Biker Bully

by Sam Crescent

  “What does that have to do with us dating?”

  “Mom wants to know I can stand to be around you without it tearing me apart.” She nibbled her lip.

  “Is the only reason you invited me to this date for them?” Alfie asked.

  He’d thought he had a real shot at all of this, and now he was being told differently.

  “No,” she said.

  “No?”

  She laughed. “I thought it was, but it’s not. I … can we just dance please and talk after?”

  “On one condition.”

  “What?” she asked.

  “I get to kiss you.”

  “You’re negotiating for a kiss?”

  “You bet your sweet ass I am, baby. I want a kiss. On the lips.”

  “Do you want to time us as well there, buddy?”

  “No, once we start, I know it will last a sufficient amount of time.”

  “I don’t know if you’re crazy or not.”

  “I’m definitely crazy. No doubt about that one.” He ran his hand down to her ass. “The kid gloves are coming off.” He squeezed her ass and pulled her close to him so she was flush against his body. Fortunately, he had his dick completely under control, but that was about it. “I’m going to fight for you, Chloe.”

  “You’re really not wasting any time.”

  “I wasted too much of it and ended up watching you go. I’m not doing it again.” He stroked a finger down her cheek. “You mean too much to me, and I already lost you once. All of my cards will be out on the table. There will be no one else. Not now, not ever, that will compare to you.”

  “Alfie?”

  He pressed his lips to hers, taking her hands and putting them around his neck, exactly where they should be. With his hands back on her hips, he slowly began to move to the beat of the music.

  “You do know how to dance.”

  “Five years of practice, I kind of got the handle of it. I could swing you around this dance floor, but right now, you’re likely to end up with a concussion from smacking into everyone.”

  She burst out laughing. “Wow.”

  “What?”

  “It’s like I’ve never been gone with you.”

  “Like the last five years were a sick fucking joke?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  She rested her head against his chest, and Alfie wanted to fist pump the world. This was more than he could ask for.

  Several people would look their way, but he ignored them. Word was already out after what he did in the diner, Chloe was off limits. The memory of the “fair fuck,” which was what it had been known as, had to be forgotten.

  He wasn’t playing around this time.

  When it came to Chloe, he was going to win her fair and square.

  ****

  They danced for two hours straight, and rather than go home, Chloe went back to his apartment. He lived about a twenty-minute ride from the clubhouse. The apartment block was a nice one though, a great neighborhood. The block itself only had enough for twenty residents at one time, so it wasn’t a huge building, and Alfie lived on the second floor.

  “If I’m lucky, Ian and Riley are not here.”

  “They live with you?”

  “No. Ian’s got his own place above the clothing store, and Riley still lives with his dad until he can find a place. Out of all of us, Riley likes to spend his money on strippers.”

  “And you don’t.”

  “There’s only one pair of tits I’ve wanted to see. The only time I’m at the titty place is when I’m ordered to go as part of club duty.”

  “You really don’t want to see anyone else?”

  He opened the door, and the light was off.

  “Does it mean it your friends are not here?”

  “No. They like to crash here.” Alfie closed the door and took off. She stepped into his apartment expecting to find beer cans and mess, and instead, she found a really nice place.

  She looked around, seeing a small television and a gaming unit. He had a sofa and a chair, both of them matched in color.

  There were shelves with a couple of books or figurines and pictures. She stepped up to the one on the far side and picked it up.

  It was a picture of her and Alfie, taken on the bleachers, when he convinced her to spend the afternoon dodging teachers.

  When Lily found out she skipped a class, her mother had been so mad and told her it had to be the only time she did anything crazy. Her education always came first.

  “They’re not here,” Alfie said.

  She put the picture back and saw one that made her frown.

  “How did you get this?” Chloe asked, picking one up with her mother. She wore a chef’s uniform, and her mother held a plate of food. It had been one of the events at the culinary school.

  “I, erm, I stole it.”

  “How did you even know about it?”

  “Your mom dropped it after they got developed.”

  “Oh.”

  “I didn’t return it. I was so happy for you, and I saw how happy you were. I knew I couldn’t come and get you.”

  She put the photo down. “You wanted to?”

  “You think I just wanted to live my life waiting for you to come home?”

  “You had an out, Alfie.”

  “It was an out I didn’t want.” He shrugged. “You think this has been easy for me? I knew where you were. I wanted to make it up to you, but I knew coming to you at the school, it wouldn’t help my cause. You had this plan even before me, and I wasn’t going to come between you and your dreams.”

  “And now?”

  “Now you’re in town. You’ve got whatever qualification you’ve got, and now, I’m not going to stop in my pursuit of you.”

  “With all the ink, it’s kind of hard to take this seriously. Pursuit?”

  “Did I tell you since you left, I took up reading?” He stepped up toward her.

  “No. You read?”

  “Of course I can read.” He pulled out his wallet and held up a little card. “I’ve got my own membership to the library and everything.”

  “A lot has changed.”

  “Not my feelings for you,” he said.

  She didn’t know what to say whenever he brought up feelings, a future.

  Tonight had been easy. No one had brought up the past, but it still lingered in the air. However, she had to get over it.

  She needed closure. “I didn’t ask you to go dancing with me just for Mom or Eagle.”

  He didn’t step away or give her space. It was hard to focus with him so close, but she wasn’t going to be distracted, or at least she kept on telling herself that.

  “Then why?”

  “Because I wanted to. I mean, I love to dance. I’ve never been dancing before. Not on a date, and well, I know Mom wants me to find my peace with you before she would even consider going on a date with Eagle. Don’t you think we’ve come between them enough?”

  “Look, what happened between our parents wasn’t our fault.”

  She chuckled. “It was. I can’t believe you don’t see it.”

  “I see it. Yes, they didn’t make it because of what happened between us, but you know your mom and I know my dad. If they wanted to make this work, they would have. I don’t think they were ready, and they used us as an excuse.”

  “Your dad was head over heels in love with my mom.”

  “I know, and it’s exactly my point. He’d spent a lifetime watching her and now he had a chance to have her, but also, not too long after her divorce. I’m thinking he was a little worried about being the rebound guy.”

  “You do realize how crazy that sounds,” she said.

  “Crazy but true. Dad’s not been with anyone serious, not even my mother. Then all of a sudden, your mom is available. The woman he’s been in love with for all of his life. There was no way he was going to pass that up.”

  “What about the last five years?”

  “That I can’t answer. Club business has pu
lled him away. You pulled your mom away. I don’t know. I want to help get them back together.”

  “We can do that,” she said. “I don’t think your dad deserves it though. The way he treats you and has treated you, is wrong.”

  “Don’t do this. It’s fine.”

  “The fact you think it’s fine, is wrong.”

  “You still owe me a kiss.”

  “Alfie?”

  “And you’ve got to promise me you’ll give us a shot.”

  “You’re seriously asking me for this?”

  He took her hand and placed it over his chest. She felt the rapidly beating pulse of his heart.

  “Do you feel that?” he asked.

  “It’s your heart.”

  “And it’s beating wildly for you. No one else. I’ve been waiting for this chance for five years, and I’m not going to pass it up, not for my dad, not for anyone. You’re the one I want, Chloe.” He sank his fingers into her hair, tilted her head back, and she didn’t have time to fight the rush of heat as he slammed his lips down on hers.

  It was an all-consuming kiss.

  One that told her he meant business and wasn’t going to stop until she felt the spark. For Chloe, the spark had never gone. It hadn’t even faded; it just held a horrible memory.

  Rather than push him away, she wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him back.

  It had been so long since she’d been with him. There hadn’t been anyone else. Reginald had wanted to take her back to his place and show her how a real chef fucked, but she’d turned him down flat. The thought of being with anyone had never appealed to her, until Alfie.

  He pressed her up against the wall. The hand on her hip slid up to cup her breast. She let out a moan as he broke the kiss, trailing his lips down to her neck.

  “I’ve only ever wanted you, Chloe. You’re not the first woman I’ve slept with, but you will be my last.”

  “You’ve got to stop saying these things,” she said.

  “Why?”

  “Because I’m going to start believing them.”

  “I want you to believe them.” He hovered over her pulse, and as he bit down, she couldn’t contain her scream as it consumed them. “They’re the truth.” He flicked his tongue across her pulse, soothing out the pain.

  It felt amazing being in his arms, having his touch.

  “Please,” she said.

  “What are you asking?”

  “Don’t stop. I need you.” Her face heated as she realized what she was asking him.

  They had been apart for five years, but it only felt like it was yesterday when she opened her door and there he stood, waiting to take her to the fair.

  He pulled up the fabric of her shirt, and she didn’t fight him. Instead, she grabbed his shirt and tore at it, dragging it over his head. He let out a chuckle as she fought him to get naked.

  He began to move her away from the wall and toward his bedroom. Each of them tackled the other’s jeans, until they stood before each other in only their underwear. Alfie wore a pair of black boxers, while she was in her black, lacy underwear.

  “I’ve had so many dreams, imagining you here, like this, and wanting to fuck you so badly.”

  “I’ve not been with anyone else.”

  “Just like me,” he said. He stroked a finger around her back, going to the catch of her bra. He flicked it open, and her tits sprang free. She didn’t make a single move to cover herself.

  Pulling the bra off, she sank to her knees, taking his boxer briefs. The hard ridge of his cock pressing against the front of them had been impressive, but nothing compared to seeing him long, thick, and naked.

  Her hand shook as she wrapped her fingers around his length.

  He released a cute little growl as she started to touch him. She was gentle at first, getting used to touching him.

  “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he asked.

  “I know I can make it better.”

  “Oh, yeah, how?”

  She put the tip against her lips and sucked him into her mouth.

  “Fuck!” He yelled the word.

  She went as deep as he could go, hitting the back of her throat before she pulled back. She did this several times, sucking on him as if he was a lollipop. When she glanced up at him, he had his hands on his hips, and he looked like he was losing control, which she wanted him to do.

  With her other hand, she cupped his balls, playing with them as she sucked him off. Each time he cursed, she knew she’d hit the right spot.

  “I’m not going to come in your mouth.” He pushed her away, lifting her up, and dropping her onto the bed.

  “You were so close.”

  “Chloe, it has been five years since I’ve been with anyone. I’m not going to last.”

  “You’ve used your hand.”

  “Believe me, it doesn’t compare with your sexy as fuck mouth, or your pussy. There’s no way I could ever have that kind of control with you.” He slid between her thighs and pushed her up the bed, until his face was directly above her pussy.

  She still wore her panties, but in one tear, he had them gone.

  “Spread them.”

  She opened her legs wide and cried out as his face pressed against her pussy. His tongue slid between her slit, stroking over her swollen clit. The pleasure was instant, shocking, painful, and amazing all at once.

  He bit down on her clit, drawing the nub between his teeth before soothing it out with his tongue. He glided down to her entrance and fucked her using his fingers and tongue to heighten the sensation.

  She couldn’t think, couldn’t form a single word.

  He brought her to a screaming orgasm, and as she came down, he moved between her thighs, sliding in deep. The last ripple of her orgasm was intense as she completed around his cock.

  “I forgot how fucking incredible you were,” he said. “You never faked it once with me. You always let me see the real you.”

  He took her hands, placing them above her head as he started to pull out of her. She watched him as he looked down between where they were joined. His cock was already slick with her cum.

  Alfie slammed, surprising her with how big he was, and how long. He didn’t stop there, he pounded into her, making up for lost time as he claimed her lips.

  She was fucking Alfie.

  Back in his bed after so long.

  This shouldn’t be happening, and yet, she didn’t want him to stop.

  This was real to her.

  The past, it needed to be put to bed. She wasn’t here for her mother and Eagle. She was here because these feelings for Alfie were not dying. They’d been put on hold, and they both owed it to each other, to make this work. It didn’t take Alfie long to find his release. Within a few strokes, he came, yelling out her name, the sound echoing off the walls.

  Their orgasms may have come quick, but to Chloe, they were perfect, because they were the start of something amazing.

  Chapter Sixteen

  The following morning, Alfie pretended to be asleep. He watched Chloe sleep, but when she started to wake up, he lowered his eyes enough to still see her but for her to think he was still asleep.

  She turned to look at him, and he saw the smile on her lips.

  At least she wasn’t angry or regretting last night.

  She slowly started to try to leave the bed, but he wasn’t going to have that. Quickly reaching for her, he dragged her beneath him.

  She let out a little cry. “What are you doing?”

  “If you think I’m going to let you leave this bed, you are very much mistaken,” he said, claiming her lips.

  She moaned, running her hands all over his back, and holding him tightly.

  “I could get used to this,” he said, pulling away. He smiled down at her.

  “I can’t believe we did this.”

  “You’re not having any regrets, are you?”

  “None. You?”

  “None. This is what I’ve been hoping for. I wa
nted to come and get you so many times,” he said.

  “You did?”

  “Yeah. A few times I’d think about calling a cab, and coming to visit you, to talk to you, and each time, I’d find a reason that seemed so much bigger.” He kissed her again. “I love you, Chloe.”

  “Alfie, it’s too soon.”

  “I know. I’m not going to hide my feelings for you, baby. I want you. You’re back in town, and I’m not going to give you a reason to run. Not again. I’m going to be open, honest, and true with you.”

  He moved between her thighs.

  When he woke, he didn’t intend to have sex with her, but pulling the blanket away from her body, and seeing those curves, he just couldn’t resist.” He kissed down to her tits, sucking on each nipple before moving back up.

  He gripped his rock-hard cock and slid it between her wet folds. She gasped and spread her legs wider for him.

  Finding her entrance, he pressed forward a couple of inches before slamming to the hilt within her.

  She gasped.

  He moaned. Pulling out until only the tip of him was inside her, he pushed forward and started to make love to her.

  In and out, watching her.

  “I want you on top of me,” he said.

  He spun them so she was straddling him with those beautiful tits in front of his face.

  He lifted up and kissed each one before sucking on the nipples. Pushing them together, he pressed his face against the curve of each.

  “Alfie.” She moaned.

  Sliding his hands down to her hips, he guided her over his cock, showing her what he wanted from her.

  He drove into her slowly at first, until Chloe gained her confidence. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she worked her pussy over his length.

  He watched her take him, and it was such a pretty sight, one he’d been dreaming about for so long. Reaching between her thighs, he began to stroke her clit. “I want you to come all over my cock, Chloe. Let me feel you come.”

  She cried out as he teased her clit, but he didn’t stop.

  When she came, it set off his own release. She was so fucking tight, and as she wrapped around him, every single pulse and clench of her cunt seemed to milk his cock from his cum.

  Just as they were coming down from their peak, he heard the unmistakable sound of his door opening and closing.