Dark Steel: A Motorcycle Club Romance Novel Read Online Free PDF

off.”
     
    I smiled and hoped that Ryker would feel the same. I brushed my hair and fixed up my makeup before going back out.
     
    Ryker's smoldering look turned to shock when he saw me in my dress. “Brooke, you look fucking beautiful.”
     
    A shiver ran through my entire body. How could his words make me feel so sexy and confident?
     
    Ryker bent his elbow out and I took his arm. “Shall we go?”
     
    I stared at him behind my lashes and nodded. I was speechless in his presence.
     
    Jerome apologized to Ryker on the way out and he played it off like it was nothing. We walked through the parking lot, arm-in-arm, and came to his motorcycle. The bike was all black save for some large chrome pipes that ran along the sides.
     
    “What's wrong?” Ryker asked, sensing my fear.
     
    “I've never been on one of these before.” I pinched a small strand of  hair and tucked it behind my ear.
     
    “It will be a first for both of us. I've never let a girl ride with me before.”
     
    I cocked my head to the side. “Why not?”
     
    Ryker shrugged and kept silent. He was so mysterious which made him damn sexy. Ryker handed me a helmet that was big and bulky while he put on a little bucket that barely covered his skull. “Why do I have to wear the full helmet and you get to wear the small one,” I asked.
     
    “We have to protect that beautiful face of yours.” He knew exactly how to make me melt. I whipped the hair out of my face and stuffed my head into the tight helmet. It fit perfectly.
     
    Ryker straddled the bike and jerked his head for me to come over. I lifted my leg over and sat down behind Ryker. My thin dress didn't provide much of a barrier between my panties and the seat of the motorcycle.
     
    Ryker hit a red button and the bike groaned to life. The rumbling between my legs was a sensation I'd never felt before. It was rough and hard but I kind of liked it. I looked around for somewhere to put my hands. Where does the passenger hold on?
     
    Ryker yelled over the roar of the engine. “Wrap your arms around me and hold tight.”
     
    I did as I was told and slipped my hands under his arms, placing them on his chiseled chest. Oh my, this man is built.
     
    Ryker twisted the handle and the bike lurched forward. I hung on tightly as the motorcycle sped away. I looked behind me at the neon Nautilus sign before Ryker banked around a corner. The wind soared through my hair as we cruised through the night. The vibrations between my thighs were exciting and unknown. That familiar wetness from earlier returned.

Chapter Seven
     
Ryker
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Brooke held onto me for dear life as we weaved in and out of the cars. Her hands on me felt so good. If she moved them down just a little lower she'd feel how hard my erection was. At a stoplight, I looked behind me to gauge her but the tinted visor hid her expression. She definitely wasn't trying to run away though.
     
    I was tempted to speed right past the restaurant and ride with her for the rest of the night. I wanted to feel her arms around me forever. I held the brake as I revved the engine of my 2011 Harley-Davidson Forty-Eight, waiting for the light. When it hit green, I released the break and tugged at the throttle. The motorcycle burst forward and Brooke screamed as she dug her nails into my chest.
     
    We arrived at the restaurant that faced a busy street. I parked around the back at the valet. I lifted Brook off and set her down. I unsnapped the chin strap and set my helmet in front of the bike. Brooke peeled the helmet from her head and she wouldn't stop laughing.
     
    “What is it?” I asked. Not the reaction I was expecting after riding a motorcycle for the first time.
     
    Brooke laughed harder and her hair was a mess from the helmet. “That was the most fun I've had in my entire life.”
     
    “I'm glad you liked it.” I handed the keys to