Page 36 of Protected by the Biker (Grim Reaper MC)
Ella unzipped his pants and pulled them along with his boxer briefs down. She moved her hands slowly back up his thighs and grabbed ahold of his large cock. Austin’s body shivered underneath her touch. When her touch became too much for him to handle he let out a low growl and pushed her back on the table. He pushed aside her black lace thong and gently teased her clit with his fingers. She arched her back up on the table and moved her legs up to his hips and pulled him to her.
Austin grabbed his cock and slowly dragged it up and down her slit, feeling her wetness. Ella let out a low moan and Austin felt her legs tighten slightly around his hips. Austin used his tip to rub her clit in a circle before dragging it back down again.
“Oh God, you enjoy teasing me, don’t you?” Ella purred.
Austin smiled as he slowly pushed himself inside of her. Ella let out a gasp.
“I like to keep you guessing,” Austin said.
Ella’s legs tightened around Austin, pulling him into her. He ran his hands down her thighs and grabbed her hips, and he slowly circled his. Ella moaned as Austin pushed his hips forward. Ella arched her back as Austin felt his whole length enter her. Fuck, she felt good.
Austin started to move his hips faster and he watched as her breasts bounced with each movement. Leaving his left hand on her hip, he reached up with his right and lightly tugged on her hard nipple. While pumping his hips faster he moved his left hand down her thigh and pulled her leg up over his shoulder. Ella let out a louder moan as he glided inside of her.
Austin pulled his right hand down from her breast to her leg and pulled it up as well so both of her legs were up over his shoulders. He leaned farther down on top of her as he pounded his hips harder. Ella’s moans increased, and he pushed deeper inside of her. He felt her tighten around him as she let out a loud gasp and fell into her orgasm.
Austin smiled as he felt her whole body give in. God, he loved that he was able to make her feel this way. Austin pulled her legs down from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist.
“Hold on,” he said.
She tightened her legs and wrapped her arms around his neck. He walked them back over to the couch where it all began. He sat down and let her legs straddle his lap.
Ella smiled. “How did you know that I like being on top?”
Austin let out a gruff chuckle. “Lucky guess.”
Ella grabbed onto the couch behind him and started to seductively grind her hips. Austin leaned his head back into the cushion and let her body take his. Holy hell, could she move her hips, Austin thought. Ella’s hips started to move faster and she let out another low moan.
Austin lifted his head, grabbed onto her hips, and pushed himself up into her. Ella leaned back and closed her eyes. Austin moved his hands from her hips and tugged on her nipples. Ella’s moans grew louder, and Austin let the pressure build inside of him. Ella started to bounce her hips up and down on his lap, and Austin knew that he was close to the edge. He felt her whole body shake as she tightened around him. Her moans turned to screams, and Austin let out a growl. He pushed up and felt himself release inside of her. She collapsed onto his chest and he wrapped his arms around her.
They were quiet for a few moments while they both panted, her head lightly resting on his collarbone. Austin could feel her heart beat with his, and he strangely felt a connection that he had not felt in a long time.
Chapter 10
Ella
Ella felt a sharp pang in her forehead. She slowly fluttered her eyelids open but her vision was blurry. She squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again, trying to focus. She felt warm leather under her face. She slowly pushed herself up and felt the leather pull against her sticky skin. Where the hell am I?
She sat up and rubbed her eyelids. When she opened them she was surrounded by books. I’m in the library, she thought. Ella moved her hand to cradle her throbbing head. Last night was such a blur. She remembered dinner, and downing margaritas. Strong arms wrapped around her body, caressing her breasts, flashed into her thoughts. Fuck! She quickly snapped her head up from her hands and looked next to her on the couch, expecting to see Mr. Strong Arms lying next to her. But the couch was empty.
Ella glanced around the library and realized that she was all alone. She looked down at herself and realized that she was in her bra and dress. Her eyes trailed down to her feet and she was still in her heels. Well, that’s strange, she thought. She dropped her head into her hands. Was it just a very realistic dream?
Ella looked down at her watch and noticed that it was seven in the morning. She could easily slip out of here and get back to her bungalow and hopefully no one would notice. Ella quickly got up and grabbed her purse. She rushed over to the sliding door of the library and quietly opened it. She peeked out, noticed no one was there, and slipped through the door, and as quietly as possible ran down the hallway that led to the bar.
She glanced in and noticed that the only people in the bar were cleaning and hotel staff. They must see this all the time, she thought. She looked to her right and saw a door that led outside, to the bungalows. When the staff was turned and occupied with something else, she quickly tiptoed to the exit pushed open the door and slunk outside, hoping that she wasn’t noticed. Once outside, she bolted back to her bungalow.
She quickly unlocked the door and ran inside. She heard the door click behind her as she leaned her back against the door and let out a long breath she did not realize she was holding. What in the world had she been thinking? It was never like Ella to drink that much. Ella racked her brain and tried to remember what happened. After dinner, things were pretty fuzzy.
Sleep, she thought. Sleep might help you remember what happened. Ella walked into the bedroom and unzipped her dress. She let it fall off her body, and flashes of his lips against her skin rushed into her thoughts. It had to have been a dream, she thought. A super sexy one, but a dream nonetheless. Ella jumped into the fluffy king-size bed and shoved her head under the pillows.
***
A loud ringing startled Ella awake. With a sigh, she flung the pillow from her face and turned over, ready to beat the alarm clock on the nightstand so it would shut up. Looking over to the nightstand Ella realized that it wasn’t the alarm that jolted her awake. It was the phone. Ella slowly picked it up.
“Hello?” she said groggily.
“Where the hell did you go last night?” Sierra screeched.
“Jesus, B, take it down a few notches,” Ella said. “I must have gotten a little tipsy and passed out in the hotel library.”
“A little tipsy?” Sierra laughed. “You were stumbling to the bathroom the last time I saw you.”
“I’m sorry, B. I didn’t mean to make you worried.”
Sierra let out a long sigh. “I know. And I also know that you probably started drinking that much because you didn’t want to be here in the first place, so I’m sorry, too. I’m just glad you are all right.”
“Yeah,” Ella said. “I’m good.”
“OK, well, we are going to head to the beach in a little while, if you want to come.”
“Let me know when you go, and I can suffer through this massive hangover on the beach,” Ella said.
Sierra let out a loud laugh. “OK, Ella. Get some rest, and I will come and swing by to get you in an hour.”
***
Ella plopped down on her towel and stared at the ocean. It looked so peaceful out there. After a long hot shower, Gatorade, and a greasy lunch, Ella was finally started to feel better. She still couldn’t piece together last night, but had come to the conclusion that the sexy man in the library was just a figment of her imagination. Ella wasn’t one to have one-night stands; she doubted she even had the courage to do one.
Ella leaned back on her towel and let the sun’s warmth caress her body. Even though she was fair-skinned, she loved being out in the sun. Sure, she had to dunk herself in sunscreen beforehand, but feeling the sun’s heat on her skin was worth it.
“There is the guy I tried
to talk to last night,” Maggie said. “He wasn’t having it, though.”
“Damn, he’s hot,” Amanda said.
Ella pushed herself up on the towel to take a look at the man candy. When she saw the familiar muscular frame and the thick brown hair she felt all the blood drain from her face. It can’t be, she thought. What the hell? Did something really happen between them? Or had she met him in her drunken stupor and her dreams wished that they did?
“Ella?” Sierra placed a hand on Ella’s shoulder. “You OK?” Sierra asked. “You look like you have seen a ghost.”
Ella shook her head. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I spoke with him last night, but I can’t really remember.”
