Biker Next Door

“That was rude.”

“You’ve got to learn how to speak to these women.”

“I’m a woman.”

“And do you go around offering my boys the use of your pussy? These women, most of them, they just want to have the badge of honor of fucking every single man here. They don’t care. Is that what you want to do?” he asked. “Take every single man here?”

“No.”

“What are you looking for, Anna-Beth?”

“I’m not looking for anything.” She still wasn’t touching him. The kiss had thrown her, and she didn’t know how to react to him like this. She waited, not knowing what to expect.

“Why did you move here?” he asked.

“It felt safer.”

He leaned in close. “Do I seem safe to you?”

“You’re my neighbor.”

“I’m going to give you a clue. I’m not a very good man. I should be allowing you to leave, to find someone who’ll be a whole lot nicer to you, but I can’t do it.”

“Why not?”

“I want you all to myself and that’s not very nice.”

She didn’t want him to stop. Closing her eyes, she waited, feeling the hard ridge of his cock against her front. She’d never been reckless in her life. For so long, all she’d known was work. A strict routine to keep to so she could be up for work and at her very best.

This was so far out of her comfort zone and level. It was crazy and insane. She didn’t even recognize herself.

Her life was boring.

There, she thought it. Now she should be able to move on. To find something better.

Kiss him back. Touch him. Don’t think. Just feel.

Even as she hesitated, she placed her hand on his stomach, feeling him tighten against her touch.

“Was that so hard?” he asked.

“Yes.” She whispered the word, tilting her head back. “I’ve never done anything like this before. It’s all new to me.”

His lips were so close. “Then let me show you what to do.” He slammed his lips down on hers as she wrapped her arm around his neck, kissing him back, tighter.

He ran his hand down her back, cupping her ass, and she moaned. Pleasure from just being in his arms surrounded her. She felt an answering pull between her thighs.

Just as she was about to lift her leg, to rub her pussy against him, someone screamed that the cops were here.

Rix pulled away so fast but he didn’t let her go. He climbed out of the pool and lifted her out. She expected to go back in the house with him, but he moved to the edge of their yards and lifted up a piece of fence.

“What the hell?”

“I’ll deal with this. Don’t come out of your house.”

“Rix, what’s going on?” she asked.

“It’s nothing.” He gave her a little shove, which she wasn’t expecting, and she landed on her ass in the grass.

She heard a few cries and some loud noises.

After running to her house, she slid the screen door open, thankful and a little pissed at herself for not realizing it wasn’t locked. How could she protect herself if she left her home open? At least it was open. She flicked the lock into place, ran upstairs, and went to her back room to look over into Rix’s garden. Some cops had men and women on the ground. She spotted Rix with two cops on him, but he wasn’t fighting.

Her heart raced.

Should she go out and tell the cops she’d been at the party? No. Rix had shoved her into her home for a reason. She wasn’t going anywhere.

Licking her dry lips, she looked back at her home, and felt a little … anxious. What the hell had happened?Chapter ThreeOnce again, the club lawyer helped them all out of a pickle. Someone had called the cops though and that meant they had a rat on the inside who was also at the party. No big deal. He already had Night working on it. They had a list of people who’d been at the party. Of course Night had wanted to blame Anna-Beth, but like he said, she was with him the whole night, not even when she changed into the bikini was she alone, and he didn’t have a phone upstairs.

He checked out his house, which was completely trashed. The club was in the process of being released. There had been no signs of club-related shit going down. No leather cuts, nothing to land them in trouble.

The invasion of his home had been uncalled for. Anyone could have a party and as his lawyer pointed out, none of the neighbors had complained. He made sure to keep Anna-Beth away from the trouble.

Now, though, he had to clean up his own mess.

Grabbing a couple of trash bags, he got to work at picking up the bottles. He hadn’t cleaned any mess up in years, not since he was a kid. This wasn’t how he intended to spend his Saturday morning. After how well it went with Anna-Beth last night, he intended to be balls deep inside her, and showing her pussy just how good it could be between them.