Beauty And The Biker
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The roar of the bike is like a slow drone in my ears now. The unending blacktop of the road and the wind flowing over me gives me a sense of peace that flies in stark contrast to the nervous knot in my stomach. Usually, I look forward to a long ride, but not tonight. A hundred miles. Over two hours of hard riding and then… What? Will she be glad to see me? I really don’t know. I do know, I’ve got to try. I’ve never been in love before and even as the broken white lines pass under me in a blur, I can’t really say that’s what I’m feeling now. I just know, I can’t do anything else. What the fuck was I thinking? I mean, riding all this way to go find a twenty-one year old college chick who ‘might’ be at that frat party? Yeah, that makes sense. What the fuck could go wrong? It was one of those ‘it seemed like a good idea at the time’ things that felt like genius until I actually got out here on the highway. Fuck! As if a preppy chick like her could really fall for a two-bit biker like me. Goddamn it! We are from two completely different worlds. I should have just forgotten about her when she stopped answering her fucking phone. Something inside me just won’t let her go. I’m telling you, I never thought I’d fall for a girl this hard. But Holly… I don’t know. I just can’t get her out of my head. Now, I’m just going to walk right into the middle of her new boyfriends turf? I must be insane. What part of ‘stay away from me’ did I not understand? Four fucking months. That’s how long it took her to fall for another guy. Well, I don’t care what he fucking majors in or if he is built like a damn linebacker, Holly is going to have to tell me to my face that she loves him. If she can do that, then fine, but I’m not leaving until I hear those words. Damn. Sometimes I wish I’d never met her at all. What the hell was she doing at a biker bar, anyway? The Flat Head Bar and Grill. That’s where I met her. Who would have fucking believed it? The place is a rat infested shit hole that wouldn’t have passed for decent when it was built back in the fifties. From the beginning, it’s remote location off I-10 made it a haven for bikers who wouldn’t have been welcome anywhere else. It’s that bar, a small store and my garage and that’s it. I’m not actually badged into a club. Most of the ones who drop in are riding from one place to another and just come in for cold beer and a rowdy time. Being the only decent mechanic for fifty miles means that even the worst of them gave me some respect. That’s why I could be in there having a beer while fifteen members of the Jackals tore up the place. What the Hell, it’s a pit, but it’s home. I was into my fourth beer when she walked in that night. I’m telling you, it was like someone sucked the air right out of the place. Holly was so young and innocent looking that everyone, the guys and even some of their old ladies took notice. Before she even got to the bar, you could just feel the hush settle in. It was like every guy wearing that white-in-black, ‘one percent’ patch was smelling fresh meat. I immediately saw where this was going. Holly sensed it too, and she was almost trembling by the time she got old George’s attention. She looked as frightened as Bambi in a hunter’s gun sights as he came up from behind the counter. “Excuse me, There’s something wrong with my car and I can’t get reception on my cell. Would you mind if I used your phone to call Triple-A?” Right about then, a scraggly, mean son of bitch called Pan Head came up behind her. “Well, aren’t you a pretty little thing. Why don’t you let me buy you a beer? I’m sure we can take real good care of you.” To her credit, Holly tried to be polite, but I think she’d already caught the smell of too much smoke and alcohol on him and her reply of “No, it’s okay. I just need to use the phone,” came out with just a hint of disgust. Pan Head’s smile instantly turned mean and I just knew what was about to happen. The girl was about to be in a heap of trouble and I stepped up between them and handed Pan Head a cold one. Honestly, I wanted to break him in half, and at six-three and 220 pounds, I could have. He was wearing Jackal colors though, and that alone meant I had to show him respect. “Here, have another beer.” I offered. “It sounds like she needs a mechanic more than a friend. I don’t think you want to spend the night under her car now, do you?” Pan Head grimaced and glared at me for a second. I could see the gears grinding in his head, but in the end, he took the beer. “No, I reckon not. I’d rather spend the night with her under me, to be honest, but I guess you got other ideas. You got a real soft spot, Jackson. Be sure it don’t get you into trouble some day.” He gave Holly one last, long predatory gaze and then moved away to the raucous laughter of his friends. That’s great, I thought. I just knew I was going to pay for that one. Holly looked like she was going to be sick. “Oh, my god. Thank you. Is he a friend of yours?” “No, I wouldn’t exactly call him a friend. Look, I’m Jackson. I’ve got a garage right around the corner and more than likely, I’d be the one Triple-A would send to help. How ’bout I go see what we can do about your car? This ain’t a place you want to be, anyway.” I had a pretty good idea what the problem was as soon as I got a look at her ride. The 2007 Mini has a known timing chain issue that starts with a severe rattling and loss of power. Not wanting to leave her alone with Pan Head and his crew sniffing around, I took the risk and Acıbadem Escort nursed it down the street and into the garage bay. By then, Holly was was visibly shaken and hardly blinked when I told her the problem. “Oh my gosh. That sounds bad,” she said in what was more of an understatement than she wanted to know. “Can you fix it?” I smiled and tried my best reassure her. “Sure, it’s gonna take some time, but yeah, no problem. Parts are another issue. I’m afraid I can’t do anything tonight, but I can have you back on the road tomorrow. It’s going to run about a grand though.” Holly’s face turned ashen at that but she nodded her head. “I suppose I can pay it. I don’t really have a choice, anyway. I just don’t have anywhere to spend the night. Is there a motel around here?” That was something I hadn’t considered. The only fleabag motel in that armpit of a town was infested with hookers and drug dealers. It was not the kind of place I was willing to drop her off at. Rather than having her decide to take the risk, I just shook my head. “I’m afraid not, but you can stay in my place above the garage. Why don’t you stay here until morning. You can lock yourself in and you’ll be fine.” She was really nervous about it, but when I suggested she call her folks and tell them where she was, she finally accepted. I got her settled in, but part of me still didn’t trust the Jackals. I ended up spending the night in the cab of my tow truck, just so I could keep an eye on the place. It wasn’t the worst night sleep I’ve ever had, even though I’ve spent more than a few nights in the cab of my truck. I was more concerned with staying awake to make sure nothing happened. I must have gotten some shut eye, because I woke up to the sound of a bunch of damn birds chirping away. I had to just about drag myself out of my truck the next morning. I was stiff and sore and couldn’t help but grumble under my breath about being such a nice guy. I mean, what the hell was the matter with me, anyway? I had a beautiful girl staying the night in my place and I chose to sleep in my truck? Since when did I become a chump? As I came up my apartment steps, I could hear Holly moving around inside. The way her face lit up when she opened the door, and the adorable bounce in her step as she moved aside to let me in, instantly washed away my irritation. I could only smile in return as she welcomed me into my own place. “Good morning, Jackson,” she chirped happily. She seemed much more chipper and bubbly than I expected after the night she had. Her infectious and upbeat attitude had me smiling back like an idiot. “I found some coffee in the cabinet,” she went on without missing a beat. “I hope you don’t mind if I brewed a pot. I needed a cup after last night and I figured you’d probably want some too.” “Much needed,” I yawned, wondering if she hadn’t already drank an entire pot. Holly continued to bounce around the small kitchenette as I shuffled over to get a cup. She was going on about not finding anything in the fridge for breakfast as I filled my mug. When I tipped it up and drained it, hot and black, Holly’s eyes widened and a playful smile spread across her face. “Wow! I’ve never seen anyone drink their coffee so fast. Aren’t you afraid you’re going to burn yourself like that?” There was just a hint of both mirth and awe in her lyrical voice. Despite my bitter mood and aching back, I felt a rush of machismo fill my chest as she watched me refill the cup. “I hadn’t even noticed,” I replied as dispassionately as I could while sipping on the the second cup. As if I were somehow cursed, the searing liquid found a sensitive spot on my lip, causing me to suddenly wince. “So I see,” Holly purred with a smile, clearly enjoying my humbling. Shortly thereafter, I left Holly to get some breakfast and the parts I needed for her car. Throughout the morning we chatted as I worked. She told me about her school and what classes she was taking, all the while leaning against my workbench and doing her best to hand me the correct tools as I asked for them. Now, safely away from Pan Head and the Jackals, Holly seemed to be completely relaxed and she opened up about herself and her plans for the summer. She had a breezy, easy on the ears way of talking that I could listen to all day and her pleasant giggle was like an addiction. I’m telling you, Holly was a true beauty. Her long black hair waved down her back like a dark ocean tide and her watery blue eyes held a seductive innocence that seared into my soul. She was tall enough, but nothing compared to my own six-foot-three. Her legs were long and slender and her ass just looked amazing in her jeans. And her breasts. My God, those perfect round boobs were firm and high under her top with nipples that didn’t hide at all. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I couldn’t help but notice how they poked right through the thin fabric of her shirt. She only wore a hint of makeup, probably because she simply didn’t need it to look amazing. It was almost four in the afternoon when I closed the hood to the Mini and fired up the engine. Holly winced and hid her face behind her hands as I turned the key. Her nerves were palpable, but when the motor came alive and purred as quietly as it had the day she bought it, her fear turned to relief and she silently mouthed the words ‘Thank you!’ from the other side of the garage. “Oh, my gosh, you fixed it!” Holly glowed with delight as I revved the motor, letting it’s precision Acıbadem Escort Bayan mechanics mesh in motorized harmony. It was like music to her ears and she bounded over and draped her arms around my neck, hugging me as if I were her new-found hero. “Gosh, I was so worried, Jackson! I can’t tell you how relieved I am.” Her joy was impossible for me to resist and I almost kissed her as she pressed her amazing breasts into my chest. “It wasn’t really that hard,” I told her, despite having spent most of the day on it. Still, the time had flown by with her keeping me company and I found I didn’t mind spending my day with her at all. “I don’t have a thousand in cash, but I’ve got my credit card. There should be just enough room to cover the repair.” Even through her relief, I could see that the cost was heavy for her. All through the day she’d told me how she would be living in the dorms next semester and I knew the cost of the school was already more than she could bear. “You know what, Holly? I’ve enjoyed your company so much today that if you agree to have dinner with me, I’ll call it even. I don’t know why I made the offer. I could barely afford to pay for those parts myself, let alone lose the labor fees. Before I even knew what I was doing, she was eagerly nodding her cute little head. “Really? That would be wonderful! Thank you so much! I was hoping you’d ask me to dinner anyway, but fixing my car for free! There’s a really nice guy hiding under inside that bad ass biker body of yours!” Holly was bursting with gratitude. Her youthful exuberance just poured out of her and I quickly found myself swept up in her excitement. After a quick shower, we were on my bike, looking for a place to get a decent meal. Even then, having her slim body pressed against my back gave me a rush of satisfaction. Decent is always a relative term though and I quickly realized that the normal dives I’d be comfortable at were likely to make her perfectly tanned skin crawl. It took forty minutes of riding down the interstate before we arrived at RJ’s, a still fairly seedy steakhouse that at least wasn’t infested by the local variety of Jackals or roaches. It was getting late by the time we finished dinner. I was feeling almost euphoric on the ride back. My night with Holly had been a wonderful surprise but the thought that she would be leaving when we returned had me feeling down. Once we arrived at my place, I shut off the bike and for a long moment we sat in silence as the engines roar faded away. “Would you like to come up for a cup of coffee before you go?” I asked, hoping I could at least steal a few more minutes with her. Holly smiled sadly but shook her head no. “I’d like to. But it’s getting late and I really should be going if I want to get home before my parents go to bed.” “Yeah, about that. We’ve both had a few drinks. It’s going to be a long drive. Are you sure you’re up to it? You could stay the night. I won’t mind another night in the truck.” Actually, my back was already screaming at the thought. Even still, my concern for her safety, and my selfish desire to spend even just a few more hours with Holly made me silence my complaining muscles. Holly smiled and took my hand in hers. “Maybe you’re right, Jackson. I would love to get a good night’s sleep, but seriously, you don’t need to sleep in the truck. I don’t mine sharing a bed with you tonight.” I could see a slight blush color her face as she said it and she subconsciously bit her lip. Then she leaned in and kissed me tenderly in what quickly turned into a hot and passionate embrace. We didn’t say much as we headed up the stairs. All I knew was that my heart was beating wildly in my chest and no sooner had we gotten inside than we were kissing each other with a need that surprised us both. Hungrily, I pushed her against the wall and devoured her mouth, stealing her breath away. Her lips tasted sweet and her soft moans pierced into me, lighting a roaring fire in my blood. We pulled off each other’s clothes as we stumbled to my bedroom and by the time we fell on the bed, we were both naked and exposed to each other’s desire. Her lithe body was tight and toned and her tan covered her completely. She was a shy but eager lover and returned every kiss and every touch until I my hard cock throbbed with need. “Can I suck it?” she inquired sheepishly as she took me into her small hand. I nodded and laid back into the sheets while Holly leaned down and gently kissed the spongy head. “Ah, fuck yes,” I hissed, enraptured by the velvety smoothness of her lips and the erotic beauty of her taking me deeply into her mouth. Her head became a mass of thick, black hair bobbing slowly as she sucked. I alternated between caressing her naked back and cupping her full breasts as I struggled to maintain my control over my orgasm. Holly pulled off and glossed her wet lips along my shaft, kissing and sucking up and down before going lower to suck on my balls. “Oh, my god!” I screamed as her tongue probed and separated my nuts. I was getting close and my body grew taut as she slowly drew my orgasm out of me. Finally, in desperation before I filled her mouth with come, I pulled her off and pinned her on her back. “Damn, Holly. That was incredible!” I whispered with a laugh and kissed her hard. Holly’s tongue danced with mine and she whimpered as my fingers fluttered over her clit. “Make love to me, okay?” she moaned. “I want to feel you inside me, baby.” My cock Escort Acıbadem was wet and hard, and my urge to come still hovered in my belly. More than anything, I wanted to grant her desire but I knew I’d pop long before I could give her the satisfaction she needed. “You’ll have me,” I murmured with a soft kiss. “But I want to taste you first.” I drew my lips down her throat and Holly arched under me, groaning happily as my mouth descended onto her thick and protruding nipples. Holly’s fingers ran through my hair, holding me to her breast as I suckled her. I rolled her nipple between my teeth, biting lightly until she whimpered in the powerful combination of pain and pleasure. “God, Jackson, you’re driving me crazy baby. I need you inside me.” “Not yet, you sexy little thing. I’m going to make you scream before you get what you want.” I felt a strong, mischievous urge to torture her rise in my heart and I kissed and bit at her firm skin as I moved lower down her body. Holly was actually trembling by the time my mouth reached her pussy. She spread her thighs wide, inviting me into her saddle as I settled over her. My hot breath washed over her smoothly shaven mound and she quivered in excitement as my lips moved lightly over her clit. I gazed up at her glowing face and felt my cock stiffen even more as a look of pure lust burned in her eyes. Her hands cupped her breasts and her fingers pinched at her nipples as my tongue flicked out and lightly licked her sensitized button. “Oh my god,” she whispered as I began sucking at her moist and pliant flesh. She was wet and puffy and the more I kissed her, the more inflamed her pussy became. Her hips were rolling slightly, angling her clit toward my mouth as her need to be sucked became impossible for her to resist. With an evil grin, I avoided her efforts, moving away at the last minute, licking and sucking on her labia and sticking my tongue deep into her as I stayed away from her clit. “Oh god, baby, please… Please let me come… Fuck, I need it… Oh my fucking god!” Her firm body shook and arched as her need became irresistible and just as I thought she might lose control, I brought my mouth down around her clit and sealed my lips over her wet flash. Holly gasped when my tongue lashed out and began swirling around and around her nub until I heard her breath catch in her throat. Then her whole body began to quake as her orgasm exploded through her. Like an unstoppable tide, it rose and washed away her resistance and she writhed in ecstasy as I continued to suck on her clit. All through her come, I sucked hard until finally she was begging me to stop. “Jackson! Oh fuck, please baby. No more! No more! I can’t take it. Oh fuck!” My face was covered in her juices and I kissed her inner thighs as she began to calm. Rising on my arms, I slid up her body until I could bring my lips to hers. Holly accepted it without hesitation, sharing her taste in a urgent and passionate kiss. My cock was now so hard and insistent that I could no longer deny its prize. Holly seemed to sense this and I felt her small hand slither down as she guided me into her wet and ready passage. Once I felt my head enter her, I paused, gazing into her deep blue eyes. We both were ready and I sensed her need for me to continue my exploration of her body. We kissed passionatly and with a single, hard thrust, my cock speared into her, stretching her open I slid deep into her body. Holly’s breath seemed to grow deep and she arched her neck slightly as I filled her. Her arms wrapped around my back and her slim legs hooked around mine as she held me close. Soon I was rocking hard, making the bed creak as I thrust into her. Holly’s face was the picture of intense pleasure as we fucked and I could only guess what she thought of the look of animal need that must have been in my eyes. My grip on her body tightened as my need to come grew. I slammed into her harder, succumbing to my lustful need to fill her with my seed. Holly too, must have been losing control and I gasped in pain as her nails raked my back. The powerful sensation broke my control and my balls drew up as my come exploded into her warm channel. I growled and grunted as my body boiled in orgasm and then I felt my strength seep into her as my exhaustion overwhelmed me. Out of breath, I collapsed on her body and she cooed happily as she held me to her breast. Holly’s playful laugh was like wind chimes in my ear and she kissed my forehead as I tried to catch my breath. “Mmm, thanks baby,” she cooed in my ear. “You can check my oil anytime.” *** Everything moved quickly after that. We spent all summer together, laughing and loving and to me at least, it was the best time of my whole fucking life. I don’t know how she did it, but she had me in love with her from that first day. What pisses me off is I thought she felt the same way. Everything we did, we did together. We knew it would be hard once she went back to school but we knew we’d make it work. Or at least that’s what I thought at the time. Everything changed two weeks before school started. She came over one night, unannounced, and told me she was breaking things off. She wanted to see other people. She told me she was too young to settle down with a guy her age, let alone with a guy who was so much older than she was. Her parents were insisting on it, even though they seemed more than happy to see her out with me so often before. She didn’t give me a chance to plead for her to stay. She said what she had to say and left. When I tried to stop her, she whirled around and simply told me to let her go. Who was I to stop her? Was I foolish enough to think it was going to last forever? Did I even want her forever? I knew I fucking loved her, but was she really the one? I let her go and drank myself stupid for weeks.
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