Page 53 of My Biker


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She spoke the words she knew would drive me crazy and give her exactly what she wanted.

With each thrust of my hips, she moaned my name.

My fingers dug into her hips as I held her still and drove into her. “Tell me again,” I grunted.

“I’m yours,” she gasped. “I’m yours, Gear.”

I felt her climax climbing and moved faster. “Play with yourself, baby.” I was going to come soon, and I wanted her pussy to milk every last drop of cum from me.

Her hand snaked between her legs. “Gear, please,” she pleaded. “Fuck me.”

While her fingers stroked her clit, my dick pounded her pussy.

“I’m…I’m coming,” she whimpered. “Gear…please.”

Her pussy contracted around my dick as her orgasm washed over her, and she ripped my release from me. “Fuck yeah,” I grunted. “Take it all, baby.”

She panted my name then buried her face in the pillow.

The final tremors rocked through me, and I fell onto the mattress next to her.

She dropped the rest of the way and partially rolled into me.

I threw an arm over her and pulled her close. “Sure you don’t want to come with me?” I asked again. “We could find a room at the clubhouse and find the time to do that all over again.”

She laughed and shook her head. “Or I could just stay here, eat some pizza, and sleep until you get home.”

“It’s gonna be late.” I didn’t expect to leave the clubhouse ‘til well into the morning.

“Just wake me up when you get home.”

She wasn’t going to budge on this. I had been a prospect for the club for four months, and she refused to step foot at the clubhouse. “One day, I’m going to get you to come to a party.”

She scoffed. “But that day is not today,” she laughed.

I pressed a kiss to the side of her head and rolled out of bed. She pulled the blanket over her body and turned onto her back. “You didn’t need to cover up.”

She rolled her eyes and fluffed the pillow under her head. “Last I checked, if you’re not in this bed, then you don’t have a say about what I’m wearing or doing.”

I grabbed the blanket and tugged it down her body ‘til I could see her tits. “Is that so?”

She grabbed the blanket to tug it up, but I didn’t let it go. “You’re gonna be late, Quinn,” she tried to reason.

“I’m already late, Kimber. My ass should have been on my bike half an hour ago, but your greedy pussy kept me in bed.”

She scooted down the bed and managed to get under the covers enough to conceal her body from me. “Well, this pussy is staying in bed cause I had a long day at work, and since you just fucked me twice, I think a nap is needed before I order pizza.”

“A nap and pizza, huh?” That did seem like a good night, but the club couldn’t be put off. I let go of the blanket and bent to pick up my clothes. “Save me a slice, and don’t put fucking olives on it.”

She snuggled under the blanket and watched me get dressed. “How many people are going to be there tonight?”

This was the fourth large party the club had since I had started prospecting, and each one kept getting bigger than the last. “I think a shit-ton. I don’t get to sit in on the meetings, but Mud had mentioned another club was coming in for the night.”

“Still can’t believe the guy who is your sponsor goes by the name Mud.”

I shrugged on my shirt. “Baby, I told you road names can be anything. You should be happy and realize I was lucky to get a name like Gear and not Mud or Bug.” I pulled on my socks and then my pants.

She wrinkled her nose. “Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

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