Page 5 of Laying it Bare Biker Style - Grayson

“Just because you’re in my bed, doesn’t mean we are going to fuck. Maybe I like to cuddle. Ever consider that.” The word cuddle was barely in my vocabulary.

Leaning back slightly, her eyebrow raised in suspicion. “You’re not a cuddler.” She averred like she had just figured out a century old mystery.

“I’m not, but I won’t try anything you don’t ask for. I only sleep with willing partners.” I had never even pondered the concept of cuddling before. Hell, I barely ever fucked the girl in a bed. Up against the wall or door, the floor, or the kitchen island; but I hardly gave the girl a chance to take me to her room. It was easier to leave afterward that way. Very few of my sexual tumbles took place in a bed and never mine. But I could see myself enjoying snuggling up to Brooke, especially if it led to something more with her. And that thought should have sent me rushing back into the bar. But instead, I was even more determined to convince her to come home with me. “And we hardly know one another. Shouldn’t we get to know each other first?” I shot her a smirk.

Brooke rolled her eyes. “Oh my God. You are so full of shit.” But her huff barely covered her giggle.

Dani pulled her to her side. “I know you don’t want to deal with your dad when he’s pissed off. And I really don’t think you’re in any danger going home with him.”

“Really? Miss Overcautious doesn’t get any bad vibes from him?”

“No, I don’t. And I can snap a picture just in case you don’t text me tomorrow morning.” Before I had a chance to cover my eyes, Dani whipped her phone out of her pocket and snapped my picture.

Shoving my hands in front of my face did nothing to deflect the temporary blinding the flash gave me.

And even though I briefly had white star bursts in front of my eyes, my ears had no problem picking up on the sound of the girls’ giggles. Brooke would pay for that later. “Did you drive?”

“No, Dani did. My car is at home in the garage.”

“Let’s walk Dani to her car so I know she gets out of here safely.” I followed the two girls across the lot to a white Malibu. “She will be okay getting into the house by herself?”

“Yeah, the neighbors are pretty nosy all hours of the night. Probably because I’m the chief’s daughter.” Brooke rolled her eyes again. “And my dad had security lights installed around the place. And we have a security system as well.”

After Dani hugged Brooke, she crawled into her car. Then we stepped back and Dani headed out of the parking lot.

“So have you ever been on a motorcycle before?” Without thinking about my actions, I grabbed her hand and entwined our fingers before walking us back to the front of the bar’s lot.

She gave our clasped hands a brief look, but didn’t pull away. “No. But I’ve always wanted to ride on one.”

Most girls said that until they caught a glimpse of the size of my Hog. And while I was well aware it was cocky, but irrefutable fact; I could be referring to the size of my dick as well.

When we stopped at the row of motorcycles, I paused to shoot a text to Gage that I had found a girl and was heading out. He didn’t need the details. The lack of details would ensure his own conclusions prevented questions. He expected me to find some pussy and head out. Usually not this early in the night, but I also wasn’t heading home for pussy. I mentally shook my head. I wasn’t sure what had gotten into me, but I wouldn’t be getting into her; at least not tonight. But hopefully before my few days with her were done. Although a huge part of me didn’t want us to be done after the few days, even if I did manage to fuck her during that time. But I was getting way ahead of myself. And shit, Ryder and Sage’s relationship was really starting to rub off on me.

“So are you ready to roll? Or are you having second thoughts about getting on a bike?”

She didn’t have an ounce of hesitation or anxiety on her face. Instead, her eyes were round with excitement and her smile was one of victory at the end of the Indy 500. “No, I want to ride. This is going to be the highlight of my night.” She shot me a teasing grin.

She was going to be a handful, but fuck if I couldn’t wait to experience it. But I refused to delve too deep into that thought at the moment. I was a one-night stand man, but Brooke threw me for a loop. She was the first girl I didn’t envision as merely being a conquest. “You’re more excited about the motorcycle ride than coming home with me, aren’t you?”

She shrugged. “I have to admit the ride does sounds more exciting.”

“Come here.” Before she had a chance to refuse, I tugged her into my arms and slammed my mouth down onto hers.

No hesitation there either. She melted into my touch with a moan and her hands wound into the short strands of my dark hair. And when her lips parted, I shoved my tongue inside to get a taste. And not only did she taste amazing but fuck, the girl liked her whiskey. Not that I had any doubts she was going to be mine, but with her not being a fruity light weight drinker, she sent my cock into overdrive. And she appealed even more to me on a whole new level.

When we parted, I leaned my forehead against hers.

“So was that a punishment or reward?” Her eyes lit with amusement as her lips curved into a saucy smirk.

“I’ll keep that a secret for now. You’ll have to play some more to figure it out.”

She cocked her head while her gaze studied me. “Fair enough.” And she gave me no clue as to her thoughts on that. But something told me she was more spirited than serious.

In front of my bike, I grabbed my helmet and placed it on her head, tucking her silky locks inside. “Can’t be too cautious. I’m not reckless, but you can’t be too careful when you are dealing with other drivers. And I want to get you to my place safely.”

“Thank you for thinking of me like that.” Her words held a hint of awe.

What kind of fucktard wouldn’t put her safety first? No wonder she didn’t trust guys. Made me even more impressed with myself that I was able to bring her home with me. I mounted my bike. “Climb up behind me and straddle my Hog.” Patting the spot behind me, I shot her a devilish grin.

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