A full-body shiver coursed through her before Toni was able to get her arms to dislodge themselves from around his waist. Even with the tightness of his body and the heavy puffs of his hard breathing in her helmet speaker, Ranger still placed his arm out to steady her as she dismounted. Toni wasn’t entirely sure what was happening or why he’d ordered her off the bike the way he had, but there was never a doubt in her mind that she was safe with him. That little gesture proved it.
Ranger stood. Toni stepped back to give him room, feeling the hard brush of bark against her jacket. He moved like a panther, his black attire accentuating his grace in the dusky light. For a moment, she thought he was going for his saddlebag, but then he deviated and walked a few paces away where he picked up a flat rock. Walking back, he tipped his motorcycle up just enough where he was able to slide the rock under the bottom of the kickstand. The ground felt pretty solid under Toni’s feet, but being the experienced biker that Ranger was, he must know or sense something she didn’t to want to add extra support to the bike.
He turned so abruptly that Toni jumped. Rather than reaching for her arm or her hand, Ranger hooked his fingers under her chin bar and pulled her towards him by her helmet. Toni felt like she was floating, barely feeling her feet, as he moved her until their faceplates touched. He must havedisconnected the Bluetooth between their helmets, because when he spoke next, his voice was dark and slightly muffled.
“Who do you think you are, teasing me with that sexy ass of yours? If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you wanted to be fucked in the middle of the woods by a stranger?”
It took Toni a solidsecondto realize what was happening. It was a good thing he couldn’t see her expression of puregleethrough her face shield. Ranger was roleplaying the sex scene between the Biker Shadow Daddy and the virgin heroine of the book she was currently reading. He must have picked up her book at some point and read some or most of it—which was so fucking hot!
Toni tried to keep the joy from her voice as she fought to remember the words from the book. “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just wanted a ride home.”
“Too late,” he growled, low and gravelly. Toni’s knees about buckled under her as her nipples tried to poke their way through the padding of her bra. “The only question that remains is if you’re going to be a good girl or a bad girl while you’re getting fucked.”
It wasn’t theexactline from the book, and yet somehowsooomuch better. Toni had never rolerole playedplayed a scene from any of her romance books before, but holy hell, if this was the result of Ranger reading one book, she was going to force him to readallof them.
“Good girl.” Toni was very certain he could hear the smile on her voice, because she was entirely incapable of wiping it off her face. If he removed her helmet right now, all he would see would be her smiling like a loon up at him.
Ranger took a step back, creating some space between them without dropping his hold on her helmet. “Then be a good girl and lower your pants.”
She knew from the book that the main male character had the main female character undohispants, get down on her knees, and “get him wet for her, because that was the only extra lubrication she was getting”. But Toni also recognized that that wasn’t an option for them, and she was very curious about his improvised version of the scene.
Fingers still looped under her chin bar, it was like she couldfeelhis eyes burrowing into hers through their face plates. Lifting her hands to her jeans, she undid the button and lowered the zipper. Wiggling slightly to try to relieve the pressure pulsing between her legs, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her jeans and panties at her hips and pushed them down. Her efforts took them as far as her knees, but he didn’t seem to be allowing her to bend and push them further with his hold on her helmet.
Ranger tsked his tongue. “You truly are an eager little thing, aren’t you? I tell you to take down your pants, and you drop your panties, too?” He pulled her face closer to his roughly. “All that tells me is how much you want my cock. Say it,” he barked, jerking her helmet slightly. “Tell me how much you want my cock.”
“I want it,” Toni admitted hastily, no longer acting. Holy fuck, how was she still standing? Her legs felt like jelly. Here she stood with her ass in the breeze, her pants down at her knees, and a motorcycle helmet still over her face, and she didn’t think she’deverbeen so turned on in her life. But it wasn’t the scene. It wasn’t the lines they were, albeit poorly, repeating from her book. It washim. Ranger. Liam. It was the hold he had over her and his willingness to explore a fantasy with her.
“Then prove it.” He stepped back, lowering his hand from her helmet. “Be a good girl and bend over my bike. Spread your legs and beg me for my cock.”
Walk? He expected her towalkon her jelly legs? Not to mention her pants were still around her knees. But like she was possessed or something, Toni’s feet started to move. She kept her gait small, having absolutely no desire to trip and make a fool of herself in front of Ranger. It took her maybe a dozen shuffled steps to walk around him and over to the left side of his bike. The only good thing about her walk was that her pants slid the rest of the way down her legs, until they were caught by her boots. He hadn’t said to remove them, and after the panty curveball he’d thrown her, she knew better than to try to take them off the rest of the way.
Feeling like the sexiest woman alive, Toni bent forward, bracing her hands on the cushioned seat, still warm from their day on the bike. She shifted her legs as wide as her pants would allow…and waited.
For several long heartbeats, all she heard were the sounds of the surrounding forest and her own heavy breathing echoed inside her helmet. She imagined him standing behind her, admiring her body that was his for the taking.
Then she felt his body heat behind her. His gloved hand trailed up her long leg, over her bare hip, and onto her leather jacket. He slowly traced up her spine, causing Toni to shake as she fought to keep her stance. Sweat coated her palms on the leather seats, making them slick.
Ranger crested her shoulder, following all the way down to her hand. He caged her in, his chest against her back and the roughness of his jeans causing friction against the back of her thighs. Toni could feel how wet she was for him, needing him so badly. Lacing his fingers between hers, Ranger paused for just a moment. He squeezed her hand, an unspoken question she knew he needed answered before he would continue.
She nodded, overemphasizing the movement with the helmet on her head.
He squeezed her hand again. That small pause, that little check in, all Toni needed to know that Ranger was a man worth fighting for. No matter what happened in their future, she would never stop fighting for him, forthis.
Maybe there was a word for it, and maybe that word freaked her out so much that she was specifically removing it from her vocabulary. But that didn’t change the connection, the desire, she felt for this incredibly selfless man.
He snaked his hand up, and clamped it around her throat. Not enough to cut off her air, but no less a dominant hold. “Then beg,” he told her. Despite their helmets, it felt like his lips were right there at her ear.
The sound that escaped Toni could only be described as a keening whine. “Oh God… Liam! Please! Please fuck me! I need you. I need you so badly. I feel like I’m going insane.Please!”
The words barely left her lips before she felt him at her entrance. He drove inside her in a single, powerful thrust.
Toni’s cry at his roughness was in no way out of pain. She was so turned on that the lack of foreplay somehow made the moment better. He was finally inside her, owning her, claiming her, and there wasn’t a single cell in her body objecting. It was fast, brutal, and perfect.
Her orgasm took her by surprise, not sure she’d ever come by penetration alone before. She screamed so loud that she drowned out Ranger’s at his release and made her own ears hurt inside the helmet. When her body was no longer able to keep itself upright, he caught her around the middle. Feeling like her bones had turned to mush, Toni allowed herself to be shifted and manipulated as he righted her panties and jeans. He removed her helmet, which she was grateful for as it was getting stiflingly hot and hard to breathe. She didn’t see him take care of the condom or himself, but trusted he’d used one. They’d discusseda while ago that they would continue to, even though she was on the Pill.
Settling them down at the base of a tree, Ranger held her close, kissing her cheek and running his fingers through her hair.
“So what was it you were saying about being late?” he inquired eventually.
