Using the Biker

“We have invaders,” Mandy said.

“What are you doing here?”

“Mandy told me what was going on, and I bought lunch. I figured we could help.” Doc looked at his son, but he already had stars in his eyes, looking at Mandy.

When she was at the office, she always wore a dress, makeup, and let her hair full back. She looked out of place in the office, and she said it was to put female clients at ease. If they saw her looking like that, happy, it made them comfortable to be in the same room as the biker men.

It made a weird kind of sense, and he wasn’t one to judge.

Today, she didn’t look like a sweet woman. She wore jeans that were torn at the knees, a shirt that molded to every curve, and his son looked like he was panting for more.

Doc only had his eyes on one woman, and she looked nervous.

“I’ll grab a few plates.”

Leaving his son to his problem, he followed Jo.

“You abandoned me,” he said, putting their bags of food down.

Jo stopped and turned to him. “I’ve never been the kind of person to do the day after.”

“Not even with your husband?”

“Not even with him. It was all official by the time we slept together.”

“He got a wedding ring on your finger?” he asked.

“Pretty much. I don’t want to keep talking about my marriage. It’s over.”

“You don’t love him anymore?”

“No, I don’t. I haven’t loved him in a long time. The divorce was a relief.” She put the plates on the counter.

Good to know.

He didn’t want to start chasing after a woman if she was pining for her previous husband.

“You know, I didn’t even cry when I caught him.”

“You didn’t?”

“Nope. It all made a lot of sense. I think I was more just happy to have a reason to divorce him.”

Chapter Five

By the end of the day and with Doc and Dale’s help, Jo was able to pack up the whole of her house. She had an apartment lined up for the end of the week, and Mandy had already agreed to help her move in.

Mandy and Dale made an excuse to leave before pizza even arrived, which meant she was alone with Doc. They sat on her sofa, eating their way through the pizza, and all the time she was aware of how close he sat. His thigh was brushing against hers.

He’d asked no end of questions as they packed, and she didn’t have a clue why. She wasn’t in love with her ex-husband anymore. Their time had passed, and she wanted nothing to do with him. Licking the cheese off her lips, she heard Doc moan.

When she turned to look at him, his gaze was on her mouth. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked.

“I’ve got some idea.” She glanced down at the hard dick pressed against his zipper. It would be hard to miss what she did to him. She couldn’t help licking her lips, and he took the pizza from her, smashing his lips down with hers.

“You know, I haven’t fucked you on a bed yet.”

“Mine is still made.” She released a squeal as he lifted her up and started to carry her to her bedroom. He’d asked for a tour earlier, and seeing as they were helping her pack, she didn’t see a problem.

He dropped her down to the bed, and before she knew what was happening, her tight jeans were off in one sweeping motion. Doc spread her legs, and as his hand touched her pussy, she groaned.

The pleasure was instant, intense, and she arched her pelvis up for him to give her more. So much more.

He stroked his fingers through her curls, teasing her clit before sliding down to push inside her.

She closed her eyes, took several deep breaths, and tried to focus as he flipped her over. He spread the cheeks of her ass wide, and she cried out as he teased across her anus.

Jo didn’t have time to question him as he thrust in hard, taking her completely by surprise as he filled her. He pulled out, only to push in deep. All the time, his fingers teased across her asshole. She couldn’t help but push back as he pulled out until only the tip was inside her.

“Stay still,” he said.

His voice was deep, hard, and it made her ache to hear more. She didn’t want him to stop talking to her. She felt hypnotized by the sound of his voice. There was nowhere else to go, not that she wanted to. She wanted all the kinds of dirty pleasure he could offer and for him to not stop.

Suddenly, he pulled out, and she whimpered. His fingers replaced his cock, sliding inside her wet pussy, teasing across her clit. When his teeth sank into her ass cheek, she cried out. The pleasure and pain were like a new drug that she couldn’t say no to.