Bad Boys of Romance - a Biker Anthology (34 page)

Chapter 5

My eyelids drifted open to see that it was getting dark out. Even though it was fall, it was still pretty warm outside. I went down stairs in search of Ryann. When I couldn’t find her I looked at the clock on the stove. It was after five. Ryann had gone back to the bar for the night. When I turned, I noticed the note sitting on the table for me.

Ryder,

Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you, but I had to head over to the bar and get everything up and running for the night. I’ll bring you something for dinner later. Relax, watch TV, make yourself at home. There’s snacks in the drawer and stuff to drink in the fridge. Cups are in the cabinet to the left.

Ryann

Was she running from the kiss earlier? Was that why she left me the note? Nah, she didn’t seem like the type to run from her fears. With the way she demanded I stay and rest, it seemed pretty reasonable that she would have wanted me to sleep as much as possible. Yet, she left me here alone, after telling me that she was watching me for the next twenty-four hours. That’s when I heard the key in the door and Kaden came striding into the living room.

“Hey man,” he said cheerfully, a slight laugh to his voice. “I’m here to be your babysitter until Ryann gets back.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Hasn’t she figured out yet that I’m gonna be fine?”

“Nope and I’m not telling her that. If you haven’t noticed my sister’s temper gets out of control when she’s mad.”

Well that was true. “Fine, whatever. I was about to grab a drink and then watch some TV until she gets back and releases me from her charge.”

“Yeah, I don’t think that is going to happen anytime soon, so you might want to get used to being here until your bike’s done.” He laughed, the smug bastard actually laughed.

Although I didn’t want to say it out loud, I completely agreed with his assessment of the situation. Plus, since I had my tongue down his sisters throat only a few hours earlier, I didn’t want to end up on the wrong side of Kaden if and when he found out. Luckily my errant cock was under control. I could only imagine how Kaden would react if he noticed the hard on I had for his sister. Grabbing two bottles of water out of the fridge, I handed one to Kaden and we sat down in the living room. There wasn’t a lot on the TV, but I had so many things on my mind that it was hard to concentrate on much.

Since the pain in my head was better, I let Kaden choose the show and let my mind wander to earlier in the day. I still couldn’t believe how much I told her, or how comfortable I felt with her. Or that I fucking kissed her after I decided to keep my hands to myself. That didn’t mean everything wasn’t weird. Here I was, this stranger who she now had staying in her house, all because I didn’t want some fuckers to yell at her. There was nothing about this that made sense. And then I had to go and put my hands on her. It was like an addiction, one taste and I wanted so much more. At least an hour passed as we watched TV in silence, me still confused about everything. I wanted answers and maybe from Kaden I could get some more insight into his sister

“Why does it matter so much to her?” I asked Kaden.

He looked away from the TV.” Why does what matter so much to her?”

“Why does me staying here mean so much to her? I mean she just met me, it just doesn’t make sense.”

His eyes searched the room, looking everywhere but at me. I could just tell I wasn’t going to like the answer, but without my bike it wasn’t like I was
going anywhere soon. The tension in my shoulders didn’t bode well for my patience.

“Kaden?
What the fuck is going on here?”

He stood up and was looking down at me. “Relax man. She didn’t want me to tell you. She was pretty sure you’d flip your shit, which is what you are about to do.”

Fuck. Did she tell him what happened earlier? Maybe not, either way it was irritating as hell to be told what to do. Then there was that part of me who hoped she wanted me to stay because of me. Don’t ask me where the hell those thoughts came from.

“So explain it to me.”

“I don’t think I should.”

“Are you kidding me?” I yelled and grabbed my side, when I sucked in a lung full of air.

“Don’t get all worked up, man, You’re just going to hurt yourself.”

“What do you expect? I’m trapped here with no way to go anywhere without my bike and the only two people I’ve met in the city are fucking hiding things from me.” I jumped to my feet. My pulse was pounding in my ears and I was having trouble controlling my temper.

“Fine, she heard you talking in your sleep last night. That’s all I’m gonna say, if you wanna know the rest ask her.”

“Ask her what?” a voice floated through the doorway. It was low and sexy. Damn, stupid dick was hard, just by the sound of it.”

My head snapped around to see Ryann standing there, looking extremely fucking hot. Even as pissed as I was, my dick hardened to the point of pain.

“Exactly what you heard me say last night…”

Her eyes bulged out of her head, but she covered it quickly, taking the bag of food she brought into the kitchen first. Following her, I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for an answer. I heard Kaden’s footsteps right behind me, I was sure it was an attempt to protect his sister. Little did he know, I would never hurt her I just wanted answers.

“Ryann, what the fuck is this all about?” I asked in a deadly, calm voice.

She looked up from placing things on the table. “Kaden, thanks for coming over. We’ll be good.”

“Are you sure? I can stay if you need me to.”

Without taking my eyes from hers, I watched as she looked up over my shoulder at Kaden. “We’ll be fine.” Her tone left no room for argument.

“Alright, call me if you need anything.” His footsteps retreated until I heard the door open and shut.

“Ryann—”

She put her hand to stop me. “Can we eat first?” she asked gesturing to the food on the table.

I made no move toward the table, arms still crossed over my chest waiting. When she realized that I wasn’t giving in, she threw her hands up in the air.

“Fine.
When you were having that nightmare last night, I heard you begging your dad to stop, swearing that you didn’t steal anything.”

Shit. I never let anyone know about it. That’s when I saw the look in her eyes and what I saw there made him want to punch a wall.
Pity. It was written all across her face. One thing I never wanted from anyone was pity. Everything I had at this point, I’d earned on my own.

“So all of this,” I gestured around the kitchen. “This is all about pity. The kiss, was that pity too?”

“No, but I wanted to help.”

“You wanted to help,” I yelled. “I’m a grown fucking man who doesn’t need help or pity.” I turned heading for the stairs. The reason I kept to myself was staring me straight in the face. Never in all the time since I left my parents’ house did I want pity for what I lost. I’d survived on my own without any help.

“Ryder, wait,” she said catching up to me.

I kept walking. “I’m fucking out of here.”

“But what about the concussion?” she asked panic clear in her voice.

“I’m fine.” Reaching the top of the stairs, I threw everything into the saddle bags over my shoulder and made my way to the door.

“Where are you going?”

“Back to my hotel.”

“Please stay.”

I turned around to look at her. The sadness in her
eyes, cooled some of my anger but not enough to stay. “No. The next time you pick someone to ‘take care of’ make sure that’s what they want.”

With that I turned around and walked out into the night. I was so fucking pissed. Here I was fantasizing about a woman who only pitied me. To think that I told her more than I told anyone else bothered me a little, but not enough to go back. Ryann didn’t live far from the bar so it was only a few extra blocks to get back to the motel. I stopped at the pharmacy on the way there to grab some aspirin for my head. When I got back to the room, I laid down on the bed, hoping that the part I was waiting for got there soon. I needed to get out of this town.
The sooner, the better.

My stomach growled and I realized I hadn’t eaten since this morning. Picking up the phone in the room, I called the front desk for a number for a pizza place that delivered. After what happened the last time I went out in this town I wasn’t taking any chances.

A while later, after the pizza was gone and I was lying in bed, letting my head rest, I made some decisions. There was no more moving for me. Once I got out of this town and found a place in the city I was staying. All of the traveling and problems along the way were getting to be more than I wanted to deal with. I wanted a place to call my own; a place far enough away from all of the bullshit that seemed to follow me everywhere. And no matter what I was going to avoid Ryann at all costs. With that decision made, I let my eyes close in hopes of a dreamless sleep, afraid that my body would want to dream about her when my mind knew it had to stay the hell away.

Chapter 6

Two days later, I was still waiting for the part. I hadn’t heard from Kaden or Ryann, which was good, except I wanted the call from Kaden that the bike was done and I could get on my way. Either way, I was becoming a bit stir crazy. There wasn’t much to do in this place, and I wasn’t feeling exactly adventurous to go out and explore. I was waiting for the pizza place to deliver the cheesesteak I ordered when there was a knock at the door. Thank goodness, I was freaking starving. Opening the door, I wasn’t expecting what I found.

“Ryder, can we talk?” Ryann stood there, her top once again revealing vast amounts of cleavage, the skirt short enough to see a glimpse of ass cheeks and knee high boots that just looked sexy as hell on her.

“There’s not a whole lot to say.” I was doing everything I could think of to keep my cock under control. “Thanks for taking care of the bills. I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”

She pleaded with her eyes, and in the outfit she was in there was not much I could do to resist her. I nodded and gestured for her to come in. Shutting the door behind her, I waited as she walked further into the room.

“Well?”

“I came to apologize. I get why you were pissed, but I wanted you to know it was more than that.” She fidgeted with her hands, but her eyes stayed on mine. “I noticed you the moment you walked into the bar. It was fun playing around with you and until those two dickheads showed up, I was ready to keep up our banter for the rest of the night. I wanted you to push until I finally agreed to have a drink or dinner or whatever you might offer. Then you kissed me the other day and my whole world flipped. You see, I wanted to spend more time with you, before any of the other things happened. Everything else just made me realize that you aren’t the bad boy you pretend to be. And I want so much to find out who is under the exterior you put up for everyone else.”

This had to be some kind of fucked up dream. I wanted her that first night. Who wouldn’t? She was fucking gorgeous. Then after the kiss in the parking lot I wanted her so much more. The fact that she was standing here, telling me how much she wanted me was a fucking turn on. Then I thought about what a turn on that no nonsense personality was. Just when I thought my dick couldn’t get any harder it did. It was why I intervened in the first place when the guys came in. The reason I was willing to share more about myself than I had with anyone in years.

Without letting myself think about what I was doing, I walked over to her and used my fingers to lift her chin so I could capture her mouth. The first taste of her lips on mine sent shivers down my body. I claimed her as if I had the right to do so. She was so responsive, wrapping her arms around my neck, threading her fingers into my hair. The same as the other day and it set my blood on fire.

My hand snaked down her body to the bottom of her skirt and skimmed back up her thigh until I reached the front of her thong. The warmth of my hand as it slipped around to cup her ass sent tremors through her body.. It had been awhile since I had a woman as beautiful as Ryann in my arms.

Sliding my fingers back through her core, I slid her thong to the side so I could slip my finger through that warm, wet sanctuary my body yearned for. After stroking a few times, but never touching her clit, my finger slipped deep inside her and thrust in and out. Her hips began to move to the rhythm I'd created. Groaning, I withdrew my finger from her body to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head, exposing her lacy red bra that left little to the imagination. The nipple rings in both breasts were well defined under the fabric. Wasting no time, my hands went to the zipper on the back of her skirt, and with a quick flick of my wrist, it fell to her feet. I sucked in a breath, my gaze roaming over every part of her exposed form and stopping at the long expanse of toned skin peeking above the boots she still wore. Desire masked the pain from my ribs.

Slowly I lowered myself to my knees, needing to taste her. Using my tongue I traced a line at the top of the fabric. With little nips down her stomach I reached her inner thigh, sucking on the skin there. The noises coming from the back of her throat made me harder than I ever had been. Kissing my way back up, I used my teeth to lower the thong until it reached the top of the boots she was wearing. Finding the zipper on her boots, I made quick work of her footwear. My teeth returned to where they left off bringing the thong down past her knees. All the while, I was running my hands over any of the exposed skin I could find.