Ride Angel Ride: A Biker Erotic Romance (Red Skulls MC) Read Online Free PDF

normally spend my days hiding out in some girl’s apartment either,” said Roger. His voice was lacking its usual flippancy. “But I also don’t run out on a girl that I’m really attracted to and leave her to the wolves, or in this case, Crazy Jack.”
     
    “We have to figure out where you can go,” Mary answered. “CJ said that he was reaching out to the Texas chapter and it wouldn’t be safe for you to return there.”
     
    “Yeah, CJ said that,” the mirth was now back in his voice and he smiled as he pulled Mary close once again, “but I’ve talked to the other officers in the chapter. They know CJ, and this isn’t the first time that Crazy Jack has lived up to his name. I’m OK down there.”
     
    His voice got a little more serious as he continued, “If your dad had called, things might not turn out as well, but as long as it was just CJ, I can go back to Texas. So the question isn’t what do I do now, but what do we do now?”
     
    “I can think of something for tonight,” she replied looking up at him with a big smile. “But I smell like a motorcycle shop and really need a shower. I’ll be right back. Afterwards, we can plan for tomorrow.”
     
    With that, she turned and went into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and then slipped out of her jeans and shirt. For the first time, she fully realized that in her haste to stop CJ this morning, she had not put on any underwear. I wonder if anyone at the shop had noticed, she thought to herself as she checked the shower temperature.
     
    Before entering the shower , she glanced at herself in the mirror and smiled at her reflection. “You’ve changed,” she said to herself. She wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but she was sure that the woman looking back at her from the mirror was no longer a little girl in mind or body.
     
    She emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later. Her hair was still wet. She hadn’t dried herself of completely, and her skin glistened from the body lotion she had used. Apparently even cheap motels provide tiny bottles of shampoo and body wash. These had been surprisingly good, and left her with a slight flowery smell. Much better than the smell of grease and gasoline , she thought to herself as she opened the bathroom door.
     
    Roger was lying on the bed naked. The TV was on, but he switched it off as soon as she entered the room. “This time I don’t have to ask if you want this,” he said with his characteristic smile.
     
    “I don’t have to ask you either,” she replied. Then she added with a slight giggle, “He’s already answered for you,” pointing at his rising member.
     
    Their lovemaking was not hurried, but it was nowhere near as slow as last night. This wasn’t because Roger was moving at a faster pace. He was just as deliberate in his movements as he stroked and teased her body.
     
    The difference today was that Mary was no longer the near-passive recipient of his lovemaking. She was an active partner, returning stroke for stroke and kiss for kiss. This was not the seduction of a virgin. This was mutual lovemaking between equals.
     
    That did not mean that the result was any less intense. If anything, both Mary and Roger climbed even higher into the ecstasy of passion before an explosive release that left them trembling in each other’s arms.
     
    After a long silence in which Mary lay with her head against Roger’s chest, listening to his heartbeat and breathing, she said, “I know what I would like to do. If it were possible, I would love to stay right here in your arms forever.”
     
    “And I would love to hold you forever,” he replied with a sigh. “But sometimes life is not only a bitch, it has puppies, and we have to figure out our next move.”
     
    Mary started to say something in response, but stopped and sat upright on the bed. “CJ!” she exclaimed.
     
    “What? Again?” Roger asked, startled, but then he heard the soft buzzing of CJ’s engine. It was soon