Daddy Biker: MC Romance

by Sadie Savage

  “You’ve an amazing body, curves in all the perfect places,” he told her, kissing his way down her neck.

  Goldie had always been a bit sensitive about her size, because the men she had encountered always made such a big deal of it. It was nice to find someone who seemed to not mind that she was a big taller and thicker, but didn’t seem to be fetishizing it into some form of freaky obsession. She’d had more than her fill of those types.

  “Thank you. You aren’t so bad yourself,” she replied.

  “I’m not very curvy. All hard angles,” he said playfully.

  “Sounds just right to me,” she told him.

  His lips fell on hers again, kissing her slowly and softly until her head began to spin. Pulling away, he took her hand and led her to his bedroom. He sat her on the bed to watch as he undressed. Her eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of his sizeable cock. What were they feeding the men in this area? She licked her lips seductively as he stood naked in front of her.

  “See something you like then?” he asked.

  “I certainly do,” she told him, leaning forward and slipping her tongue along the bulbous head. It jumped against her tongue as she made contact and he moaned a little, which she took as an encouragement to proceed.

  Goldie took her time, enjoying the way his cock felt against her tongue and the way he tasted. Wrapping a single hand around his shaft, she began pumping up and down, meeting her lips as she slowly toured his hardness. His hands tangled in her hair, watching as the head of his dick disappeared in and out of her mouth. Moving her hand down toward the base, she began taking more of him in her mouth until she could feel him hitting the back of her throat, tickling her tonsils.

  “Oh, God, that feels so good. You have an incredible mouth,” he moaned.

  Goldie responded by picking up the pace, bobbing up and down the length of his cock as he whimpered with pleasure above her. She felt hungry for his cum, wanted to taste it running down the back of her throat, but her greed was circumvented as he pulled free of her, pushing her back on the bed and slipping her panties off.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned as he softly kissed his way up her legs to her thighs, pushing them apart to access her already soaked pussy. He lapped gently at her juices, his large tongue dipping in and out of her folds and tangling around her clit as he took his time teasing her with his mouth. Her back arched upwards, pushing against his face, wanting more.

  Then he was pulling away, moving upward, his fingers replacing his mouth as he explored her folds with his long, rough fingers. His mouth covered one of her nipples, causing her to gasp a little as she realized how sore it still was from the night before with Joshua. It felt soothing to have him take such care licking and sucking at it before moving to the other side. She could feel herself getting wetter, the more he fingered her and caressed her breasts with his mouth.

  “God, you’re incredible,” he told her as he brought her face up to hers, watching her reactions as he fingerfucked her with longer strokes, simultaneously rubbing her clit with his thumb. She bit her lip as he smiled down at her, bringing her to an explosive orgasm with his talented hands before finally slipping his throbbing cock inside of her.

  “Yes. Perfect,” she managed to say between panting and whimpering. Though he was extremely gentle, he was also massive. She felt like he might tear her apart slowly from the inside as he pulsated against her inner walls. Her fingers dug into his back as he drove into her with slow, heavy strokes, filling her in a way she had never felt before.

  “You’re so tight. It feels like you are squeezing my cock. God, it feels amazing,” he whispered in her ear, taking his time to let her feel every inch of him as he sank in and out of her.

  “Ahhh, I’m cumming,” she almost sighed, her body trembling with the force of the orgasm that seemed to overtake her entire frame. It was quickly followed by a series of equally powerful explosions that shook her to the very core. Feeling weak and shattered beneath him, she could see no signs of him stopping anytime soon. Instead, he bent forward to kiss her deeply. She felt overwhelmed with emotion, but refused to give into anything she might be feeling in a moment of passion.

  “Beautiful,” he mumbled against her hair, pulling her legs upward and over his shoulders as he sank even deeper inside her. She gasped as he seemed to hit her very womb. It felt incredible to have someone so gentle inside of her. He felt like someone in love with her, though she knew that wasn’t true. Still, it made it all feel even more amazing.

  To her surprise, something that sounded much like the growl of an animal seemed to come from him as his passion rose. When she looked up into his eyes, she could see that same darkness that she had noted in Joshua’s last night. Was it possible that there was something to the rumors? The thought fell away as the sounds began to give way to more of a groan.

  His hands cupped the cheeks of her ass as he plunged into her very core until she wasn’t sure how much more she could handle. As if perfectly in tune with her, his fingers dug into her backside as he erupted into her center, filling her with a heavy load of cum before pulling free and slipping her legs away from his shoulders. Rather than dropping onto one side of the bed and falling asleep, he curled up next to her, wrapping one arm around her so that she could curl into the crook.

  “I’m glad you came home with me. You’re truly amazing,” he told her, kissing her lightly on the forehead.

  “Not nearly as glad as I am,” she told him.

  “I hope so. I know you aren’t here for very long, but I really hope we can spend some more time together, get to know one another more than just sexually.”

  Goldie smiled up at him, her emotions running the gamut. Ordinarily, she would be elated that someone like him wanted to spend more time with her, but that was not at all what she had intended when she came here to Bear Lake. There was no hope for a relationship and so why start something she couldn’t finish? Still, she couldn’t bring herself to just shoot him down.

  “That would be nice,” she told him, knowing she didn’t mean it. She’d love to mean it if the circumstances were different, but it was what it was and she wouldn’t be here next week, so why bother?

  “I think so,” he told her, kissing her on the cheek.

  Goldie thought it might be best to change the subject to something that didn’t concern what they might or might not be come morning. This might be the only time in her life that she had ever felt awkward with after sex cuddling and she suddenly understood why men like Joshua didn’t like it. It was intimate. By cuddling, you were creating an intimate bond with someone you didn’t feel emotionally connected to and that was the very problem.

  “So, you grew up here in Bear Lake?” she asked.

  “Yes. I was born here, went to high school here. Between growing up here, school and the store, I know pretty much everyone in town. It’s like your friends, Ian and Randy, I meet them when they first came to town. Randy was fussing over everything in the store and Ian was just watching him fret, smiling and nodding. I could tell they were a couple and knew they were going to have a hard time fitting in with so many small town, small minded people.”

  “I didn’t realize they ever had a problem with that,” Goldie said, feeling saddened that someone might take an unfortunate view of them based on their private preferences when they were such good guys.

  “As it turned out, I was completely wrong. They are such great guys that people seemed to just accept them without issue. Between Ian’s quick wit and Randy’s sarcastic zingers, they always have people in stitches wherever they go. Plus, they are the first to jump in to help anyone who seems to be in need.”

  “Yes. They have always been like that. They are one of the nicest couples I know. I’ve seen people take advantage of that and find it unfortunate, but they seem to just chalk incidents like that up to poor judgment and move on.”

  “That sounds like them. What about you? Were you always a big city girl or did you move there later in life?”

  “I
have always lived in the city. We sometimes went on road trips to see how other people lived when I was growing up, but the city was home, still is. I don’t know if I could live in a place like this long term. It’s nice and quiet when you need that sort of downtime, but I think I would miss the lights and parties. There is always something to do there.”

  “I’m sure there is. I think that would just make me tired after a while. I love the outdoors and just sitting under the moon and skies. Sometimes, the urge to just get out and run through the woods strikes me and I can do that freely here. I’m pretty sure I couldn’t get by with how I live in a big city anywhere. Too many people, too many questions, too much noise.”

  “I suppose we tend to grow into the places where we grow up. We become as much a part of it as it does us.”

  “I can agree with that,” he said.

  They talked into the wee hours, until she fell asleep, still in his arms. Another odd dream came to her. This time she was not running, but lying by a river in the sun, enjoying the way it felt beaming down on her face. Once again, she was startled awake, this time because she was dreaming a storm was afoot. A loud crack of lightening caused her to bolt upright and John to stir beside her, but he didn’t wake up. Looking out the window, the night was clear, but morning was breaking.

  Chapter Six

  Goldie crept into the house and tiptoed to her bedroom early the next morning. She had slipped out of John’s house with a kiss on the cheek and an excuse that she had an early day planned. Despite how incredible the night with him had been, she knew it was best to end it before it got to the whole “stay for breakfast” and then “let’s spend the day together” bits that might take it to a level she didn’t want to attempt. Climbing beneath the covers, she intended to just relax in bed for a while and then maybe get out and do some hiking.

  “Oh, bad girl is up,” Ian said playfully as she stepped into the living room much later in the morning.

  “Yes, she is. What are you doing at home? Shouldn’t you be at work?”

  “I should be, but I took the day off. I’m about to head up to Walter’s Bluff to see the doctor.”

  “Nothing serious, I hope.”

  “No, nothing at all. Just a routine checkup and an opportunity to do some shopping. You want to come with me and take a browse about town?”

  “I appreciate it, but I think I’m going to head out into the woods and roam around a bit.”

  “It’s a lovely place to roam, but I don’t suggest you go too far alone. There are wild animals out there.”

  “I’ll stick to the well-traveled trails.”

  “Just be careful. Promise?”

  “I do,” she said with a laugh, feeling a bit like she was talking to her father.

  “Good enough then. I’m off to my appointment. I think Randy is working late, so you’ll be on your own for dinner.”

  “I can probably manage,” she said with a laugh.

  “I’m sure you’ll do fine. You don’t seem to have a shortage of pretty men to take you out for a bite. Perhaps you should call one of them up.”

  “I’m pacing myself. I’ll most likely just grab a sandwich or something.”

  “Oh, live a little. You’ll be gone at the end of the week. No sense not taking advantage of something that’s right in front of you.”

  “I’ll take it under advisement,” she said with a smile. Ian shrugged and walked out the door.

  Goldie changed and threw a few things into her daypack for the impromptu hike. She was already halfway down the sidewalk when an overwhelming sense of nausea stopped her in her tracks. The sun suddenly felt unnaturally hot as it bore down upon her from above. A few more steps and she felt like she might pass out. Perhaps it was a result of having drank more than usual last night, but she still hadn’t consumed enough to be hungover, especially when she wasn’t this way when she had woken up either time today.

  “Fuck this,” she muttered and turned around to return to the house.

  Sitting on the sofa, she turned on the television to discover that someone had been attacked by bears only hours ago. She thought about Randy and Ian’s comments insinuating there were werewolves out and about at the full moon and laughed. At least it wasn’t a wolf attack! Then, she felt bad that she was making light of someone having been mauled, but the news continued to say that the man who was killed was a known sexual predator. Perhaps karma did exist, after all. Her body began to feel even worse and she decided to go lie down.

  She spent the rest of the day alternately curled up in bed and in the bathroom being ill. Obviously, she had picked up a bug somewhere. By late afternoon, it seemed to have passed and she was starving. A sandwich wasn’t going to cut it. She got dressed again and walked into town to a diner she had seen yesterday. It advertised home cooking and that was just what she needed right now.

  “That was delicious,” she told the waitress, having finished off a large plate of pork roast with potatoes, onions and carrots. It was a heavy meal, something she didn’t ordinarily allow herself, but even after having eaten the entire thing, she felt like she could still eat.

  “Would you like a slice of pie?” the woman asked and Goldie looked at her as if she was an angel, a smile spreading across her face.

  “Yes! Do you have peach?”

  “We certainly do. Ala mode?”

  “Absolutely. Thank you.”

  Goldie took her time enjoying the warm gooey pie with the large dollop of vanilla bean ice cream on the side. She was pretty sure that it was the best thing she had ever tasted. What she wasn’t sure about was why she was so hungry. Then it occurred to her that she had eaten nothing today. Perhaps that was the simple explanation for her hunger. Her thoughts were disrupted as her cell phone rang.

  “Did you make it home okay?” Ian asked.

  “Oh, yes. Well, I never left really. I felt a little ill and went back to bed for a while.”

  “You aren’t here now.”

  “No. I was incredibly hungry when I woke up and decided to come up to the diner for dinner. I’m sorry. I should have left a note.”

  “Oh, please. You don’t have to answer to us. Still, I just wanted to make sure you weren’t lost in the woods somewhere and unable to get back before night falls. We will see you when you get back.”

  “See you soon,” she said, ending the call.

  Goldie paid her bill and walked out. All the shops were beginning to close up. Bear Lake was one of those small town places that shut down before dark, for the most part. She ducked into a nearby package store to buy a couple of bottles of wine to take back with her. Purchase in hand, she headed back to the lake house.

  “Would you like a hand with that?” a voice said from nearby.

  “Oh, hello!” she said, spotting Joshua as he walked up to her from the sidewalk that joined the large porch of the store.

  “Hello yourself. I wanted to call you, but you didn’t give me your number and I didn’t want to be like some stalker by just showing up at your friends’ house.”

  “So, you decided to be a stalker here in town instead?” she said playfully.

  “Something like that. I was actually on my way home from work and spotted you coming out,” he told her.

  “I guess that is okay then,” she laughed.

  “I hope so,” he replied, reaching for her bags even though she hadn’t answered his question.

  They walked back to Ian and Randy’s place and he helped her inside with the bags. She wasn’t at all surprised to find that they knew him quite well, chatting him up like old friends. It was a very small community and everyone seemed to know everyone else. What did surprise her was that he owned the only bank in town. He hadn’t struck her as the banker type before, but seeing him today in a double breasted suit, it was easy to see it.

  “Well, I guess I best be getting back to the house. Feel free to stop by for a drink later if you get bored hanging out with these two,” he told Goldie playfully, kissing her on the cheek as he lef
t.

  “Honey, if you aren’t out the door within the hour to go have drinks with that man, we’re evicting you,” Randy told her.

  “Very funny,” she replied.

  “I am dead serious,” he told her with a little smile.

  “Yes, I can see that you are from the smirk.”

  In the end, she decided to throw caution to the wind and wander over to Joshua’s for a drink. Knocking on the door, it was now she that felt a bit like a stalker just showing up rather than calling, but she realized that they still hadn’t exchanged phone numbers.

  “Goldie! I’m glad you decided to come by,” he said as he opened the door.

  “Well, you know, I didn’t have your number and thought I would stop by and get it from you,” she told him.

  “Oh, of course. Come on in and I’ll write it down for you while I pour you a drink. I’m multitalented like that,” he said.

  Inside, he did exactly that, handing her a scrap of paper with his phone number and a glass of wine. She took a sip of it, but found that it didn’t set well with her stomach after her recent illness. He didn’t seem to notice, as he clearly had other things on his mind. Ordinarily, a man pouncing on her without so much as a polite conversation would be a turn off, but her train of thought along those lines had changed since deciding to opt for fun instead of a relationship.

  It was quite the change of pace after her night of slow lovemaking with John, as she quickly found herself pinned against Joshua’s sofa with his hand down her pants. His teeth sank into her shoulder as he massaged her clit, quickly getting her ready for him. Throwing all caution to the wind despite her lectures to herself, she allowed her body to respond, flooding his hand with the first of what would be numerous orgasms.

  “That a girl,” he said, pulling free of her pants and beginning to get undressed.

  “My God, what happened to your chest?” she exclaimed, noting the long jagged cut across it as he peeled away his shirt.