by Ava Frost
“I was right about you, you’re not like the others,” he said in a strained voice.
“Don’t dare touch me again!” she retorted and hitched the strap of her handbag up over her shoulder. “Now I’m going to head home, and if you follow me I swear I’ll kill you with my bare hands.”
Danielle’s heart was beating a mile a minute as she stared him down challengingly.
“You should leave,” she said pursing her lips.
The biker stood up and stepped closer, and she in turn took a step back, her hands clutched into fists, but instead of pursuing her, he smiled as he towered over her.
“At least let me have your name?”
Danielle was experiencing emotional whiplash and her mouth fell open, “My name is of no relevance, now please leave,” she said raising her chin defiantly.
His lips twisted into a sexy smile that sent a thrill of excitement through her body, which she quickly silenced. She was not going to show him that she felt intimidated and she stood her ground. He winked at her and then saluted her with two fingers before sauntering towards the exit, but as he reached the door he turned to look at her again.
“I’ll be seeing you soon sweetheart,” he said in that smoky voice that made her toes curl and her heart race, and then he disappeared.
Danielle’s shoulders slumped as she exhaled a tense breath, for a brief moment when he grabbed her, her life flashed past her eyes and she genuinely thought he was going to force himself on her.
When she exited the library none of the other brutes at the saloon even gave her a second glance which was a relief. All the way home she kept looking back over her shoulder expecting the biker to be right behind her, but there was no sign of him. Relieved to have made it home alive, she went straight to bed without undressing and crawled in under the covers.
Chapter 5
Maddox was taken by the brunette that so boldly stood up to him, and even as she kneed him in his crotch, his cock didn’t fail him. The whole night he sat outside imagining her naked body under his. He couldn’t remember when last, or if he ever felt so attracted to a woman. The women he normally fucked were one night stands and cheap sluts with impractical dreams. He never stuck to one woman either, and was never interested in the pursuit. In his world, women were meaningless pastimes who were only good while they were bent over bench.
“So did you fuck the librarian?” Jax asked as he kicked his feet up on the railing.
Maddox sat staring into the distance and smirked. “Not yet, but she will be mine before we leave,” he said, and an uneasy feeling jolted his insides.
“I can always break her in for you,” Jax said flicking his cigarette over the railing into the flowerbed, “she looks like a good fuck.”
“She’s mine,” Maddox said gratingly and stood up, “no one touches her until I’ve had her.”
Even as the words left his mouth, he knew he wouldn’t want to share her with the others. There was something strangely different about this one. He stood up and handed Jax his half empty beer, “I’m going for a walk,” he mumbled and then sauntered off down the road.
The bitch was messing with his mind, he thought as he looked towards the library from the park bench. She would be arriving any minute, and he would be damned if he was going to let her get the upper hand.
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Danielle gave herself a once over as she stood in front of the full length mirror. Unlike every other day, she opted for a black blouse and black pants, making sure she covered every inch of her body. She didn’t care if it was eighty six degrees out there, but she was not going to allow that brute a single peek at any part of her anatomy. And she sure as hell would not allow him or any of his outlaw biker buddies to intimidate her.
She managed to get to the library without incident, it was still early in the morning, and it appeared that most of the bikers were still passed out after their night of heavy partying, which was a relief, she half expected them to accost her on her way to the library as they have so many of the other girls. With some luck the bikers would be leaving soon to move on to the next town, leaving them in peace.
She went straight through to her office and pulled out the order book to go through outstanding orders; this was going to be the ideal time to catch up with no interruptions. But as she sat down to start her morning routine; she heard the doorbell jingle.
Surprised that someone would dare visit the library, she closed her order book and stepped out of her office and instantly froze.
“Good morning,”
It was the biker again, and his low timber voice unexpectedly strung her insides like a Cello composing music within her soul. She quickly collected herself and crossed her arms glaring at the man.
“What do you want?” she said flatly keeping herself tucked safely behind the counter.
His lips tugged at the corners of his mouth as he came around the counter like a lion stalking its prey, and instantly Danielle stepped back. Her eyes flitted between the door and her office, planning her best escape route, but with this giant of a man standing between her and her escape route, she had nowhere to run.
“S-someone could come in any minute, I suggest you stay on that side of the counter,” she said, even though she knew he didn’t give a damn about rules.
He smirked and stepped closer, “Library is closed today,” he said huskily and as she side stepped to slip into the office he reached for her and wrapped his arm around her waist.
“I want you…” he paused and pressed his nose against her hair inhaling her, “tell me your name.”
“M-my name?” she said, her voice barely a whisper as he caged her in his arms against the wall of the office.
“Your name,” he stated in a low husky tone that made her knees go weak.
If he wanted to hurt her, he wouldn’t bother with her name, she thought as she searched his eyes for a moment, and as her eyes met his, there was something dark and dangerous that flickered between them. Her bad-girl alter ego was urging her to take the leap and play a while, while her good-girl conscience begged her to run for the hills.
“You first,” she said unable to hide the slight tremble in her voice.
Even if she would, she couldn’t lie to herself, ever since her discovery of adult fiction she often found herself wondering if her consistent reading of these adult novels wasn’t the cause of her dissatisfaction in her just-to-average relationship. But here she was, standing before a typical bad boy that meant nothing but trouble; yet, her insides yearned for that forbidden peace of heaven or hell.
Maddox watched her attentively, he could see the desire blazing in her eyes like an out of control forest fire and he knew that she was as turned on as he was. He couldn’t quite determine what it was that drew him to her, but he wanted her.
“Maddox,” he said as he leaned closer to her lips, he wanted to breathe her in, taste her essence.
“Danielle,” she whispered, her eyes pinned on his lips.
That was all it took, her name and her sweet minty breath, he wanted to kiss her and he wanted her to kiss him back. He slowly ran a hand down along her side, and squeezed her hip before he pressed a single kiss on the corner of her mouth, teasing her, coaxing her; he wanted her to accept him.
He slowly ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, and then he felt her body relax into his and her lips soften. Game, set, match! He traced the tip of his tongue along her bottom lip and as she parted her lips he delved into the confines of her mouth with his tongue tasting her. She was exquisite, and he was royally fucked.
He kissed many women in his life, all of them more than willing, he fucked a dozen or more but never once did his heart beat the way it did now. Maybe all he needed was one fuck, and it will be over so that he can get on with life.
As her breath quickened she slipped a hand over his shoulder and into his hair, gripping the back of his head firmly as she returned his kiss. Maddox’s restraint was wearing out, he wanted to feel his cock buried deep in
side her, he wanted to brand her as his own, even if this was a one-time fuck.
He reached for the button on her pants and flicked it open; almost overly eager he zipped it down and reached inside her pants. He felt her heat radiate from between her legs. He wedged his hand down between her legs and she raised one leg slightly allowing him access, and as he slid his rough middle finger along her wet folds he groaned into the kiss. She was hot and wet, and it was all for him.
“I want to fuck you Danielle,” he said breathlessly as he broke the kiss for a moment, meeting her gaze, “I want to fuck you until you can’t walk,” he grumbled as he hoisted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist then carried her into the office and planted her down on the desk.
“Not here…” she protested as she tried to scurry off the desk, but Maddox would have none of it.
“Yes, right here, right now,” he said determinedly as he reached to tug her pants down over her hips. There was no time to waste, if he didn’t have her right now, he’ll have blue balls and there’s nothing as painful as a pair of balls ready to explode.
“No, not here,” she pleaded again, but made no attempt to stop him from taking her pants off. Instead she reached for his pants and fumbled with his belt.
“That’s it sweetheart, just live for once in your life,” he whispered as he swatted her hand away to undo his own pants. The way she struggled with his pants, made him realize she had little or no experience in undressing a guy, and for a brief moment he wondered if she wasn’t perhaps still a virgin.
Chapter 6
Danielle was mortified by her own display of unadulterated need, from a long term relationship where the missionary position was about all she had as experience, to this, she had no idea what to expect, but out of the blue her bad-girl alter ego decided to hijack her mind and carelessly tossed her good-girl aside.
She tilted her head back as he nipped the sensitive flesh just beneath her ear and she let out a moan. Oh dear god, she was about to give herself to a criminal willingly, what the hell was wrong with her, she thought, but her body and her limbs had other ideas, and her mind was semi-detached.
She wanted this so badly she was trembling. His eyes raked over her half naked body, her shirt still buttoned all the way up, leaving only her lower body exposed to his intense gaze. Should she be undressing? She wondered briefly but before she could stitch together a coherent thought, he knelt before her, his eyes level with her secret place as he curled his hands under her legs and over her knees, shouldering her legs apart.
“You’ve never been tongue fucked have you?” he asked roughly, and she felt a blush radiate from her neck onto her face.
No, never.
“Of course I have,” she lied as she clutched the edge of the desk.
“I think you’re lying to me. Why would you lie?” he asked and nipped the inside of her knee.
“Oh my!” she cried out and jerked involuntarily.
“Just as I thought,” he said and dragged his tongue along her inner thigh.
Danielle was beside herself, she had lost track of time, and being in the library was of no consequence, hell, if she was in the local steakhouse with Maddox between her legs, she wouldn’t be bothered in the least. What has become of her, she thought. From a timid, prudent goody two shoes, to this, a craving nymphomaniac destined for eternal damnation, about to be ruined for life.
She felt Maddox lean closer to her secret place; he was doing the worst and the best things to her all at once and as his breath brushed over her wet folds she thought she was going to orgasm right there and then, but instead, he pressed an almost tender kiss just above her sex on the thin patch of hair. Thank god she always kept herself nice and trimmed, she thought as she leaned back with her legs hitched over his shoulders. If he had gotten ahold of her two years ago, he would have needed a brush cutter to get through this mess.
“I’ve wanted to taste you since the first time I saw you,” he said in a gruff voice, and then followed through without waiting for her response.
He dragged the tip of his tongue along her wet folds and circled the sensitive nub hidden between her swollen lips, her entire body responded as her skin broke out in goosebumps and her nipples grew hard and erect, poking against her bra.
Maddox was lost in her essence, he tasted her and devoured her as she raised her hips for him, he loved how responsive she was and every time he flicked his stiff tongue over her clit her legs shook involuntarily. It wouldn’t take him long to push her over the edge, and although he wanted to see her lose herself completely, he enjoyed prolonging the inevitable.
He glanced at her over the swell of her pussy and breasts and met her eyes, somewhere in those soft baby blue eyes he saw the same lust that flooded through his veins, it was all directed at him. A sense of pride flooded him as he dipped his head down between her legs, delving his tongue deep into her pussy, and as he started tongue fucking her, he felt her wrap one leg around the back of his head. She moaned with pleasure, begging him not to stop as he drove his tongue in and out of her, then over her folds and back into her hot pussy. And before long, her entire body shook with force as she ground her hips upward and against his face, smearing her essence all over his nose and mouth.
Danielle had lost all sense of self-preservation as she cried out shoving her sex into Maddox’s face, it was unlike anything she’d ever experienced, and although her body tingled all over, she wanted more. As if possessed by some wild animal, she shoved him back and set her feet down on the ground.
“I want more,” she said breathlessly.
“Oh believe me sweetheart, I’m not even close to being done with you,” he said through gritted teeth.
She watched him as he stood in all his glory before her, with his hand wrapped firmly around his length.
Did he expect her to return the favor or did he want to make love to her? Make love – that’s not what this is, she corrected herself mentally; this was just sex between two consenting adults, she reminded herself and then dropped to her knees.
She’s never in her entire live sucked a man’s penis, but she read all about it. She looked up at him and then wrapped her hand around his length and slowly moved her mouth closer to the tip. Despite her nervousness she managed a thin thread of confidence, and as she wrapped her lips around the mushroomed tip, she tasted the salty flavor that pooled at the tip and Maddox groaned out loud.
“That’s a good girl, my cock’s been waiting for your mouth long enough,” he said as he gripped her hair in his fist.
She didn’t quite know what turned her on more, the fact that she was on her knees like a whore sucking a man’s penis or his dirty talking, but before she could contemplate any further, he pushed his length into her mouth causing her to choke slightly.
She breathlessly pulled away and looked up at him again.
“Easy baby, I’ll be gentle,” he whispered as he slowly guided his cock back into her mouth, “breathe through your nose,” he instructed and she complied.
Soon enough he was hammering away at her mouth, his penis thrusting into the back of her throat, and as he groaned and grunted each time, she felt her own arousal spiraling out of control again. She was in so much trouble, she realized, this man will ruin her for any other man out there and there was nothing she could or wanted to do about it.
As Maddox continued thrusting into her hot wet mouth watching her as she sucked so hungrily on his cock he knew her innocence would forever and irrevocably be tainted by him. The moment she glanced up with those big blue eyes with mascara streaks smudged down her cheeks he felt his restraint slip and roughly pulled her hair back gritting his teeth. If he was going to cum, he was going to make sure it was inside that sweet wet pussy of hers. He roughly pulled her up and flipped her over unto the desk, pressing his hands down either side of her shoulders, baring his weight down on her.
“You’re insatiable,” he whispered into her hair, inhaling her sweetness, “and you are mine.”
He ran one hand over her bare ass cheek and then smacked her hard, causing her to squeal, but instead of trying to push him off, she looked over her shoulder biting her lip. He ran his hand over her ass and down between her parted legs, circling her clit and pinching it between his index and middle finger, and as expected she squirmed under him crying out his name and begging him for more.
Bending his knees while she stood with her feet apart, he kicked his hips forward and thrusted into her hot molten pussy and her walls tightened around his rigid cock, squeezing and sucking him deeper.
“Ohmygodyesyesyes!” she cried as she pushed back against him.
She was made for him, he thought as he thrusted relentlessly, deeper and harder, over and over, until his last restraint of control fled for the hills. And as he drove his cock deep into her one last time, he felt himself spill into her, and her body accepted him, milking his cock.
Lost in the moment, he slumped over her to catch his breath, and as he slowly ascended from heaven, he realized that she was nothing but trouble.
Chapter 7
Two weeks later Danielle sat in the diner across from her friend who was babbling away about the mess the bikers had created, and all she could see was her friend’s mouth moving, but nothing she was saying was sinking in. All she could think about was Maddox and what had happened in the library.
She was still perplexed by Maddox’s bizarrely gentle behavior after they had sex and she was curious to see him again, but she was too nervous, dealing with one biker was one thing, but walking into the lion’s den with a dozen other bikers was another story altogether.
“Why don’t we go out tonight?” she said out of the blue as she took a sip of her coffee.
“Out where?” Angelique asked curiously.
“Silver Dollar,” she half mumbled, “I think if we show them we’re not intimidated by them, they might get the message that they can’t just do what they want.”
