One Rough Night (BWWM Motorcycle Erotic Romance) (8 page)

I don’t
know where my sudden burst of courage came from, but suddenly I got angry. I
was from Washington DC and these hicks were from butt-fuck nowhere. What
business was it of theirs what I was doing here?

“That’s
none of your business,” I replied defiantly, looking him square in the eye this
time.

He
chuckled. The chuckle turned into a laugh. Pretty soon the whole gang was
laughing their asses off at me. I felt myself turn beet-red. Whether it was
with rage or embarrassment I didn’t know. But these guys were really getting on
my nerves.

I made
my decision. I was determined to find some dirt on these assholes if it took me
years. At this point I didn’t care that Dave had screwed me over sending me to
this town in the middle of nowhere. These fuckers were going to get theirs.

When he
finally stopped laughing enough to make a coherent sentence, the leader spoke
again.

“Honey,
it’s our
job
to know everything that goes on around here. We basically
run the town. You may not want to tell us now, but believe me. You will,” he
rumbled, much more seriously.

Those
last two words sent a chill down my spine. Was he threatening me?

“I’m
Rick, by the way. I got a feeling we’re going to be seeing each other real
soon, honey,” he promised, giving me a wicked grin.

He
turned back to his motorcycle as the rest of the gang followed. Within seconds
they had sped off into the distance.

I turned
to look back at the driver but he was huddled in the car.

“Thanks
for all your help,” I muttered to him, grabbing my bags.

“S-sorry,
ma’am. But those guys are really dangerous. If they saw me with you, they
might…” he didn’t finish. I didn’t ask him to elaborate.

“So
these guys run this town huh?” I asked him as he helped me carry my bags
inside.

“Sort
of,” he said. He grew more relaxed when we walked into the motel.

I
nodded.

“I have
a lot of questions for you if you don’t mind.”

He
shrugged.

“Okay,
that’s fine. Let’s get you settled in first and we’ll talk.”

I
checked myself in and followed him up to my room. It was a small little place
with no TV or microwave. At least it had a bed. I sighed and set my stuff down.
This would take some getting used to.

Once I
got my stuff unpacked, I met the driver down in the lobby. He’d gotten us both
a cup of coffee. I smiled and sat down across the table from him.

“So,
what’s your name?” I asked.

“Rob. My
dad is your boss.”

That
took me by surprise.

“You’re
Dave’s kid?”

“Yeah.
I’ve been helping him out for a couple years now, taking care of some stuff
down here.”

“Wow.”

I shook
my surprise off quickly. I had more pressing matters to discuss with him.

“So
about these bikers. Do they come into town often?”

He
nodded.

“Just
about every night. They head into the bar and drink until it closes. Then they
go back to their camp and drink some more.” He shuddered. “They’re scary sober,
but when they get drunk… it isn’t pretty.”

“This
camp that they have. Do you know where it is?”

He
shrugged.

“Sure.
But you’ll have to go by yourself; I’m not taking you over there. It’s south of
town. You’ll go past a trail and walk about a mile, it isn’t too far.”

“One
last question, Rob. Do you know why your dad sent me here? Did he talk to you
at all about it?”

He shook
his head again.

“No, he
doesn’t usually talk too much about his employees or work. Sorry.”

I smiled
and stood up.

“It’s
okay, you’ve been a big help. Thanks a lot, Rob.”

He stood
up too.

“You
aren’t going out to their camp are you?” he asked nervously.

“Of
course I am. I can’t do my job unless I get some information about those guys.”

He
nodded solemnly.

“You’d
better make sure you don’t get caught. If Rick catches you and you’re all
alone, you’ll be in a lot of trouble.”

“Is Rick
the leader?”

“Temporary
leader. The main guy is away on some business. I forgot his name though.”

I smiled
again.

“See you
around, Rob.”

I made
sure I had my camera and extra batteries and started walking south towards the
camp. My heart started to pound. It wasn’t nerves though. I was excited. I was
determined to find some dirt on these guys and really impress the boss.

It
wasn’t long before I stumbled across their “camp.” It wasn’t really a camp.
More a community. There were five houses on each side of the road and one
bigger one at the end. Fortunately, no one was in sight. I assumed they were
still off doing whatever motorcycle gangs do.

I
decided to start with the bigger house first. I assumed that was where Rick
lived so that would be where I would most likely find any incriminating
evidence. I knew no one was in sight, but I still needed to be careful.

I snuck
up quietly to the house. It was a two-story house that looked almost brand new.
The windows looked like they had just been replaced and the paint looked great.
Again, I found myself surprised. Maybe these guys weren’t the hard asses
everyone made them out to be?

I tried
the front door first. Locked, of course. Fortunately a window on the side
wasn’t. I found that pretty strange. As dumb as they looked, surely they
wouldn’t be stupid enough to leave their windows unlocked? Maybe they all
trusted each other enough to not worry about it? I had no idea, but they’d made
a big mistake.

I
grinned as I opened the window easily and slid through. I stood up, dusted
myself off and found myself in the middle of what looked like a normal living
room. There was a TV in the corner complete with a DVD cabinet and a mini
fridge in the corner.

The
place was pretty messy, but I couldn’t let that stop me. Even though breaking
and entering was illegal, I figured they wouldn’t be smart enough to know it
was me anyway, or even know anyone was there. As long as I was careful.

I began
searching through every nook and cranny in the room. This is the hard part, I
told myself. Once I found the drugs or guns or whatever it was they were up to,
I’d be home free. I’d only been at it for about ten minutes before I heard a
noise from the front of the house.

Oh shit!

I bolted
out of the room and down a hallway to what looked like a bedroom. There was no
time to escape so I just hid in the closet. I didn’t want to think about what
would happen if they caught me.

I
silently counted to thirty, hoping upon hope that whoever was at the door would
leave. It was not my lucky day though, apparently. Just when I’d decided to
risk it and make a run for it, a man walked into the room. I could see from
behind the closet doors that it was him. Rick.

So I was
right. This
was
his place. I was startled to know I accidentally
memorized his name.

I
watched him as closely as possible, waiting for him to do something illegal. He
set what looked like a little piece of paper down on the desk next to his bed
and stepped in front of his mirror, right next to where I was hiding. Suddenly,
he started to get undressed. Right in front of me. Maybe it was my lucky day after
all!

I
watched silently as in one, swift movement he removed his clothes. I fought the
urge to rub my pussy as I stared at his perfect body, only a few feet away. His
arms were slabs of pure muscle. They seemed even more defined now that I was
seeing them up close and personal.

His
taught, tanned chest was making me wetter and wetter. His sculpted six pack
would make any regular model jealous. My eyes slowly traveled down his
incredible body and down to his thick cock. Oh god, his cock.

It was
the biggest one I’d ever seen, even soft. I tried as hard as I could to resist
the urge to rub my pussy, but I couldn’t help myself. My hand slowly snaked
down the front of my pants and started to massage my wet nub.

I
watched as he turned, revealing a perfect ass. I imagined myself cupping it in
my hands as I rubbed more vigorously, not caring if he found me out. My pussy
throbbed as I slid two fingers inside, imagining that they were his cock
plunging into me. I let out a soft moan of pleasure as I felt my orgasm quickly
build.

Before I
knew it, I had exploded, soaking the front of my pants with my juices. I cupped
my other hand over my mouth to keep from moaning even louder. Fortunately he
didn’t seem to hear me and walked into what looked like a bathroom.

Oh god.
I was terrified to realize that at this point the ‘mission’ didn’t matter to me
that much anymore. All that mattered in the world was this guy’s incredible
body and getting plowed by him.

I heard
a shower turn on and breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe I’d get out of this after
all! I counted to thirty. Unfortunately I couldn’t see all the way into the
bathroom otherwise I would have risked a last quick peek at Rick’s incredible
cock.

I
quietly opened the closet door and crept silently over to his desk. I hadn’t
forgotten about that little piece of paper. Maybe it was a note? Or some kind
of instructions for whatever it was their business was?

It
looked like it was some kind of a note. It read:

Dear
Miss Photographer,

Nice
try.

-Rick

My heart
leapt to my throat. I let the note drop to the floor. In my haste to read it, I
hadn’t even noticed his shower had turned off.

“Did you
know trespassing is a crime around here?” came a deep, husky voice from behind
me.

I spun
around quickly. There he was.

As
terrified as I was, I couldn’t stop my eyes from snapping onto his massive
cock. I felt my pussy throb as he stepped closer to me, making my heart
flutter.

“How did
you find me?” I whispered.

He
chuckled.

“Do you
know how we handle trespassers here?”

I
couldn’t answer. I seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Or move. My brain
screamed at me to run out of there and never look back, but the rest of my body
knew what it wanted.

My heart
thudded in my chest as he reached me, his already large cock growing even
longer, and harder.

“I think
you need to be taught a lesson,” he growled, wrapping his powerful, warm hands
around my shoulders and pushing me down to my knees.

I was
powerless against him. My hands found his cock immediately, and I went straight
to work. I grinned as I began to massage him, gently at first. It was a huge
cock, so I had to use both hands. I lightly breathed on the head, teasing him.
I felt his cock quiver in my hands. He didn’t have time for teasing. I giggled
as he gently pushed my head onto his cock, almost getting to the base.