The Rider's Dangerous Embrace (An Interracial Bad Boy Romance Story)

The Rider's Dangerous Embrace (An Interracial Bad Boy Romance Story) by Nicole Jordan

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view,” He said with a husky lilt to his voice. She found herself gravitating towards him as he pulled the tailgate down.
    The cold wrapped around her, but it couldn’t cause a physical reaction. Her arousal had already done that. So when it nipped at her it only served to make her feel even more alive. She embraced it, the earthy smell of an autumn breeze filling her senses as Luke laid the blanket down. When he turned and wrapped his arms around her she found that his touch was exactly the right sensation at the right time. Luke tightened his grip on her and lifted her up onto that tailgate. She felt the urge to strip her clothing piece by piece and bare her body to him in the nippy air.
    Luke didn’t need her to resist her urges. In fact, he took care of them for her. He reached over and pulled off her shirt, exposing her. Refusing to cover herself, she kept her arms down at her sides.
    So many times she tried to hide her curves, her body. But not tonight. Not for him. She was beautiful, perfectly proportioned and she wanted him.
    “I’ll ask you one more time, Jayda. I need to hear it from you. Do you want me?”
    He placed his hands on her shoulders and demanded that she look in his eyes. He was serious about this. He wanted her consent. And damn was it sexy.
    The fact that he kept checking, that he kept asking her, it only made her want him more.
    “Yes. Yes, Luke. I want this. I want you.” She could feel the arousal doubling even as she said it. She was soaked by now. There was no turning back, and sure, he was a prospective client.
    It spurred him on, and he shucked off her skirt in record time. Leaving her in her undergarments in less than summer-like weather. She took matters into her own hands and pulled his shirt off, his rippling muscles obvious in the moonlight. Luckily there were no clouds and the night was clear.
    She ran her fingers down his chest, dipping into each groove as she felt the contours of his muscles. She bit the edge of her lip and then looked up at him. He was staring at her, not moving one of his precious muscles.
    “Like what you feel?” Mischief flashed in his eyes.
    “Yes. Very much.” She reached for his pants and pushed them down. He had never zipped them back up so with. It left him exposed and she meant to take advantage.
    Standing before her he removed his belt from his already open jeans and placed the big buckle on the tailgate, then pushed his pants down to his ankles and stepped out them. He was standing there in next to nothing, so she decided to help by reaching over and tugging on his boxer briefs, pulling them down so she could free his cock. She wanted to see it properly in the moonlight. Wanting to know what she did to him.
    He was just as hard as she suspected when he finally removed that last piece of clothing, his erection obvious in the pale glow of the moon. It was just as glorious as she suspected, full and large, and waiting for her. Luke grabbed her hips with authority and scooted her away from the tailgate before he himself climbed up on the truck bed. It may have been a bit chilly, but it wasn’t that cold. And he was not affected by the weather.
    His cock was hard and throbbing before her, tempting her to touch it. Not a patient woman, Jayda wrapped her hand around it and gave it a tug. The result was spectacular. Luke seethed as he came to life. What she thought couldn’t get any bigger did. She sucked in a breath as she looked at it. It was raging and he was huge. She wanted nothing more than to ride him, feel that big cock inside of her, but she was afraid of whether or not he could fit.
    “Do you think…” She bit her lip and looked into his eyes.
    “You’ll be fine, I promise.” He said, reading the look on her face in that pale moonlight. He must of been asked that more than once.
    What was she doing? It was crazy, but she needed it.
    She reached for him and pulled him to her as she kissed him. She didn’t want to talk about this anymore.

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