MOTORCYCLE CLUB: Rebel Riders (Billionaire MC Romance) (Biker With A Cause Book 1)

by Alexandra Stone

  “Spread your thighs open,” he said.

  I opened my legs. Reginald positioned himself on top of me and entered me from behind. In this position he went deep inside me. It felt so good and I felt my body on the brink of climax. “Oh, yes. Reginald that feels so good, please don’t stop,” I whispered.

  He moaned at hearing my words and began to move faster and faster. His manhood moved in and out of me fast and I was so wet I was slick as he moved.

  “I’m close darling,” Reginald said.

  “I am too,” I said.

  He reached his hand around and put it between the pillows and me. His finger found my clit and massaged it. That was it. That was all I needed to push me over the edge. With the next few thrusts I felt my body tensing up. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I yelled.

  My whole body convulsed as I felt myself release onto him. The pulsating vibrations went from my center out to my entire body. I felt complete relief and my body felt heavy as I let it collapse into the pile of pillows. Reginald continued to move in and out of me until finally he tensed and then release himself inside of me. He moaned loudly as I felt the warmth of him flowing inside of me. Reginald collapsed on top of me panting and moaning. It felt so good to have his body on mine. I relished the feel of my orgasm and allowed myself to smile and enjoy it. I deserved this. I had such a hard life up until now and I needed this. I needed to feel good with a man I was very attracted too.

  Outside I could hear the rain as it started to hit the windows. The storm that I had seen earlier in the distance had now arrived. The wind and water pounded against the glass. It only made me feel cozier on the bed with Reginald.

  He rolled off of me and we pushed the pile of pillows off the bed. He gathered the sheets and pulled them on top of us. He wrapped his body around mine spooning me and keeping me warm with his heat.

  “Thank you,” I said.

  “No, thank you,” he replied.

  Reginald is the oldest man I had ever been with, and maybe that had something to do with how safe I felt with him, even now in this storm.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Decadent Breakfast

  The soft light of the sunrise woke me up in the morning. Reginald was still wrapped around me and it felt good. However, I needed to get out of there before I wanted something more than just sex. I could be in danger of falling in love with this man if he showed me any more compassion so I needed to leave. He had showed no other interest in me other than sex and so I did not want to assume that he wanted more. I slowly got up from the bed gently so as not to wake him. I pulled on my dress and panties and started to quietly slip out the door.

  “Do you want me to walk you out?” Reginald said.

  I was startled by his voice. I thought he was still asleep. He got out of bed and walked into the sitting area where I stood. He was completely naked. His hard body was even more gorgeous in the daylight of the sunrise. I smiled as I looked over his nakedness.

  “I’m not sure your neighbors would be okay with you walking out like that,” I said playfully.

  He laughed and walked over to me and said, “Stay for breakfast. We can have breakfast in bed.”

  I thought about it. I knew I should leave but the way he looked at me I couldn’t say no.

  “Okay but just for breakfast,” I said.

  He walked over to the phone and picked it up to order. I stared out the window. I gasped when I remembered I was in his mansion playing out my southern belle fantasy. Everything he had done to me came flooding back. The demanding sexual commands, they way he touched me, and the way he moved inside me. I closed my eyes in embarrassment. What had I done? I looked over at the man on the phone. The panic I was feeling seconds before left me the more I looked at him.

  “I hope you are hungry because I just ordered a lot of food,” he said.

  I was completely confused by this man. It was as if he was a different person by the hour. It was out of my comfort zone to be intimate with a stranger, but I was enjoying the mystery of him.

  “Yes, I am hungry thank you,” I said as I began to rub his shoulders. I wanted to touch him. He moaned under my touch.

  After a few seconds he said, “You are good with your hands.”

  “Thank you, you are good with…everything.”

  We both laughed. It was nice to set a lighter mood to the situation after being commanded by him and his sexual aggression.

  “Those hands of yours, they are like magic,” he said.

  “Thank you.”

  He rolled over and kissed me on the mouth. I was immediately aroused. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. It felt good. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. He gently laid me down and took slid my panties off my legs and pulled my dress off my body.

  He put his hands on my hips and picked me up and propped me on top him. I straddled his waist and smiled. I was having fun. The shivers shot up through my body and I was instantly aroused.

  He reached down and cupped my buttocks and squeezed them. He pushed me forward and said, “Sit on my face.”

  My eyes opened wide. I had never done such a thing before. I hesitated and he said, “It’s okay. I won’t bite. Just lick.”

  I did as he said and moved forward on his body. I straddled his face arched my body up, hovering just above his mouth. He brought his face up between my legs and licked my slick cleft. I gasped. He licked up and down like licking the frosting off a piece of cake. I placed my hands on the headboard to steady myself. He stuck his tongue inside of me and I instinctively started moving up and down slowly. He squeezed my bottom and I moaned. I was in complete ecstasy. He moved his tongue to my clitoris and pressed against it over and over.

  It didn’t take long before I was yelling out, “I’m cuming!”

  When I was done having an orgasm on his face. He placed the tip of his cock inside me and once again pushed inside me. His manhood filled me and went deep. His thick member moved in and out of me fast. We needed to be done before there was a knock at the door from his staff bringing in breakfast. The excitement of knowing that at any minute we could be interrupted only put me on the brink of another orgasm sooner.

  “I love being inside you. You feel so good,” He whispered in my ear. He grabbed me and held me tight as he thrust himself harder and faster inside me. I couldn’t handle it anymore and I exploded into an orgasm again. This must have set him off too, because he came almost a few seconds after I did. He stayed inside me for a minute or two, both of us enjoying the remnants of our orgasm. Just then there was a knock at the door.

  He grabbed his pants and pulled them on and I grabbed my dress and pulled it over my head. He walked into the sitting room and opened the door. The staff member rolled in the room service cart. He signed for it and then the staff member was out the door. He came back into the bedroom, looked at me and winked as he rolled in the cart. I went over to the table and sat.

  The cart was full of an assortment of foods.

  “I didn’t know what you would like so I ordered everything,” he said.

  I laughed and said, “Thank you I like everything.”

  “Good. I like a girl that eats.” He said as he uncovered the silver domes from the platters. There was steak and eggs, pancakes, bacon, croissants, fruit, and of course coffee. I ate hardily and so did he. We stared out at the view and made light conversation. We laughed and stared into each other’s eyes.

  After we ate we were back in bed again and enjoying some fruit. He fed me strawberries and lounged lazily. Before long we had dozed off again. It was nice and comforting to have his strong body spoon me.

  A couple of hours later I woke up. He was still asleep. I figured it was time for me to leave. I didn’t want to go, but I couldn’t stay here forever. I grabbed his arm from around my waist and laid it at his side.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” he said.

  I laughed a little and then said, “I should probably go.”

  He groaned a little
in resistance. I got up anyway and got dressed and grabbed my things. He watched me with a smirk on his face. He finally got up out of bed.

  He laughed and walked over to me. I wanted him to say something romantic. I wanted him to tell me that he had instantly fell in love with me as though it was love at first sight. He came closer and placed a soft kiss on my forehead and said, “Have a safe drive home Claire. Thank you for last night.”

  It wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but I didn’t really expect him to say he loved me. It never really went that way in real life, only in my southern fantasy. “Thank you Reginald. Have a good morning,” I said as I smiled politely. He held the door open and I left. The morning seemed lovelier than ever after the midnight storm that had come through. I drove home with the biggest smile on my face. I had done it. I took matters into my own hands and I had the experience I wanted to have with the man I wanted to have it with. I felt sexy and I felt like a woman once again. It all felt very intoxicating and I had finally had my southern fantasy with a true southern gentleman.

  THE END

  Doctor's Order

  CHAPTER ONE

  My home life was unsatisfying. No it wasn’t because I was under going any abuse of any kind like so many other young girls of age eighteen like me. It was simply because I was being ignored. It was simply because of neglect. It was simply because I knew there was more out there. There was more out there than I was experiencing right now and I was ready to experience it. Maybe I was an old soul for wanting this. All the other girls like me seemed content in the mundane life of going off to college or if they weren’t, they hid it well. It was after this that I, Amelia Lace started to play with the idea of running away from home. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do it or what would happen. I guess it wasn’t really running away because I was in fact an adult at eighteen. However, my family did not want me to leave. They wanted me to get a job and contribute to their bills and such. I did not want that. So when I met him, I knew it was meant to be. He was a doctor, an older man, and he made my life erotic and exciting.

  It was Monday and I got dressed for work, which was a part time job at the library. I pulled up my dark brown hair into a bun on top of my head and I coated on some black mascara that accentuated my big dark eyes. I pulled on a maroon sweater, over a flirty short dress, and calf high boots. I was working in the neighboring town to my small town. This town was very small, just like mine, and it was the place where everyone knew everyone. I sat at the counter of the quiet library reading. I had already been at work for five hours and it was almost time for me to get off of work. I sat there reading a book Burroughs. Then I saw him across the library. I sunk my book lower and peered over the top. The man was wearing a tight grey shirt that left little to the imagination, for fitting jeans, and boots. He had longish hair that was pulled back into a man bun, which I liked. I was rosy with anticipation that this new man I had never seen before was there. He was an older man, perhaps forty or so, but he was fit and fresh faced. Despite his good looks, there was something else about him too. He looked mischievous and adventurous. He held his book high like I was. I could see that the book he was reading was “On the Road.” I was immediately aroused and interested. Then he did something that I did not expect. While I focused on the book he looked straight at me. My stare went from the book to his beautiful eyes. They were an emerald green. I rapidly diverted my eyes. I felt anxious. He had seen me gazing right at him. I was embarrassed. I raised my book over my faceThen we started to play this hide and seek game using our books. I finally laughed out loud. He must have taken this as an invite, because he got up from his chair and sat next to me. I stared at him. He just had that air about him. Like he had lived, or like he had seen some stuff. In the silence of the library we couldn’t really talk. He pulled out a pad of paper and wrote down, “Hi.”

  I grabbed his pencil and wrote, “Hi my name is Amelia. You?”

  He grabbed the pencil and wrote, “Liam.”

  I locked eyes with him and then he whispered, “When do you get out of work?”

  I answered back, “I could leave now.”

  He looked at me and stood up and walked toward the door, and jerked his head to the side motioning for me to follow him outside. A rush of possibility and anticipation rushed through me, but I followed anyway.

  We walked out of the front door to the daylight.

  “What are you doing here? A beautiful young woman in a small town working at a boring library?”

  “I don’t really know. I ask myself that every day? Who are you?”

  “I am a doctor. I am passing through town. I took time off from the hospital and I am just going where the wind takes me.”

  “I don’t believe you,” I said.

  “Believe it. It’s what I am doing for two weeks. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

  “How do you do that?” I asked confused.

  “Exactly as it sounds. I took off work from the hospital because it can be a very stressful job, you know saving lives. I packed and left. I love my work as a doctor. That’s all it is. It sounds tough but it’s really just one day at a time. That’s all. I go where I want to go. I see all the things I’ve longed to see. I am in charge of my own life.”

  “And your family?” I asked

  “I don’t have a wife or children. I am a free man,” he said with a wink.

  “What about you? Why is it so shocking to you to meet someone that does what they want?” he asked.

  “I guess it is because I have never met an older man like you who is not stuck in a job they hate with a family they don’t want to be with,” I said.

  “That is because you have never left this town, that is why you have not met another man like me. I kind of like that I am one of a kind in your eyes, if you like older men?” he asked arching his eyebrows.

  “I think I do,” I whispered.

  I leaned against the wall then I continued, “This life does feel wrong to me. I can’t explain it. I mean, it’s just a lot of things.”

  “You are tired of it?” he asked.

  “I am,” I sighed. I truly was.

  “Then come with me.”

  “What?”

  “Come with me. Let’s get out of here. We can go anywhere.”

  I laughed, “I can’t do that. I mean not really. I don’t even know you. “

  He looked at me and laughed. “I am a successful doctor with no real responsibilities. I emptied a large amount of cash out of my bank account and just hit the road. It is the best way to travel. Everyone takes cash. How much more do you need to know about me?”

  “You are serious about this aren’t you?” I looked at him with a slight smile. I was tempted to take him up on his offer. Suddenly being whisked off by this gorgeous older doctor with loads of money and the open road seemed like a good idea. I knew I shouldn’t do it. It would be wrong.

  “Yes. I am,” he smiled. “You don’t have to answer me now though. Just sleep on it. I am here in this little town until tomorrow afternoon and then I catch the train north. For now, how about I buy you lunch?”

  “Okay, lunch is good.”

  We walked to the greasy diner at the edge of town. Sitting in a red leather booth we ordered cherry cokes and cheeseburgers. We shared a large order of crispy fries and then shared an apple pie. It was perfect. He told me about his rich parents and being raised by a number of nannies. He had been in and out of boarding schools and his parents were rarely in the country for months at a time. I loved listening to him. It was like listening to a story about another world. It was exotic to me.

  “So where are you headed exactly?” I asked.

  “Well I don’t like to plan too much because that defeats the purpose of being spontaneous and on the road. But tomorrow I am headed to Big Sur. Live amongst the giant redwood trees for a while.”

  “That sounds amazing.”

  “Have you been?” he asked.

  “No, I have not.”

  “Neither have
I. We could discover it together,” he smiled that coy smile.

  I laughed. “That would be fun.”

  A few minutes later we were in his rented car. I was feeling nervous sitting this close to such a gorgeous older man that knew what he wanted out of life. He seemed so adventurous to me and not like what I thought a doctor would be like. He wasn’t the stuffy doctor that I had always known when I met a doctor. No, this guy was cool. Even for an older man he dressed like he was in a cool band, and I was drawn to that. I found myself becoming aroused as I looked at him. I felt myself getting wet.

  “What are you thinking about?” he asked.

  “You.”

  I gasped as I realized that I had answered so honestly and abruptly.

  “Is that so Amelia? What exactly about me were you thinking about?” he said as he drove along the dark road.

  “I am a virgin,” I said. “I would want to lose it to someone like you.”

  He arched his eyebrows and looked at me. “Do you mean that? Because I have wanted you since I saw you earlier, you must know that.”

  “Yes, I mean it.”

  “Now?” he asked.

  “Yes, I want you now. Please fuck me doctor,” I whispered.

  Liam pulled the car off the main road and down a small dirt road. I put my hand on my leg and spread my thighs. I rubbed my inner thigh seductively.

  “Are you sure you are a virgin?” he asked.

  “Yes, I am but I have done other things before. Lots of making out and heavy petting, I know enough to know that I am turned on and wet,” I said.

  “Fuck Amelia,” he said.

  He parked the car and kissed me with deep passion. I moaned in his mouth. I wanted this strong older successful man to take me. I wanted him to take my virginity. Liam pushed his hand up my dress and placed his hand against my warm pussy and said, “I can’t wait to be inside this. You are so young and I am old enough to be your father, it’s very hot and kinky.”