The Erotic Motorcycle Club Collection (3 Hot Biker Stories)

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uncomfortable. I could have been at my home, curled up on my couch with a good book and instead I was sore, hot, and sticky and stuck on a motorcycle behind a guy that I barely knew and didn't like very much. I silently fumed for the rest of the afternoon and barely noticed the countryside as it passed by. When night started to fall, we pulled up to a rest stop area with a few small restaurants and a  motel. After a few minutes of debate, the bikers decided on a burger restaurant. I wasn't consulted, but my stomach was growling and I would have happily ate pretty much anything at that point.
    When we entered the restaurant, Dex didn't sit next to me, but went to join a table with Jason and a few of the other bikers. I looked around to try and see where I should sit. There were two tables that had room for one more. I was about to head towards the closest one, when a guy with short blonde hair called out from the other.
    “Hey, why don't you come sit with us?” His voice was actually warm and inviting, a nice change of pace from my earlier conversation with Dex. I walked over and scooted over on the bench so I was next to the blonde guy.
    “I don't think I've had the pleasure of introducing myself to you yet,” the blonde said in a kind voice, extending his hand. “I'm Peter.”
    “Nice to meet you,” I said as I put my food down. “I'm Sarah. I guess you already know that though.” Peter nodded.
    “Yeah, you were pretty much the main topic of conversation last night.  It is good to have a girl along with us for a little while at least.” I smiled and decided I liked Peter. He was polite and civilized, unlike Dex. We chatted for a while between bites of burgers and fries and Peter seemed interested in everything I had to say. The other guys at the table mostly ignored us, talking about their bikes and making crude jokes. But Peter never took his eyes off me. I glanced over at Dex to see if he was watching, but he seemed to be deliberately ignoring us. Or at least ignoring me.
     
     

 
    Chapter 5
    Deceived
     
    Once everyone was finished with dinner, we got up and headed over to the motel. Dex went to the front desk and got us some rooms while the rest of us waited around outside. The air was warm and it was a beautiful night. I leaned slightly against Peter, who put his arm around me as I stared up into the sky.
    “Alright, you guys know the drill. Four to each room. Sort yourselves out. Sarah, you've got your own room.” Dex handed out keys, but didn't make eye contact with me as he handed me my set. I started to feel guilty for upsetting him so much, but I was also feeling hurt and angry that he was acting so cold to me after convincing me to come along on this ridiculous biker trip.
    “Hey, don't worry about that asshole,” Peter said as I stared at Dex's turned back. I turned to see Peter had come back up to my side. “He is just being a dick because he feels like you aren't worshipping him enough. That guy feels like the world owes him everything. Like that ridiculous stunt he pulled by claiming you. He can't decide who you want to be with or who any of us choose to be with.”
    Peter spoke quietly in my ear so none of the other bikers could hear, but I felt like I was finally speaking with someone who made sense and treated me like a human being, an equal. He was sweet and I liked him. He was everything that Dex was not. I decided that I knew just how to get back at Dex for being such a dick. I waited until Dex turned around to survey the group and then turned and pressed my lips up again Peter's. His mouth was cool and inviting. He kissed me back hard, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. I finally pulled back and glanced over. Dex's eyes were narrowed and he shook his head at us but didn't say a word. Instead, he turned and stormed off to his room. Several of the other bikers followed suit, shaking their heads in disgust at us.
    “You are playing with fire,” one of them warned before turning

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