9: Nina
Chapter 10: Vance
Chapter 11: Nina
Chapter 12: Vance
Chapter 13: Nina
Chapter 14: Vance
Chapter 15: Nina
Chapter 16: Vance
Chapter 17: Nina
Chapter 19: Vance
Chapter 18: Nina
Chapter 20: Vance
Chapter 21: Nina
Chapter 22: Vance
Chapter 23: Nina
Chapter 24: Vance
Chapter 25: Nina
Chapter 27: Vance
Chapter 26: Nina
Chapter 28: Vance
Chapter 29: Nina
Epilogue
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