Free The Biker’s Property (An Alpha Motorcycle Club Romance) (Ghosts of the Prairie Motorcycle Club Series Book 1) by Regina Fox Page B

dressing room door was rattling from Danny’s fast and furious thrusts and she couldn’t help but to let out a moan. She felt his hand go over her mouth as he slowed his thrusting. “You’re gonna make me come,” he gasped.
    Penny was not ready for this to end, not yet. “Sit on the bench,” she said and pulled away, releasing his cock into the cool dressing room air.
    Danny maneuvered his way around her and sat down on the little bench. He was stroking his cock in long slow waves as she guided herself down and onto it, pushing it deep inside her.
    Her legs were bent with knees on either side of her shoulders. The tiny bench did not leave much room for what she planned, so she started to improvise.
    She stood on her feet, with knees still bent, feeling like a frog on a lily pad. She bounced up and down taking him deep inside her. The friction between his skin and hers was building up, making her whine as she tried to be quiet.
    “You’re in charge,” he murmured.
    “Yep,” she said.
    He usually did the bulk of the work in bed. He liked taking care of her but she was digging giving back.
    “So hot,” he said, kissing the arch of her neck. “So sweet.”
    He figured out that each time he tortured her with the tip of his tongue, she moved after she could no longer take it. He pinned her, bracing the small of her back and made her take it. He worked her back and forth on him, making her absorb the arousal.
    Penny gasped and squirmed, the ecstasy building and building until she thought she would burst. She growled and she gasped and she wriggled until she felt that undeniable hitch. With a few more strokes, she would be pulsing helplessly around him.
    He was so pleased with himself. He smiled against her throat. He hoisted her and let her fall to him, driven by her own weight. He did it twice, and before he could do it for a third time, she was clenching with the ultimate pleasure.
    Penny was a quivering mass. She was limp against him as electric, hot waves of passion pulsed through her. He kissed her so tenderly, holding her so securely in his massively powerful, safe arms. When she came back to earth after the peak of rapture, she moved on him. Up and down, letting herself drop so that she could torture him back.
    She dropped, her buttocks slapping against his thighs as she pounced on him.
    “Fuck!” he screamed.
    She did it again and he was seized with a powerful orgasm. He grappled her, pumped into her, driving to the full force of an intense climax. She clamped her lips on the base of his neck. He stood it for a moment until he had to push her, gently, from him.
    Danny exited the dressing room first and left Penny to dress, or readjust. She felt the clerk’s eyes on her as she walked up behind Danny, who was now at the register. She handed him the clothes and headed for the door. She was on such a high from their dressing room rendezvous; she did not even care if the man at the register heard them.
    In her new attire, Danny took Penny an hour west from New City. The scenery transformed drastically. There, unbelievably flat ground took on variety. Character. In some ways it reminded her of Virginia. The little rolling mountainous terrain transformed into monster rock formations. He didn’t tell her they were going to cross a bridge. He left it as a complete and total exhilarating surprise.
    Penny saw signs telegraphing the distance to the Four Bears Bridge. She hadn’t really seen anything of bodies of water. That all changed when they approached Lake Sakakawea. It might as well have been an ocean it was so huge. And the bridge that spanned a small part of it was nerve-racking for one who only just began to ride motorcycles and had to cross it.
    He didn’t even coax her. Tell her she could do it. He just plunged her into the experience headlong. Penny held onto him with everything she had. She tried to stay ultra-conscious of all the instruction he had given her in the very beginning on the very first ride.