Free Ignition (BBW Alpha Male MC Biker Romance) by Ashlee Beaunoir

dues that are owed my brother will finally be paid.  I knew this one
would go easy.  You go early enough, when no one is awake yet, and it’s easy
cherry pie.  Let’s head back and celebrate like you know best.”
     
         Victor
winked at her and started the van.  Olivia crinkled her nose back at him in a
flirty gesture.  As they drove together, Olivia rested her hand on Victor’s
crotch.  She clutched at it and kneaded it in her hand.  Like molding putty
until it dried into rock.  Victor eased back in the seat and did a bit more
manspreading to let her have better access to it.  He was thinking of sizzling
some bacon and sausage for breakfast.  Of course, this would be after another freakish
round of her fucking the brains out of his head again.  This was the start of a
really good day.
     
         As
Victor was pulling in from the main road into the general neighborhood of her
house, a cruiser whizzed past them.  Then two more followed behind the first. 
No lights or sirens.  Strange.  His erection rapidly fizzled away. Victor
slowed his speed cautiously and pulled the van to park it temporarily beside a
house three streets over from Olivia’s.  He was going to walk over to the house
first, just to put his mind at ease before driving in.  One can never be too
careful.
     
         Victor
turned to face Olivia.  “Stay right here.  Whatever you do, don’t leave this
van.  I’m just going to walk over, make sure everything is ok at your place. 
I’ll be right back.  Promise.” 
     
         He
leaned over and kissed her quickly on the mouth before getting out of the
vehicle and carefully shutting the door, trying to minimize the sound of it
slamming.  She watched as he jogged off in the direction of the house.  He
turned around the block disappearing from view.  Olivia spent the next very
stressful minutes in the van by herself, nervously waiting for his return.  She
started biting her nails.  Then she got out her phone and started playing a
game on it to distract her.  Seven minutes later she heard some huffing as
Victor ran back around the van, opening the side panel of the vehicle.
     
         He
commanded sharply, “Quickly, get your head down.  I gotta switch the plates. 
They found us.  They are at your place, waiting for us.  We gotta fly.”

Shane Johnson
     
        
Confusion muddled with the stress in her mind. 
          “Who?”
she weakly asked.
         Victor
searched for and found the second set of plates in the van lying near the front
seats.  He grabbed them and replied in a rushed clip, “The cops.  There’s at
least four of their cars in front of your house, all the lights flashing.  We
have to move out.  Time to go.”
     
         He
moved to the back of the van and jogged shortly after to the front, securing
the new plates to the van.  He hopped in and started the engine.
     
         “What
are we going to do?” Olivia whined, scared out of her wits.  The adrenaline
rush that simmered in her previously while she was fumbling for his cock in the
van dissipated into pure fear.  The thrill of those moments of seeing life and
death first hand were replaced with entirely different emotions of guilt, panic
and dread.  She hadn’t mentally prepared herself at all for the reality of
getting caught.
     
         “It’s
going to be all right, Livs, no worries.  It was only going to be a matter of
time before they found me.  I just didn’t think it would have happened so soon,
or that you would be so involved.  But I planned ahead.”
     
         He
drove out to the main road again, scanning the exit signs, a plan organically
forming in his brain.  He poked his thumb to the back of the van.  “Back at the
clubhouse, I took a few duffle bags of cash.  I made the leader confess to it and
had him open the safe.  There’s enough for us to lay low for a long while. 
Just one more hit and it’s off to the rugged mountains of