Page 373 of Cheaters: A Dark Romance Anthology

His lips pressed against the back of my neck, before trailing up to the shell of my ear. “Fuck. I always thought it was hot having a girl pressed to my back and a bike beneath us but having your arse rubbing against my cock, was an even bigger turn on.” He ground his hardness against me showing me the truth of his words. And fuck me, the feel of him had my lady parts tingling in anticipation for that big fucker to impale me. When I first laid eyes on him, I had a feeling he’d show a girl a good time in the bedroom. It was something to do with his cocky smirk but feeling his appendage like I could, I just knew I was right.

I pulled my helmet off and hung it on the handlebar leaning forward as I did. Remy grabbed an arse cheek in each hand giving them a seductive squeeze. “These leather pants you changed into are fucking sinful.”

I flashed him a grin over my shoulder being well aware of how good they made my arse look, my dad hated them for that reason. My leathers weren’t the high-end biker leathers with all the shields and shit sewn inside them, but they were thick and tight like a second skin, and I never got on a bike without them. I’d seen some gruesome injuries over the years, some that even needed skin grafts, so I’d do anything to protect myself from having to go through that—Even sweating my arse off in the middle of a tropical Queensland summer in these pants. “You’ll get to see what’s underneath them once we get inside.” I stated as I climbed off the bike leaving him to deal with securing her on her stand once he got off.

Remy flicked his eyes around the darkened garage and a wicked smirk lifted the corners of his mouth. “It might be fun to show me what’s underneath them now. Then you could climb back up here and ride me.”

I’d witnessed how the guys loved exhibitionism in our clubhouse so Remy’s suggestion shouldn’t have been a surprise, but it wasn’t something I’d ever thought I’d do. And even though it was late and the chances of anyone coming down here and seeing us were practically non-existent, the idea of being watched had heat pooling in my stomach. Deciding to take the moment by the balls I tugged down the zipper on the side of my pants and slid them down my legs along with my panties.

Remy’s eyes followed their journey while his hands worked on freeing his cock and giving it a slow stroke in his hand. The sight of it had my mouth watering at the thought of tasting him but we didn’t have time for that right now. But later, later I’d be wrapping my mouth around that delicious looking fucker.

I strode toward him not at all shy about being half naked, and rose my leg over the bike, giving him an eyeful of my pussy in the process. When my eyes met his they were hooded with lust, his tongue poked out drawing my attention to his lips as he licked them. Wanting to feel if they were as soft as they looked, I leant forward and pressed my mouth to his.

Remy’s hands gripped at my hips lifting me and tugging me closer. Raising my legs over his thighs, I locked my ankles behind his back and slid my hands across his shoulders and into his hair, while I devoured his mouth. I felt the head of Remy’s cock slide between my folds the sensation causing my pussy to quiver. To impatient to wait any longer I slipped a hand between us and angled his cock so the head was exactly where I needed it to be. Remy flexed his hips and lowered me down tearing a moan out of me as I enjoyed the delicious stretch while he slowly entered me.

Once he was fully seated, he pulled his mouth away from mine and pressed our foreheads together while he took a sharp breath in. “Fuck Jez, you are tight,” he grunted with praise.

I grinned. Being that I work in a strip club that belongs to an MC he’d probably thought I’d been well and truly used but being the Prez’s daughter nobody in there touches me. In fact, it’s not often I get to share my body with someone for mutual pleasure, I’d only had a couple of lovers over the years.

Bracing myself with my hands on Remy’s shoulders I lifted myself to get the friction I needed.

“Ready to ride me I see?” Remy grinned at me with a raised brow in question. His hands on my hips tightened as he helped hold my weight, lifting me almost all the way off his cock before slamming me back down again.

I dug my nails into his shoulders and panted. “Fuck yes.”

Remy’s muscles flexed as he repeated the movement, again, and again.

My climax crept up on me starting as a tingle in my core before crashing over me like a fierce wave. I closed my eyes, threw my head back and cried out. “Remy!”

Remy groaned as my pussy clamped around his cock, but he didn’t stop bouncing me up and down it. His thrusts became faster, more frantic as he chased his own climax. I sunk my hands into his hair and angled his head to kiss my way down his neck sucking on the flesh as I went loving the thought of leaving my mark on him. It wasn’t long before I felt him pulse inside me as he came sending another wave of climax over me.

Chapter Five

ROOSTER

Once we’d both came down from our highs Jez unhooked her legs from around my back and lifted off my softening cock. Planting her feet on the floor, Jez pulled on her panties and threw her leather pants over her shoulder before strutting towards the elevator. When I just stayed there watching her arse sway she glanced at me over her shoulder a sultry glint in her eye. “Are you coming or was that all you can manage in one night?”

Taking that as a challenge I zipped my cock away and secured the bike on the stand before following her to the elevator just as the doors were opening. I planned to show her exactly how much I could manage in one night, and I was certain she’d be begging for mercy before I was through.

I stepped up behind her and pressed my lips to the crook of her neck, fighting a grin as she stretched it out to give me better access. “I’m just getting started, Sweetness.”

“Promises, promises.” Her sass had my cock hardening again. It turned out I had a thing for her back chat.

I nipped at her neck with my teeth playfully and was rewarded with a moan falling from her lips. The doors pinged and I didn’t care if we were stopping on a floor full of people, I pinned Jez against the wall of the elevator and ran my hands up her sides, caressing her beautiful curves, my hardness pressing against her backside.

“Remy,” she panted. “This is my floor.”

I groaned as I stepped back giving her space to move. Jez straightened her shirt and grabbing my hand led me towards what looked like the only door in the hallway. I glanced around as she pulled out a key and unlocked the door.

“Are you the only one on this floor?”

The locked clicked and she pushed open the door. “Did you not notice that we came up to the penthouse? Yep, It’s just me up here.”

My eyes widened in surprise before I could stop it. Did a stripper get make that much? I knew a couple of our girls were single parents trying to pay their way through college while affording to put their kids in day-care, and they only just managed that. I can’t imagine any of them being able to live in a place like this. The Vultures must tip fucking well.

“Didn’t think I could afford this on a stripper’s earnings?” Jez stated with a laugh, obviously guessing correctly at my thoughts. I opened my mouth to attempt to talk my way out of the situation, but she waved me off as she walked further into the apartment. “Don’t worry about it. I have family money I don’t work at Poochies for the money.” She spun around and walked backwards into an open plan living area, showing me a shit eating grin on her face. “I work there to piss off my family.”

I laughed before quickly sobering with concern. “Aren’t you worried they’d disown you or something?” I’d heard of plenty of rich families doing that, I wouldn’t want her suddenly out on the street.

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