Dirty Biker (An MC Motorcycle Romance) (The Maxwell Family)

by Alycia Taylor

  “Got everything you need?” Her tone was sarcastic, obviously annoyed. I nodded and she went on to say, “I wasn’t mad when I left the other night. I was…annoyed, I guess and I let myself wonder if you and I were doing the right thing by being together. I thought about all the ups and downs that we’ve already had…but Ian, I decided that right or wrong didn’t matter, because I really want to be with you…”

  God, she was fucking killing me. I wanted to reach across the table and pull her towards me and shove my tongue in her mouth. I wanted to take her in the bathroom and push her up against the wall and rip those little shorts right off of her. I wanted to tell her that as much as she thought she wanted me, I wanted her more. Instead, like the chicken-shit I was turning out to be, I said the opposite.

  “Alexa, I know you weren’t mad. You asked for space and I gave it to you.” I tried to will the vision of her naked against the brick wall in the bathroom away. It wasn’t easy.

  “I appreciate it, but I don’t need it any longer. I’m sitting here telling you that I want to be with you. You say you’re not ignoring me and you don’t want to break up with me, so why are you pushing me away?”

  “I’m not pushing you away. I told you, it’s just been a really stressful week. I’m still not sleeping well, and then there was the stuff with you and crazy Kristie. I have a champion ship fight coming up too and I need to focus.”

  “And I make you lose focus?”

  The pizza arrived. I let the server set it down and ask if we needed anything else. Then I did what any coward would. I picked up a slice and shoved a big bite in my mouth. Alexa stared at me the whole time I was chewing it. When I swallowed and took a drink of my Coke she said, “Are you going to answer me?”

  “I’m not sure what you want me to say.”

  “I don’t want you to say anything. I want you to tell me what’s wrong, honestly. It’s not much to ask…at least I don’t think it is. You keep saying nothing, but I don’t believe you. I know you well enough now to know that this behavior is not you. Something is going on. Why won’t you just tell me what it is so we can talk about it and move on?” Her tone changed then. I could tell she was trying to keep it steady, but it quivered a little as she said, “If you don’t want me, I’m a big girl, I can take it. But I deserve for you to tell me that to my face.”

  I choked on those words. I couldn’t tell her that I didn’t want her. Even if I managed to say the words, there was no way they would come out sounding sincere. She was sitting here telling me that she wanted me. I want her. Why is what her father said so much more important than that? Maybe he didn’t know what he was talking about at all.

  “That’s not it,” I finally said. No matter what I’d promised, I couldn’t give up any chance I had with her. “I already told you. I’m just feeling stressed.” Maybe that excuse would buy me some time to figure out what I could do.

  I could tell by the look on her face that she didn’t believe me…probably because I was lying. I choked down two more pieces of pizza, just to avoid conversation.

  Finally, she said, “Do you want to walk over to Rotary Park with me?”

  “I’m sorry, where?”

  “To the park,” she said again.

  “Why?”

  “I just want to be somewhere louder than my thoughts for a while. And I want to be with you.”

  Shit. She was trying to kill me, I think.

  “Okay, yeah.”

  The park she was talking about was a few blocks away. They had a lot of stuff for little kids and a Ferris wheel and water slides for the older ones. There was also a duck pond where you could rent little paddle boats and an inside arcade. She was right about the noise…even outside by the duck pond it was loud. I relaxed a little bit just because it was too noisy to talk. Alexa insisted on taking the leftover pizza and when we got near the pond, she sat down and started tearing pieces off and throwing them to the geese and ducks. The geese came right up to us and if she didn’t throw one fast enough, they would honk at her really loudly. At one point, I thought they were plotting our demise and I suggested to her that we move on.

  “Okay,” she said, “I want to ride the Ferris wheel.”

  “Really?”

  She kind of laughed, “Yeah. You’re not afraid of heights, are you?”

  I was afraid that with all that pizza sitting in my stomach like a lead weight, I was going to puke. I didn’t tell her that though. I just said, “No. I’m not afraid of heights.”

  We bought tickets and rode the Ferris wheel. It didn’t do anything good for my stomach and sitting thigh-to-thigh with her made that part of my imagination that wanted to pin her to the bathroom wall earlier, stand up and pay attention. I wondered what she would do if I just kissed her…hard. What would she think if I slipped my fingers underneath the edge of those shorts and felt just far enough to see if she was wet? I wanted to know if she wanted me. I mean, I know that she says she does…but I wanted to feel it. I wanted her so bad that my extremities were tingling with the urge to touch her, or the lack of blood since it was all collected somewhere else at the moment.

  I breathed a sigh of relief when we got off the Ferris wheel. The quarters were too close. Any longer and I wouldn’t have been responsible for my actions. After the Ferris wheel we played a few midway games. We played the one where you shoot water in the clown’s mouth and pop the balloon. She beat me two out of three. I redeemed myself on the shooting game. She missed every shot.

  “Show me how to aim it, “she said. I hoped that she wouldn’t notice my hands shaking as I stood behind her with my pelvis arched so that my erection wouldn’t poke her. I put my arms around her and my hands on her wrists and situated the gun for her. Her hair was in my face and she felt so damned good that only a paper man would not be aroused being this close to her. God, I don’t think I can do this….

  She got a funnel cake and tried to make me eat some of it. I was sure I would puke if I did, so I politely declined. When she was ready to go, she grabbed my hand.

  “Walk me to my car.”

  I know I should have, but I didn’t pull it away. I actually gripped hers back so tightly that she told me I was hurting her. I loosened my grip, but I didn’t let go. I never wanted to let go. When we got back to her car I was finished holding back. I didn’t care how pissed her father was at me. She was fond of telling me that she was a big girl. She could make her own decisions and I had a feeling that she wouldn’t let me get away with much even without her father backing her up.

  Every fiber in my body was screaming at me to touch her. I pressed her into the side of the car with my body and trapped her there. She wasn’t resisting anyways, but I was partially acting out my bathroom fantasy. I put my hand on the side of her face and pulled her into a kiss. Our tongues mingled and her lips tasted so sweet…she moaned and I nearly came in my pants.

  “Do you want to come back to my apartment?” I asked, panting. I had to have her. I felt like I would die if I didn’t.

  “Yes.”

  No hesitation. No worries. If I was hurting her, why would she be so willing to be with me?

  We left her car at the pizza place and walked the two blocks to my apartment. It took us a while to get there because every wall or fence we passed was more fodder for my fantasies. I loved the feel of her body pressed between me and the wall. I was tempted to take her in the alley behind my apartment complex and take her right there. That would be really hot.

  There was no question left about whether or not she wanted me too. We were barely inside the door when she was on top of me…kissing me, licking my lips and sucking my tongue into her mouth. My resistance was completely gone, and when I kissed her back…it was on.

  Chapter Ten

  Ian

  I had my hands on her waist and as we kissed, I pushed her back into the wall. She was sucking my tongue into her mouth and I instantly had a raging hard-on. This girl turned me on like nothing I’ve ever imagined or experienced before. I brok
e the kiss and pulled back just far enough so that I could look at her face. Her eyes were glazed over and filled with lust. I let my lips graze across her cheek and then fall down to her shoulder and kiss her there. I let my hands slide down her arms until I reached her wrists and I grabbed ahold of them. I raised her arms above her head and pushed my body in tighter against hers effectively pinning her against the wall. She didn’t protest or resist, so I kept on going. I was lost in it all. My fantasy was coming to life.

  I brought one hand down while I held her wrists with the other one and I unbuttoned and unzipped the top of her sexy little shorts. I pushed them until they scaled her round butt and fell down around her ankles. I let my fingers stroke her inner thighs and I felt her squirm against my hard cock that was pressed through my jeans and into the soft part of her belly. She was breathing heavy and her eyes were closed. I let my fingers pass over the center of her panties, right across her pussy. She was wet and when I touched her there, her body convulsed. I pressed my lips into her shoulder and began kissing and sucking there again and I let one of my fingers find its way underneath the elastic leg band of her panties. Once I was inside there, I could feel that she was soaked. She’d missed me too.

  I let my knee come up and used it to push her legs further apart. I ran my finger over her swollen clit and up and down her slit until I thought she was going to shoot right off the wall and across the room. Then I slid it up inside of her and started moving it in and out.

  “Oh Ian…oh God, that feels so good!”

  I love it when she talks to me. It’s not like when some women try and talk dirty during sex. They seem like they’re trying to sound like porn queens and it just sounds fake. That’s a turn-off. But when Alexa does it, it was just like she was genuinely trying to express how she felt and what she wanted. Her voice got deep and sexy and just the sound of it made my cock throb.

  “You like that, baby?”

  “Mm hmm…” I slid in another finger and she shuddered violently again. I started moving them both in and out.

  “How about that?”

  “Mm hmm,” she said, nodding her head too and moving her hips off the wall in time with my fingers. She looked like she was in a trance. I loved making her feel like that. I put my lips back on her shoulder and she started to get really wild. She was actually humping against my hand; I got so excited that I let my teeth sink into her flesh. She cried out, but when I pulled my head up and looked at her face, I could see that it hadn’t been in pain. She was as turned on as I was.

  “Oh Ian…I want you so bad!”

  “I want you too, baby,” I said, letting go of her arms and taking my fingers out of her. She whined as I did. When I said, “Come on, let’s go to bed,” she surprised the hell out of me.

  “No. I want to do it right here. Fuck me against the wall, Ian. I’ve never done it like this. I want you to do me right here.”

  It was like she was in my head, like we shared one fantasy. How was I supposed to argue with that? I’d have to be made out of stone. I reluctantly let go of her and stripped off my clothes. She took that time to finish shedding hers, and now she was standing in front of me in her full naked glory. Fuck, she was hot! I leaned in against her again with my chest crushing hers. I loved the feel of her breasts and her hard nipples pushed up tight against me. I loved the fact that they were real and not hard and plastic like Kristie’s. I kissed her lips hard and while I did that, I reached down and hooked my forearms underneath the backs of her thighs. She understood right away and as I lifted, she rose up and wrapped her legs around my waist.

  I could feel her wet pussy against my flesh now and my senses were exploding in a hundred different directions. She ground her hips against mine and I heard a small groan rumble up from her chest. I pressed her tighter, so she wouldn’t fall and I let both of my hands reach up and cup her breasts. I could feel the heat radiating from her through them and I let my thumb and forefinger grasp one of her nipples and begin to twist and pull. She brought her hands down and wrapped her fingers in my hair, pushing my face down until I grasped one of them between my teeth.

  “Oh yeah! Fuck! Ian!”

  I moved over and sucked on the other one, rolling my tongue back and forth across the nipple. I felt like I was going to cum right then and there again, like an adolescent kid who got over excited at the touch of flesh and the hint of sex. I brought my mouth back up to find hers and I grasped her around the waist. I pulled her down onto my cock then. She was so wet that one stroke was all it took and I was buried deep inside of her. She groaned loudly and dropped her feet to the floor. I had to bend my knees slightly to stay inside of her and then she started bouncing up and down on her toes. It was the most unimaginable feeling as my cock stayed right where it was, buried inside of her and she moved it up and down against her walls.

  I broke our kiss and looked at her face. She had her head thrown back against the wall and her mouth was open slightly. Her hair was in her face and she was making throaty little sounds that went straight through me. My whole world tilted on its axis. She was the most amazing thing I’d ever experienced. I shifted my hips and reached down and cupped my hands around her cheeks. I used them to move her up and down as I slid in and out of her. We were both grunting and panting like wild animals and I swear to God, I never wanted it to end.

  My head was buzzing and when I felt her nails scrape down my back I thought it might explode. This was the wildest, sexiest, most intense sex that I’d ever had. I began pounding faster and harder. Her back was beating into the wall and I hoped that I wasn’t hurting her, but I was unable to stop. Her face didn’t show signs of anything but pleasure and she was gripping onto me even tighter. After several minutes of just pounding her, flesh into flesh, she screamed out my name.

  “Oh Ian! I’m gonna cum baby! Don’t stop! Oh, God!”

  I felt her muscles contract and the walls of her pussy gripped me tightly. She threw her head back into the wall and groaned and whimpered and thrust her hips at me frantically. When she finally rode out the orgasm, she put her mouth to my ear and I felt as well as heard her.

  “Fuuuuuck!”

  That was when I completely lost it. The fragile glass that was my world shattered and my body went completely rigid as the orgasm ignited in my toes and tore through the rest of my body in a torrent of waves that overrode every other system in my body. I was aware as I had an orgasm to rival all orgasms that I hadn’t put on a condom. I told myself it was too late to worry about it at that very moment and I closed my eyes and let my head fall into her. She put her hands back up and cradled my head against her. I think this must be what heaven feels like.

  I held her there for a long time. I was afraid to move. My legs were shaking and they felt like Jell-O. Besides, I loved the feel of her lightly sweaty body against mine as I held her against the wall.

  “Ian,” she said after a while.

  “Yeah baby?”

  “I think I need to move a little bit. My legs are going to sleep.”

  I pulled my head up and grinned at her. “Want me to carry you to the couch?”

  “No,” she said. She looked so serious that for a second I was worried she was having regrets. Then she smiled and said, “The bed.”

  Relieved and happy, I picked her up and carried her into my room. After another kiss, I deposited her on the bed. “You want some water?” I asked her.

  “I would love some.”

  “I’ll be right back.” I went and got us a bottle of water and when I got back, she had adjusted herself so that she was sitting with her back up against the headboard. She was still beautifully naked. I handed her the water and sat down next to her. “Can I ask you something?”

  “Sure,” she was still breathing heavy and her cheeks were all red and flushed. I almost couldn’t look at her without getting horny all over again.

  “I guess it’s not really a question. I didn’t think to put on a condom…”

  “I’m on the pill,” she said. />
  I felt guilty for the relief that washed over me but the last thing either of us needed right now was a baby.

  “Okay then, I guess it was a question,” I told her with a grin. “Thank you. I got so excited…”

  She smiled and said, “I know, me too,” she said. “I couldn’t believe the way you just attacked me like that right inside the door.” She giggled.

  Laughing, I said, “I think you have that wrong. I’m the one who was violated.”

  “Hmm! I believe I was the one with my back against the wall and my hands held in the air.”

  I kissed her softly and said, “And you were begging for it,” I told her. “Weren’t you?”

  She kissed me back. “I was. I can’t help it. You’re so good, and I’ve never been taken against a wall before. That was hot.”

  “You better stop talking about it or you’ll get me all excited again.” The truth was, with Alexa, the excitement never really went away. I wanted her all the time and when I’ve been away from her like I had the past few days, it was even worse.

  She giggled and said, “I wonder what your neighbors think about all of that noise we were making?”

  I hadn’t even thought about it and now that I did, I realized that I didn’t care. I don’t even really know my neighbors…but I have a single man living on either side of me. If they though anything it was probably, “Right on!”

  “Who cares?” I said, lying down on my back next to her. I loved just laying here with her. We could just lay here and not even talk and it still felt right. I’d never been with anyone like this before. In the past, silence was uncomfortable, and filled with useless chatter that only served to get on my nerves. With Alexa it felt so right and it felt like we gained back the ground we’d lost the past few days. This felt like it was before, and I really was, already hard again.