Ride Me, Baby Page 5

  Chapter Five

  The sunrise was special for Baby. She sat on the back porch of Harley’s home, sipping on a cup of hot cocoa. The night she'd shared with Harley was nothing like she’d ever had before. She pulled Harley’s flannel shirt around her a bit more. Baby’s thoughts settled on the man sleeping in the bedroom.

  She wasn’t sure what to make of him. What use did she have for a corporate lawyer? She knew that her doubts were at odds with the thoughts she had before falling asleep, but she couldn’t help them in the early light of a new day. Baby sighed. “I barely know the man, but what I know I really like. Today, I’m to meet his family. He’s met the only family I have. It’s like we’ve skipped the dating phase. Can I really handle this?”

  The roar of the ocean replied to her concerns. Baby didn’t hear Harley when he padded onto the porch. He carried a mug of coffee and sat down next to her. The look on his face as he gazed at her naked legs told her he was remembering enough of last night of how she had them wrapped around him.

  Before she could say anything, he leaned over and planted a light kiss where her jaw and neck met. “You ready for today?”

  She shivered at the touch of his lips. Baby arched as his hand slid under the flannel shirt to capture her breast. The heat of his hand warmed her tight nipple. A soft moan emerged from her lips instead of responding. All he had to do is touch her and her body was his. There had to be more than just sexual attraction, she needed more than just a physical response. Though if she was honest, the sexual heat between them was nothing like she had experienced before.

  Harley continued stroking her as he whispered, “We should shower before we go to my parents’ house. Why don’t you let me wash your front and back?”

  Her only answer was a nod. Harley her out of the chair in one fluid motion. Walking back inside, he led her to his one luxury in this simple beach house. The bathroom had the morning light filtering through the overhead skylight. The pale blue walls were streaked with peach light.

  The light struck his bare chest, causing her mouth to dry up. The sprinkling of hair across his chest glistened in the golden sheen. Baby’s hands played with his chest hair as her mouth claimed one of his dark nipples. She licked and teased until it tightened under her ministrations.

  His fingers slid into her silky hair. Her mouth on his skin was like heaven. As Baby’s fingers slid down his belly, his muscles tightened as desire grabbed him. Her open mouth slid to the other side and all thoughts fled his mind. All he could do was feel her.

  Baby undid his jeans and slid them down his hips. She wasn’t surprised that he wore nothing under them. His desire for her was obvious as his shaft brushed her cheek while she helped him step out of his pants. Once she tossed it aside, she knelt before him. Her hands clasped the base of his erection. Slowly her hands slid up to the tip and then back down to the base, squeezing intermittently.

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  A deep moan erupted from his throat as he closed his eyes. The woman’s hands were magic. The way she caressed him made him harder than he ever remembered being. Suddenly she wasn’t touching him. He opened his eyes to see her stripping off the flannel shirt.

  His gaze never left her naked body as she turned on the shower. She stepped into the shower, letting the water sluice over her body. He followed a trail of water as it cascaded down her shoulders to the tips of her breasts. Before he realized it, he was in the shower with Baby. He was behind her, rubbing his erection between her butt cheeks.

  The hot water increased the heat already flowing in his veins. His hands cupped her full globes and massaged them as she wiggled against his belly. They both groaned as their hunger for each other began to consume them. He pushed aside Baby’s hair with his cheek so he could gently sink his teeth into her shoulder. Her shudder told him how excited she was.

  Baby tilted her hips as she placed her hands on the wall in front of her. The position was one of erotic submission. Harley wanted to take her completely and utterly. A stream of water flowed down her back and slid between her rounded cheeks. With a growl, Harley gave into his primitive desires as he moved himself into position. With one swift motion, he was deep inside her.

  She rocked her hips as Harley leaned over her to nip her neck with love bites. Her little mews made his blood burn hotter as he kept taking her over and over. He could feel her body tightening around his engorged erection. He loved the feel of him sliding in and out of her wet sheath with nothing between them.

  His brain began to filter that thought as something hit him. A noise outside of the bathroom helped release him from the sensual fog surrounding his brain. He glanced down as his cock slid almost completely out of Baby and then slide back in the nice and warm tightness. His eyes registered it a moment before his thickheaded brain did. He had no protection on. He tensed as Baby’s orgasm hit her and she rocked against his hips full force.

  He gritted his teeth while letting Baby’s climax rip through her. Her body began pulsating around his highly aroused shaft. The sensations were so intense that Harley placed a hand on the wall and closed his eyes to keep from losing control. He could hear the noise again. It was a ringing sound of his cellphone. Someone was calling his private number.

  Harley pulled out of Baby slowly, since he was still highly aroused. He tilted his head back letting the water hit his face to help him regain control. “Phone, the phone’s ringing,” he grumbled.

  Baby turned to face him. His erection was obvious as was the fact he hadn’t climaxed. “Do you have to answer the phone?” Baby asked as her hand closed over his cock. She squeezed as her hand slid up to the tip. Whatever answer he thought he was going to give her was lost in the sensation he felt at her touch.

  The ringing seemed to be getting louder in Harley’s ears, but he knew it was impossible. The phone was in the bedroom on the nightstand. Then Baby’s mouth slid over the tip of his cock and he could care less about a ringing phone. As her mouth took him all in, the only thing he wanted was her. All of her.

  Her hands and mouth worked him into a lather of passion. He knew he was close to exploding. He wanted to be in her deep when he came, but he also couldn’t move. But the phone started ringing again and it was louder than ever. Baby must’ve heard the phone as well. She pulled back from pleasuring him.

  The bathroom door opened and a man dressed in faded jeans and a Tampa Bay Lightning tee shirt walked in. His smiling blue eyes took in the tableau before him and he chuckled loudly. “I see I’ve interrupted something special. Should I answer Mom while you finish getting laid, brother dear?”

  Harley growled, but didn’t move as he placed his hands on her shoulders. Harley didn’t like the way his brother eyed Baby as if she were only a piece of meat to be used and tossed. The only man able to ogle her was him. Before he could move, Baby stood up and punched the man in the groin. As the man doubled over in pain and Baby grabbed at the nearby towels, Harley pointed towards the door. “Get. Out. Now, before I fucking kill you, Deuce.”

  Harley’s brother looked up as he gasped out, “Is that anyway to greet your loving younger brother? I just got here when I heard your phone ringing. I heard the shower going and figured since it was Mom calling you’d want to speak to her before she called one of her cop friends to come check on you.”

  Harley’s brother turned on his boot heel and walked out the bathroom. Harley felt Baby’s heated stare. She was waiting for some kind of explanation. Sighing deeply, Harley decided that the truth would prevent him from being on the receiving end of what Deuce had gotten from Baby. “That would be my baby brother, Deuce. He knows about this place since he helped me to do some of the renovations on it. He’s got a key in case I’ve got to travel or he wants to spend time here when I can’t get here. I’m sorry, Baby. This isn’t what I wanted for us this morning.”

  He shut off the water and stepped out before her. She had already wrapped herself in one before handing him the other one. “Does this happen often with you and your brother? He didn’
t seem to be surprised to see you in the shower with a naked woman.”

  She wouldn’t look at him as she shrugged back into the flannel shirt before removing the towel. Harley pulled on his jeans but didn’t button the top button. No matter what he thought, there didn’t seem any way he could make this situation any better. He wasn’t even sure if he should try at this point. He grabbed her arm and spun her so she faced him. “I’ve never been a monk, Baby, but no this isn’t a regular thing for me. My brother is very laid back and nothing truly fazes him. Plus, I think your scream as you came might have told him you were in the house if he was here then.”

  A blush of embarrassment spread over Baby’s body. She turned away from him. He could have kicked himself for not being more tactful, but damnit, being with her wasn’t like being with any other woman. He would make his brother pay dearly for costing him Baby’s trust.

  Baby walked out of the bathroom and past Deuce. She gave him a cursory glance that summarily dismissed him as she went into the bedroom, locking the door behind her. He waited until she was in there before he approached his brother in the living room.

  His brother sat nonchalantly on the couch. The long black hair was pulled back with a thong of leather and his silver hoop earring winked in the sunlight. Women loved his brother and his brother most certainly loved them back.

  But if his brother thought of fucking Baby, his brother’s days were over.

  Harley didn’t share and when it came to Baby, something inside him decided he wouldn’t let her go period, no matter what she thought either.

  He could hear Baby muttering to herself and looking for something to change into from her overnight case. He sat near his brother. “Deuce, what the hell are you doing here?”

  “Mom sent me after you. You weren’t at home and she couldn’t reach your date. Mom said her name is Baby. Please tell me some person wouldn’t actually name a woman Baby and mean it. I mean how chintzy can you get?”

  Harley grabbed the front of his brother’s shirt. “Her real name is Charlie. However, since her dad was also named Charlie, every one of his buddies called her Baby since she was an infant. The nickname stuck. You’ve got an issue with that?”

  Deuce looked at his brother intensely. Harley knew he was being defensive on her behalf, but there was no way he was going to let his own brother make her feel less than special. This woman meant something and he’d be damned if something this stupid fucked up his chances with her. “She’s gotten to you, hasn’t she? You’ve known this woman how long? I’m sorry about picking on her name. You’ve got to admit it makes her sound like a little china doll.”

  Harley let go of his brother and sat back. “There’s something about her. She’s a special lady. She looks delicate but she’s a tough cookie,” he commented with a smile. “Damn tough, as your balls found out, Deuce.”

  “No fucking kidding. They’re going to be bruised for at least a week! But you have to admit, she looks like she’s built to please a man damn well,” Deuce replied with a smirk. “If you tire of her…”

  “I don’t do brothers,” Baby said as she emerged from the bedroom. “I may do one, but I’ll never date the other if I split up with the first one. Trust me on this.”

  Both brothers looked at her. She pulled back part of her hair and secured it with a barrette so that the rest of it fell in waves past her shoulders. The royal blue chamois shirt clung to her curves while the faded denim jeans showcased her femininity. The ankle boots lent her an air of sophistication. They both let out a whistle of appreciation.

  Harley stood up and moved to her side. “You look wonderful. I’ve got to change. Don’t let Deuce offend you too much. He believes he’s God’s gift to any woman.”

  He gave her a deep kiss then strolled into the bedroom.

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  Once the door was closed, Baby eyed Deuce warily. He patted the seat next to him. “Come sit next to me. I promise I don’t bite—hard that is.”

  Baby sat next to him and gave him a bright smile. “You might want to know that I bite too. Except I draw blood.”

  He grinned back. “Truce. You give as good as you get. I like that in a woman. What made you go for the goodie-two-shoes in the family?”

  Laughter bubbled out of Baby. “Me go after your brother? It was the other way around. All I did was kiss him to outbid him for a bike and for some reason he wouldn’t leave me alone after.”

  “You’re the woman that Mom’s been crowing about? She can’t wait to meet the woman who outfoxed Harley. I’ve got to admit I thought you were some kind of ball-bashing feminist or something. Harley knows how to pick the interesting ones.” Deuce chuckled in amusement.

  Baby played Deuce’s comment over in her head. Finally she had to ask. “I take it that Harley knows a lot of females like me that he brings home to meet your parents?”

  Why am I asking this? She knew that she and Harley were never going to be anything more than a quick affair. Baby derided herself in wanting to see if she was special to Harley. Then to lower herself by asking his brother…what was her problem? She didn’t need anyone. She was self-sufficient. They didn’t know each other well enough and it probably was for the best. When would she learn to not reach for something not meant?

  Deuce shrugged his broad shoulders. “It’s not like he brings many women home to meet Mom and Dad. From what I know, Mom asked you over when my brother answered the phone. Of course, I think Mom’s fascinated with the fact that you own a motorcycle shop. At least that’s what I thought she said when she called me at midnight.”

  “She woke you up?” Baby asked casually. “I’m always mishearing things when I’m woken out of sleep.”

  Deuce blushed. “Actually I was awake. I was in the middle of something when Mom called. Let’s just say I wasn’t giving her my full attention as it was needed elsewhere.”

  Baby’s eyes took in the younger brother’s appearance and could very well imagine exactly how his attention was occupied. There weren’t many men made for sex, but Harley and Deuce seemed to be cut from the same cloth. She nodded her head. “I bet it was. I guess that the attention was well received?”

  “Damn straight. Hey, Harley, hurry up or we’ll be late. You know how Mom gets when we’re late for the family get together.”

  Harley emerged from the bedroom as his brother finished yelling for him. He had on a pair of khaki pants and a green camp shirt. He didn’t look like a bad boy anymore as much as he did a cover model for a men’s magazine. Baby’s mouth dropped open at the change.

  Harley leaned over and closed her mouth. “I take it you approve?”

  Baby blinked and sat back. She answered haughtily, “I didn’t think you could clean up so well. You’ve got to admit I’ve only seen you in jeans and riding boots not all gussied up.”

  “Gussied? Woo boy, Mom’s going to love her,” Deuce laughed. “I’m going to take off and you best be right behind me. If we don’t arrive somewhat together, you know we’ll be questioned.”

  Harley and Baby followed Deuce out the door. Harley opened the door to his 1968 Jaguar so Baby could slide in. Deuce was adjusting his helmet while his sitting on his bike waiting for them. Harley closed the door then slid into the driver’s seat.

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  The drive to his parents' house was fun and enjoyable as they talked music, movies and other things they liked and disliked.

  As Harley took a right hand turn, Baby saw a beautiful home sitting back from the tree-lined road. There was no way this home could be where they were headed. But as Baby looked up and down the road, there were no other homes visible. “Please don’t tell me your parents live in a mansion,” Baby pleaded quietly.

  Harley said nothing as he turned onto the driveway. As he pulled into where Deuce was parking his motorcycle, Baby said a quick prayer. They made their way from where the cars were sitting to the door of the house. Baby stood between the two brothers as the door opened. A petite woman with short black hair came out. She headed
straight toward Baby.

  It was obvious this was their mother. She hugged Baby. Then she asked her, “So tell me, do you think my son could get you pregnant on a bike if he tried hard enough?”

  Chapter Six

  Harley and Deuce reacted at the same time. “Mom!” they yelled. Their mother patted their arms while drawing Baby forward into the home. She ignored her sons as they tried to prevent her from taking over.

  “Don’t worry, Baby. I’m not as dangerous as my sons think I am. You can ask their sister when she arrives. My name’s Nancy but you can call me Mom, just as they do. Their dad’s in the back readying the barbecue. So tell me, do you think my son could be able to create me some grandchildren on a bike to keep up the family tradition?”

  Baby blinked then smiled. “Nancy—Mom—trust me, Harley has no trouble making sure that the ride is truly one of a kind. I’ve got to find him the right bike to carry on the tradition though. I don’t think a Road King Classic would be a good name to carry on if it’s a girl. But I’ll find him a bike appropriate for procreation.”

  Harley and Deuce stopped dead.

  Baby knew she’d managed to make both men see she could handle herself and them if need be. Mom smiled at her and replied, “What about Deuce? I don’t know if he’ll ever procreate, but I’d like to see him have a steady woman instead of going through a dozen women a month. It’s hard to know what he’ll bring home for the holidays.”

  Baby glanced over at the two men. She gave them the most mischievous grin she could. Then she patted Mom on the arm. “Mom, I think I know someone who could be all those women and more for him. I don’t know if she’d like a man like Deuce though. He’s not varied enough for her tastes.”