The Biker’s Property (An Alpha Motorcycle Club Romance) (Ghosts of the Prairie Motorcycle Club Series Book 1) (10 page)

“Uh oh,” he gently admonished. “Better be careful.”

He was actually right. If she didn’t sit properly on her mount, she could very well slide right off. She had to be still and take it.

When she stopped wriggling he praised her. “Good girl.”

When they finished their ride and returned back to the barn, Danny’s bike was loaded up on his brother’s truck.

“Is there something wrong with the bike?” Penny asked.

“No,” he answered. “I just thought you’d be more comfortable riding back. We’ll go back to New City, spend the night. Pick up your check tomorrow and then we can ride home. My brothers are following. They want to go into town and have dinner. Hang out with the Ghosts.”

“Are they part of your club?” she asked.

Danny brushed her nose lightly with the tip of his finger. “No, baby doll. They’re not.”

Chapter Eleven

It was a really good call to ride back in the truck. Every new thing that Penny saw Danny do made her more and more infatuated with him. As they rode, they kept looking at each other with the same longing look.

For the first mile or so after they piled into the truck, Penny sat squarely on her side. Danny reached a powerful hand between her thighs and encouraged her close to him.

“I don’t know. Such a dilemma,” he said. “Either have you right behind me or have you back over there so I can look at you.”

“I know,” she replied, her voice unusually high. It was the effect he had on her. He made her chest tight and gave her a sudden lisp.

The night had settled by the time they reached New City. His brothers followed them in. They pulled into the Holiday Inn and unloaded the bike and went to their room.

It had been a fairly warm day although Danny assured Penny for any time during a North Dakota summer, the temperature was mild. She was sticky. They dumped their stuff and headed for the motel pool for a dip.

She shook her head, grinning.

“What?” he protested playfully.

“I know you,” she accused.

“Oh you do, do you?” He embraced her. “You and I have been going strong for all of, what? Four, five days? And you know me?”

“Well,” she countered. “You know me, don’t you?”

“Yes, baby doll. I think I do. But what I like is that I am always pleasantly surprised,” he said and then he kissed her.

The air was suddenly intense and magnetic.

“So what is this thing you know about me?” he asked, his hands roaming her, stirring them both up.

Walking down the motel hall to the pool was a slow process because Penny’s intuition about him was already proving right. They couldn’t get very far because now that they weren’t riding a bike or under the watchful eye of anyone else, they did what came naturally. Danny stopped and grabbed the small of her waist and pulled her close. She tiptoed and lifted her face towards his. Their lips met and he parted hers with his tongue as he forced his tongue into her mouth. She reached around and grabbed his waist as his hands started to glide up her top. She broke loose and stared at him.

“This,” she giggled. “This is what I knew was going to happen the second we decided to go swim. I know what’s going to happen.”

“What?” He played innocent. “I have no idea what you are talking about.”

“Yes you do. If anyone knows what I am talking about it’s you. And,” she poked him in the iron hard stomach. They stopped. He braced her and stooped so they were eye to eye.

“What?” he asked her.

“Oh you know.” She gave him a playful tap and then threw her arms around him and kissed him with everything she had.

Finally they broke and made it all the way down to the pool. It was deserted.

He looked at his cell.

“Everyone is over across the way having drinks,” he said, reading a text. His eyebrow arched wickedly.

Slowly they stepped down the stairs into the warm pool. The water was soft and soothing to her skin. They both took their time gliding across. Penny grabbed the end of her braid and unraveled it. Her hair would be a tangled mess if she left it in. It had become disheveled in the ride. She freed the long tresses and dunked under.

While she was under she felt a firm grip on her foot. Then Danny’s hands climbed, to her waist and then beneath her arms, lifting her up above the water.

“My mermaid,” he said.

His lips were so soft and warm as he kissed her. He had just kissed her moments ago and as his tongue glided along the inside of her mouth, she realized how excited she was to be kissing him again. She needed him that much.

“Come here,” he growled.

Supporting her with his large powerful hands, his thumbs secretly slid into the triangles of her black bikini top. They could be slid back into place at a moment’s notice if need be. Her cupcake sized breasts bobbed in the water. He tightened their hug. It was so delicious to be skin to skin with him in the pool.

He walked in long, slow strides to a float that was drifting in the deep end. He encouraged her to hook her arms around the device and let it carry her. She adjusted to be floating completely on her back, allowing her legs to rise to the surface. She was topless in the prairie night air for all intents and purposes but she didn’t care. It was just the two of them.

Danny parted her thighs, resting Penny’s legs on his broad shoulders. Even though he was floating, it felt as though she were resting on something solid and anchored, he was that fit.

He wedged against her but gave himself enough room to access her. He tugged the strings of her bottom, letting the fabric of the top panel fall into the water. She closed her eyes but she didn’t have to look to know what he was going to do next.

She felt it and it was so amazing. The heat from his sweet hot mouth between her legs rushed arousal through her like a wildfire. Her gasp echoed across the pool.

“Shhhh,” he scolded devilishly. She knew he didn’t care if she hollered.

He parted her folds with his finger and slowly inserted it. He stroked her with a lascivious slowness, in and out. Penny lifted her head and at the same time they looked into one another’s eyes. She made a face of whimpering for him, to let him know what he was doing to her.

He looked her dead in the eye and stuck out his tongue, curling it, touching the pointed end to her. He flicked mercilessly while he picked up the pace of his finger, working her until she could no longer hold still to stay put. In a sudden seize of pleasure she knocked herself off of the float.

To go from lazy and completely relaxed but worked up in a good way, to suddenly being tossed into the water, Penny splashed in the deep end trying to find something to hold on to. Danny caught her, laughing softly as she secured herself to him.

“Is that better?” he asked gently.

She could feel his giant, hard erection poking her.

“Yes,” she replied. “That is so, so much better.”

He was inside her. He braced the curve of her buttocks, working her back and forth. It was slow moving and somewhat frustrating in the water. He deftly maneuvered them to the shallow end, to the stairs where they both could find some footing. It was very short work after that.

Careful not to scratch themselves on the cement, they braced against the steps and worked in counter rhythm fast and furiously. With intense focus, they were unceasing until their bodies seized and writhed with climax. It had been building between them all day, and despite all the sex that they had been having, that was an awfully long time to wait. It felt like it had been forever since they had experienced this. Pulsing helplessly as powerful ripples of the ultimate pleasure overtook them, rendering them so sweetly helpless.

Penny and Danny waited as their breathing slowly returned to normal. She felt so sated, so complete. For now. For the next couple of hours until they went to sleep, she knew she would steal glimpses of him as the evening progressed. And she would be so enamored that nighttime would not come soon enough. She would want him so badly again.

Chapter Twelve

Recovered from the intense bliss, Danny and Penny went back to their room and showered. He bathed her in gel made from prairie yucca. Her skin felt amazing. She put on one of the little short skirts that he bought for her earlier that day along with the stacked sandals and a tiny little t-shirt. He had not been paying attention as he was focused on his own dressing. When he got a load of her, his jaw dropped.

“Fuck,” he said. “I do.”

She knew he was teasing but it was such a lovely thing for him to say. She kissed him lightly on the lips.

“You are so sweet,” she said.

“And you are so beautiful,” he replied. “I want to take you over across the street and feed ya. And show you off.”

They walked across the street to The Bison. The moon over the horizon was absolutely huge. It looked like it was going to drop on them.

Danny held her hand as they walked across the parking lot to the front door of the restaurant. Penny saw him scanning the parking lot, which was packed with motorcycles. She didn’t like the look on his face.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

“Not sure baby doll,” he said.

He ducked into an alcove and dialed on his cell.

“Hey Trenton,” he said. “Where are you?”

‘We’re still at the bar having cocktails. I have the missus with me,” he said.

“Gotta be careful with that brothah. Penny and I are at the restaurant but it’s packed with Riggers.”

“We’re over at the Sportsman, and the place seems to be crawling with them here too. But so far they’ve been cool. We’ll head on over. Maybe put our name in for a table,” said Trenton.

The hostess had a table for two for them fairly quickly. Danny held Penny’s hand as they followed. Penny felt a hand reach up her skirt as she walked by. She shrieked with surprise. When she looked over her shoulder, she couldn’t tell who did it.

Without looking back, Danny stopped dead in his tracks. “What’s the matter,” he demanded sternly.

“Nothing,” she fibbed.

She didn’t want to start anything. But it didn’t matter. Someone spoke up.

“Nothing,” barreled a deep voice. “Just got a little handful of that tight little ass, chief.”

Danny turned on his heel, his face locked with fury, though he remained calm.

“You and your boss Brill Wayland want to make it an injun and a white man thing. It ain’t about that. You Riggers come to our towns, take our jobs and destroy our homes.

“You can call me a chief all day long just like your jailbird boss. I am no chief but I am a captain, and if you don’t find your manners, you’re going to find out why.

“As for grabbing my girl’s ass, I don’t blame you. It’s absolute perfection. I guess you got inspired by the fact that Brill Wayland has his hand so far up your ass working your mouth, putting words in it, you don’t have a mind of your own. You don’t have a thing of your own because it’s all his. You damn sure don’t have a soul. What a cool thing for a club to be about.”

All eyes were on them. Danny turned his back on the Rigger and continued walking. The Rigger started to make a “woo woo” sound to taunt him.

Danny turned to Penny. “I’m going to jail, baby doll.”

And while still looking at Penny, he pitched forward slightly. She couldn’t see that what he had done was throw a kick behind him. He came just so close to kicking the Rigger straight in the face but pulled his kick. It was only a warning, but the Rigger was white with terror.

“I’m having dinner with my woman now. Don’t bother me again,” said Danny.

The Rigger rose from his table, completely ignoring Danny’s warning. Trenton was right behind the biker, having just arrived with quite a few Ghosts of the Prairie members. There were more than the few who rode up at first.

Trenton was a big man. As big as the biker who had been mouthing off. He pushed the man back in his chair. He strode by them with Mrs. Wayland’s hand in his.

The Rigger clipped her arm.

“Hey!” he demanded of her. “What are you doing? Your ol’ man isn’t going to like this.”

“He’s not my ol’ man,” said Mrs. Wayland. “And you’re fired.”

“You can’t fire me,” smiled the Rigger.

“She can,” replied Trenton. “In the event Wayland is out of commission, i.e., in jail, the company is automatically and totally hers.”

The manager approached Trenton and Danny and the Rigger who would not keep his mouth shut.

“Gentlemen, The Bison is grateful for your business. But if it looks like there’s going to be fighting, I have to ask you to leave now. Starting with you sir. You goosed this lady.”

“Fine,” the Rigger threw his napkin down on his plate, “I am leaving. But I ain’t paying.”

“I’m paying,” said Mrs. Wayland. “I’ll take it out of his pay.”

The biker shoved Mrs. Wayland and that was that.

Danny shrugged to the manager. “Sorry dude,” he said.

Someone whisked Penny, Mrs. Wayland and Cady outside. Pushed her at the small of her back until she was out in the parking lot. The sound of punches landing and glass breaking could be heard outside.