Riding with the Bad Boy (A Dark Motorcycle Club Romance) (12 page)

A
va

“
W
hat exactly do you want
, Ava?” He asked as he led me into the hotel room. His penthouse was gorgeous, top floor of the hotel, looking out over everything. I’d never seen anything like it. Nothing so high, so beautiful.

“
W
hat do you mean
?”

“
Y
ou're here with me
, in my hotel, after a nice date. But what I want to know is what you want. Do you want this. Do you want me? My darkness. My deepness?”

“
I
want what you want
, Dean. I want it they way you want it.”

“
G
et
on the cushion and wait there for me.” He commanded, his voice deep, dark. It was almost terrifying, the way he switched from charming playboy to commanding alpha businessman.

H
e was
in charge in this very moment and I knew it. All of me knew it. And there was nothing I could do but obey his every command.

Just hearing his voice made me wet, that little surge of want taking over my body.

I
knelt
on the cushion at the foot of his gigantic, four-poster bed. The structure looked polished and expensive, just like everything about him. Right down to his clothing. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to be in his bed just then, but I was, and he was walking towards me.

“
Y
ou said you were ready
, but are you, really?”

I
just nodded
and him and waited for him to come towards me, silk ties in his hands. Just like him. Dean came in so close that I could smell him, his body up against mine. Suddenly he grabbed me, his strong hands wrapping around my wrists. A small gasp escaped my lips.

“
I
know
what you’ll like.” He growled, that charming, sweet, part of him completely gone. It was replaced by something darker. Something deeper. It made my heart raced and wet the place between my thighs. He could tell I wanted him because his kiss was raw, savage as he stripped me of all my clothes.

I
was completely naked
in front of him.

T
his man was dangerous
, powerful, and strong.

I
t turned
me on more than anything else. He picked me up and laid me on the four poster bed so that all my limbs were spread.

H
e made
short work of it first tying my arms. They were strained behind me, tied to the head of the bed while I propped myself up on my elbows, thrusting my chest forward, my breasts on display for him. Next he went to work on my ankles. Tying them back to those posts, spreading my legs wide, the place between them and exposed. My heart started to race. He was really going to do this. Just like he said he would. I wanted it, of course I did, but I was terrified all the same.

“
D
amn
, you look so good.” He growled it. “I was hoping I would get a taste sooner or later. And now, seeing you spread before me like a buffet, I have to say, I am exceedingly grateful I was patient.”

I
t had only been two
, three days. He called this patient?

D
ean grabbed
my hips and latching on, and I could feel his breath on me. The heat of it over my most sensitive area was driving me insane. Finally I collapsed onto the bed, my elbows giving out as I surrendered to his bondage.

A
s soon as I did
, he dipped down over me, his tongue exploring my soft folds until he found that small little nub, licking it gently at first. It was driving me crazy. Each slow, soft, excruciatingly pleasant lick. Never enough.

“
P
lease
,” I moaned.

“
A
re
you talking back to me?” He was up suddenly, the look in his eyes absolutely devilish.

“
W
hat
? No…”

“
N
o
, Sir.” It was a command. I was to call him Sir. But a part of me wanted to resist that. Wanted to resist giving him such a title. I was my own boss.

B
ut a voice
in my head said otherwise. I wanted this. I said I could handle this.

I
knew
he wouldn’t let me get away without saying it, and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was looking for a reason to torment me. That he wanted to.

T
he rebellious woman
in me recognized that, “Yes…
Sir.
” I didn’t say it beautifully, and it certainly wasn’t respectful, so I shouldn’t have been surprised when he bent down and bit the inside of my thigh, his teeth clamping on the sensitive flesh so near my pussy.

I
hissed
.

“
A
gain
.” He said, and I knew what he meant.

E
xcept I didn’t talk
.

T
he inside
of the other side of my thigh got a hard bite. That time I moaned.

I
t hurt
, but it also felt so damn good. I could feel the surge of my juices taking over.

“
Y
es
, Sir.” I said finally, my inability to resist him taking over.

H
e looked
up at me before increasing his pace, a smile in his eyes and on his lips. “See? Was that so hard?”

B
ack and forth he licked
, his fingers finding her center and inserting themselves, two at a time, stroking her from the inside.

I
moaned
, and tried to reach one hand on his head grasping at his hair, but I fell short. I was tied and there was no way that I could get to him. So I buried them in the sheets and pillows that I could reach and held on tight. It was an anchor to keep me from floating away.

I
bucked into his tongue
, my body rocking back and forth as I heightened my own sensations. I was going to cum, I could feel it building with each little lick he made, and I hoped, I prayed that he would continue.

I
nstead he grabbed
my hips and slammed them down, hard, his fingers squeezing my flesh. “You move when I say you move.”

H
is command sent
a shutter through my entire body. It was mean, it was harsh, but it was so damn sexy. What else did he have in store for me?

A
nother small bite
on my thigh. It took all my control to not buck into him again. I was so wet, and my pussy was throbbing. I wanted him so badly. This dark, twisted man.

I
nstead he crawled
up my body and kissed me, his taste mingling with mine, making me want more of him, more of us.

“
L
ick it off my lips
.” He commanded, talking about my pussy juices.

I
did
.

A
nd it was glorious
.

“
G
ood girl
.” He said she reached down to the place in-between my legs and stuck his two fingers inside of my pounding pussy. The immediate contact was almost enough to send me over the edge, but I held tight, demanding of myself that I enjoy every touch, ever little bit he decided to give me.

“
Y
ou are going
to cum for me, over and over again, tonight. Do you understand? I’m in charge of your body tonight, and when I want you to cum. You cum.”

N
o one ever said no
to him, he was, after all, the CEO.

“
C
um for me
, Ava.”

M
y entire body
melted as the wave of pleasure washed over me, my little pussy undulating around Dean’s thick fingers.

D
amn
, he was so good at this.

H
ad a lot of practice
. That thought nagged at me, but I pushed it away, refusing to let anything dampen this experience. I was not in charge of him, and years of adulthood had been good to Dean. He looked every bit the man he was. It wasn’t my place to question it.

I
t dawned
on me in that moment; I didn’t want anything else but him. Dean. The billionaire CEO of a major company. The one she worked for.

H
e was handsome
, and dark, and sometimes a little too broody for my tastes, but I secretly liked it. Loved it.

B
ut there was
no way I was going to tell him, I wasn’t ready for that yet.

“
A
re
you going to do exactly what I say?” He asked, that dangerous commanding voice reminding me to stay in the moment.

“
I
t depends
,” I said, the naught in me coming out.

“
W
ell
, if you don’t you will be punished.”

“
W
ill I like it
?”

“
N
o
.” Somehow I believed him when he said that. He was, after all, a boss with so much authority, and it did ring out in his voice.

I
gulped and nodded
. “What do you want me to do, sir?”

H
e reached
over and freed my arms and legs, so that I was no longer tied up against the bed. Then he climbed up me, his arms wrapping around my body as he shifted the two of us again, now on his back with me straddling him.

H
e pulled
me down for that salty sweet kiss, the one that combined his taste with my own, and then gave me a strong smack on the ass. Shit, it stung, but it felt good too.

D
ean was right
, they went together.

“
W
hat do you want
?” I asked, a smirk on my face as I took his hard cock into his hand, feeling the girth of it as I slid my hand up and down his shaft.

“
Y
ou know exactly
what I want, and you are going to give it to me," he said, grinning as he pulled me down for another kiss. “Now.”

S
o I slid
down onto him, his big cock entering me inch by inch. It pushed at all of me, but it made me want more. I rocked on him, experimentally before his hands moved to my hips and steadied me.

“
Y
ou are going
to do exactly what I want, exactly how I want it. Do you understand?” The deep timber in his voice made me stop and focus. He was commanding me, not asking me. And he wanted me to do exactly as I said.

“
Y
es
. I understand.”

“
G
ood
, now slowly rock on me. I want you to feel it. Want it. But I don’t want you to take it all. Not yet.” Dean used his hands to guide me in just how he wanted it. Nice and slow.

It was so good, but excruciating. I wanted it all, I wanted all of him as fast and as hard as I could get it.

B
ut I was being forced
to go at his speed. The way he wanted it.

A
nd he was
, after all, the boss.

“
G
ood
, Ava. Now faster. Take what you want. Take it.” He let me go, to pick my own pace and I found it.

G
oing
as fast as I possibly good, slamming into his cock over and over again. He pressed against me deep as I anchored myself into his shoulders and rode him, with all the abandon and want I had been holding in for so long.

It wasn’t long before I felt the tendrils of pleasure tugging at my edges, pulling me to the present, to do nothing but feel, but I didn’t let it overwhelm me. I kept pushing, kept going until I felt him do the same. It wasn’t long before we were both cumming, together, my orgasm loud and strong as I spasmed over his body, my pussy undulating underneath him.

W
hen it was finally
over I collapsed and wrapped my arms around him, my head on his chest as he put his hand on my curls.

“
D
amn
, Ava. You are pretty freaking amazing.” The deep dark part of him was gone, replaced by that lighter, confident voice I was used to.

T
he one I
was already falling for.

D
ean

I
looked down at Ava
, to see her lying there peacefully. I don’t tend to believe in fate. Living hard has a way of knocking that out of you, but I couldn’t explain her any other way.