Page 10 of The Biker Alien

She’s not just considerate and gorgeous but also kind and intelligent. I’ve never met a woman quite like her before.

One of a kind.

My place is a house not too far from headquarters. As I pull up, she whistles.

“Your crib has its own zip code, doesn’t it?” she asks, climbing off my bike.

“No.” I chuckle as I get off too.

I hope to be getting off in another way very, very soon. Even if she and I don’t have sex, this hardon is going to need some attention, one way or the other.

She shakes her head. “You aren’t just in that motorcycle club, Armada, are you? You’re the president. That’s why Greg called you boss.”

“Yes. Does that bother you?”

Teri shrugs. “Why should I care about that?”

“Some women might not like that I have a family already. My club is my life.”

“I love motorcycles. I get it.”

“Are you in a club?”

“A lot don’t want women. I haven’t really ever thought about it.”

“Maybe you could think about joining mine,” I say lightly.

“Is that what you want to talk about right now?” she asks, turning to me.

“We can talk later.” I cup her chin and kiss her, sweeping my tongue against her lips but drawing back before the kiss can go any further.

Hand in hand, I bring her up to the front door. I unlock it, and we head on in.

“This place…”

“Do you want a tour?”

“Maybe later.” She swallows hard.

“Teri, we don’t have to—”

She steps forward, pressing her body against mine. “I meant what I said. Your room. Besides…” She reaches down and pats my hard cock through my pants. “If you think I didn’t notice this guy, you’re wrong.”

I laugh and take her hand, almost dragging her along upstairs to my room. As soon as I shut the door behind us, I want to pounce on her, but I wait, drawing her close and kissing her a few times, walking her backward to the bed. When her legs bump against the bed, she promptly sits and laughs.

“Teri,” I say firmly. “I’m feeling the wine. I do want this, but I know you’re feeling it too.”

“I’m feeling the wine, yes, but what I want to feel is you.”

I groan and start to yank off my clothes. She stands, and I assume she’s about to do the same, but no. She undoes my pants, and I yank her to her feet and kiss her senseless. Together, we undress her, and I have her lying on the bed seconds later.

“What do you like?” I ask, brushing back her short hair.

“I only know what I don’t like,” she murmurs. “The guys I was with… I didn’t enjoy it then.”

“You’ll enjoy this,” I growl.

I push her to lie down and proceed to kiss all over her body, including between her les. She tries to close them, but I spread them apart more, licking and sucking, my hands reaching to grab her ass and lift her so I can get to more of her.

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