Free The Rider's Dangerous Embrace (An Interracial Bad Boy Romance Story) by Nicole Jordan Page B

quickly latched on to it, moving his fingers in a circle, bringing forth little cries from her mouth.
    “We are almost there, Jayda. Not too much longer now.” He slipped one of those thick fingers down in between her lips. He spread her wide to reveal her little hole before he wiggled his finger into her. She was sopping wet, her juices dripping down over his hand as his finger slid easily into her sweet little pussy.
    “Oh yes,” She cried, not hiding her excitement. Why should she? She knew he could feel it on her, dripping down his fingers.
    She writhed on his hand, unable to take the sensations he was giving her. It wasn’t enough. The young woman whimpered in frustration. In retaliation Jayda unzipped Luke’s jeans and inserted her hand, rubbing the bulge through the fabric of his boxer briefs. She could feel him better now. He had a thick shaft with large, throbbing veins up and down the side of it. Clearly strong enough that she could feel them through his underwear. It was tempting. So tempting. Still, she refused to slip her hand in his undergarments, wanting to give him a taste of the frustration that she was experiencing.
    Take that.
    It seemed to be having the desired effect, she felt his cock jump in her hands, blood filling it before her very eyes as she wrapped her hand around it. The warm fabric was all that was between her flesh and his, and it proved to be just as much of a hindrance to her as she meant for it to be for him.
    “God woman, you are going to do me in.” His cock twitched in her hand, its swollen girth growing even larger.
    She swore he punched that accelerator a second time, roaring down the country road for several minutes. His driving would have been reckless if he was anyone else. Anyone but a rider. In his arms, in his truck, she felt safe. She knew his level of control. She knew he could handle it. Handle her.
    He slowed suddenly, turning off to the left into a grove. Parking near a line of trees he turned and looked at her. She couldn’t help it, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, letting it all go. In that kiss she revealed her passion. Her want. Her entire hand. She certainly didn’t know when to hold ‘em.
    “Are you sure? I want to double and triple check. Because right now you feel like a dream that is going to slip right out of my fingers.” His voice was dark and thick as he looked at her. He was sure. Sure of what he wanted. When and how he wanted it. “This is your last chance to back out and go back to strictly business.”
    That opportunity passed as soon as he took her into his arms at Ray's. The way he looked at her, the kiss. It banished any prospect of their relationship maintaining a purely professional nature.
    It was wrong, it could hurt her, but she didn’t care. He was too much temptation to turn away, at least this once. Though she was starting to even doubt that.
    “I’m not walking away, Luke. I need to see where this goes.”
    “I need to know that you want me right now.”
    She didn’t answer him with her words. Instead she released his cock from that last scrap of fabric and bent forward and seized it with her warm, wet lips. She circled her tongue around that mushroom cap, her tongue sliding across his hot, soft flesh. He tasted good. So good that she couldn’t help herself. She suckled on his cock, her hand around his shaft, pumping into her. His guttural moan let her know that she was doing exactly the right thing.
    He let her do what she wanted just a little bit longer before he pulled her head up.
    “Stop,” He grunted, barely able to get the words out, “This isn’t how I want it to be and you are going to waste me if you don’t.” He pushed her off and put his cock back inside his pants.
    She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help but pout.
    Luke reached behind his seat and grabbed a thick blanket. He opened his door and exited, pulling her down out of the truck.
    “I thought we could use a room with a