Fat Louise (Biker Bitches 2)

“What?” Cade’s astonishment was cut short by Pike breaking into the conservation.

“I’m drunk,” he said, nodding his head as he tried to scoot his chair closer to Jane.

Cade jerked Jane onto his lap while using his foot to knock Pike’s chair back. Crazy Bitch got up, helping Pike to his feet and then leading the biker away from the table.

Stud came up to the table, standing behind his wife. “Problems?”

“No problems,” Sex Piston assured her husband. “You ready to go home?”

“Yeah.” Stud looked at Cade. “Where are you staying in town?”

“At the hotel.”

“There’re a couple of bedrooms empty. Since Ace is not a member anymore, you can have his room. It’s the second door on the right.”

“Thanks.”

“He’s going to need it tonight,” Sex Piston laughed, getting to her feet.

“Yeah?” Stud gave Cade a hard look.

“No, he’s not,” Jane denied.

“Don’t worry about it. Let’s go.” Sex Piston took Stud’s hand, leading him away.

Jane stayed on Cade’s lap, refusing to look at him, with a heated blush on her checks.

Killyama and T.A. both stood up.

“We’re going to go dance,” Killyama informed them.

“Want to explain?” Cade asked when they were alone.

“No. What I want to do is to get Crazy Bitch and go home.”

“Why? Do you only want to have sex with men who are incapacitated? That can’t be much fun.” The laughter in his voice had her anger rising.

“At least a drunk man wouldn’t want me to put a bag over my head. And at least I can get the hell out of there before he wakes up and realizes who he’s fucked.”

Cade didn’t reply. Instead, he stood and carried her to the back of the clubhouse, finding the room Stud had told him he could use. Jane struggled wildly against him. He barely managed to hold on to her long enough to slam the door to the empty bedroom where he dropped her on the bed then took off his shirt and threw it across the room.

“What are you doing?” she shrieked.

“Proving what you just said is bullshit,” Cade said grimly, toeing off his boots then pulling off his pants.

Jane lay on the bed, gaping up at him. This was not how she had anticipated her plans going tonight. Not only was it a different man, but he was stone cold sober and furious at her.

“I don’t want to fuck now. I’m not in the mood anymore.”

“Then I guess it’s up to me to put you in the mood.”

Chapter 18

Jane stared up at Cade, whose body didn’t have an ounce of fat anywhere. His perfection made her even more hesitant.

“Cade, I don’t want a mercy fuck.”

He dropped down on the bed next to her. “Are you not looking at my dick?” His hand reached out, taking hers and placing it on his hard cock. “Darlin’, a man’s dick doesn’t get this way unless he wants what he’s looking at.”

Jane let her hand close over the rigid length of his cock, her thumb brushing over the tip, smearing the drop of pre-come.

Cade hissed between gritted teeth, lowering his mouth to cover hers. He thrust his tongue inside, ravaging her mouth in a passionate kiss that had her head falling back to the mattress.

Slowly, her hand slid along his cock, investigating the size and texture of something she had been dreaming about since she had met him.

Cade groaned out, “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come.” He pried her hand away before raising it above her head, keeping it pinned in place. Then one of Cade’s thighs parted her legs.

Her shirt had come up when she landed on the bed, and his hand now flattened across her stomach before sliding under her leggings. Cade moved his fingers toward her pussy as Jane arched her hips, even before he touched her. When he finally did, she groaned at the intimate touch as he circled her clit before rubbing it with his calloused fingers, stimulating her into wrapping her leg around him, opening herself to his explorations.

“You lied,” Cade mocked, breaking the kiss.

“About what?”

“Being in the mood. You’re so wet I could slide my dick right in without the foreplay.”

“I like the foreplay.” Jane tried to catch his mouth again, but Cade had moved on, letting her hand go to raise her top.

“Jesus.” Cade’s mouth went to the already tight tip, sucking her nipple into his mouth while his fingers moved faster against her.

Jane moaned at the added stimulation, moving against him as her stomach clenched and the sensations in her pussy grew more frantic.

Cade then pulled his hand away, sitting up.

“You’re stopping?” Jane was brought out of her lust-induced haze to see Cade sliding off the bed.

“Are you out of your fucking mind? No, I’m not stopping. I’m going to take off those pants so I can fuck you.” Cade’s hands went to her boots, jerking them off, before sliding her leggings off her hips and throwing them on the floor. Then he lifted her slightly and practically ripped her out of her shirt.