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  I could feel my wetness dripping down my thighs as he worked me over. I was on the brink. Then he pulled away from me, standing, his mouth shiny with my slickness.

  “I want to be inside you so bad right now,” he said.

  “Hurry.” I unbuttoned his pants, feeling his hardness as I unzipped him. He reached for his pocket, then stopped.

  “I don’t have a cond-” he said.

  I leaned down, fishing through the back pocket of the jeans where I’d stashed the condoms. “I bought some,” I said, tearing open the package.

  Blaze pulled down his pants, freeing his cock, and I inhaled sharply. It was beautiful, just like him. I rolled the condom on his length, watching his expression. His mouth was close to mine. “You bought condoms back there?” he asked.

  “I know what I want,” I said. That was not true. I'd only decided just now what I really wanted.

  “Oh God.” He kissed me hard, harder than I’d ever been kissed in my entire life, lifting me up by my ass with one hand and guiding his cock inside me with the other, all in one fluid motion, then pushing me against the hood of the car. He did it smoothly for someone with his jeans wrapped around his knees. I moaned with pleasure at the welcome intrusion as he glided easily in and out of me. His tongue flicked over my earlobe, the place that always sent shivers up my back.

  “Harder,” I begged. I needed him hard and fast.

  He gripped the sides of my thighs as he thrust into me, his movements more vigorous. “Dani,” he said, his mouth close to my ear.

  “Yes, yes.” I couldn’t think about anything. I was so close to the edge. All I could say was yes. I gripped him tightly, my hands sliding over his leather cut as he fucked me, harder and harder.

  “Dani, I’m so close,” he said.

  “Oh God, please.” I was desperate now. With one final thrust inside me, he came, and his climax triggered my orgasm, waves of pleasure washing over me. I felt my muscles contract around him as I rode the waves of my climax. As I slowly came down, each burst of pleasure was a little bit smaller than the one before, receding like an ocean wave.

  I sat there like that on the hood of the car, clinging to the back of his cut, my head buried in his neck, until the throbbing between my legs began to subside. When I finally looked up at him, my vision clearing, I couldn’t help but grin.

  “Consider that payback for the ride,” I said.

  Blaze raised his eyebrows, his face close to mine. He tilted my chin up, bringing my lips to his as he kissed me softly. “I think I got the better end of that deal.”

  “Not from where I’m sitting,” I said, gripping his bare ass cheek.

  He laughed as he pulled out of me and stepped back. I hopped off the car, wincing at the wetness as I pulled my panties and jeans back over my hips. I’d just had sex on the side of the road with a biker named Blaze. Nothing but class here, that was for sure.

  My hand went to my throat, making sure my scarf was still intact. I didn’t need anyone seeing the bruises, much less him. “So,” I said.

  “So.” He looked at me, blue eyes that seemed to see through me, and I felt myself get warm again under his gaze. God, this guy made me horny. There was just something about him. I didn't know if it was the biker thing or what, but I just wanted to rip off his clothes and have my way with him.

  Blaze slipped his arms around my back, pulling me toward him and lowering his lips to mine. I felt a tingle of arousal between my legs and silently cursed him.

  “I’m not driving to Los- uh, San Diego tonight,” I said. “It’s starting to get dark. There’s a hotel up the road a little bit- I can’t remember the name, but it’s the only one around here, I think. If you want to join me…” My voice trailed off, the invitation clear.

  He groaned. “I-” He started to say something, but stopped. I couldn’t read the expression on his face.

  “I mean- or not. Either way.” I shrugged. “No big deal.”

  “I want to,” he said, his hands gripping my arms. “God, I want to. I just- I have to get back. I need to be back at the club.”

  “Yeah, no problem. Like I said, no big deal. A little fun, that’s all.” I don’t know what I was thinking anyway, that he was going to come spend the night with me at this posh little hotel on the coast, like we were a vacationing couple or something? He was a biker.

  “It was fun, though.” Blaze looked at me, a crooked smile on his face.

  “Yeah, I’m glad you stopped to help me.”

  “So am I, Dani,” he said. “So am I.”

  Blaze waited behind me as I drove out, another gentlemanly gesture, I suppose. He trailed behind me until I pulled over to the hotel, a fancy little bed and breakfast where I’d stayed overnight once before on the drive back home when I’d wanted to decompress before seeing my father. I waved as I pulled into the parking lot, and he returned the gesture before disappearing down the road. I shook off the twinge of disappointment I felt at his not wanting to join me here.

  No matter, I thought. I didn't even know him, and it was a side of the road quickie. I didn't need any more shit right now. Anyway, I think I only wanted him to distract me from what had happened with Billy.

  I settled into my room, opened a bottle of wine, and poured a glass, letting it breathe. I’d sprung for a suite- well, my father had sprung for a suite, and I figured a treat was in order. It was a gorgeous room- four poster bed covered in pillows, expansive balcony overlooking the cliffs. I had a suite in a perfect hotel, a glass of wine, jazz on the radio, and a bubble bath running in the tub built for two. Well, it was only for one tonight. Still, I was pretty lucky, despite everything.

  I dropped my clothes in a pile on the floor. My phone vibrated on the table, and I realized I had cell reception. I’d forgotten about the phone. I tapped the screen to open a text from a number I didn’t recognize.

  Bitch.

  Where are my phone and my fucking wallet?

  My heart racing, I tossed the phone on the bed as if it were radioactive. Billy. I gulped from the glass of wine, grateful for the warmth of the liquid as it slid down my throat. I glanced at the door, irrationally thinking he may have followed me here.

  No, I reminded myself. He doesn’t know where you are. He’s just being an asshole. Besides, Billy is too lazy. He’ll get distracted by someone else. He won’t give you a second thought. He was just pissed about his stuff. Calm down, I told myself, taking a few deep breaths. Relax. It’s no big deal. Nothing was going to happen.

  I gulped more of the wine until I started to feel calm, warmth spreading through my chest. I grabbed the phone, typing a message.

  In the trash. Fuck you, Billy.

  Then I deleted it. Screw him. Let him wonder if I was combing through his phone for information to blackmail him with. Damn it. I wished I would have thought of that before tossing his phone in the dumpster. That would have been a lot smarter than throwing away all of Billy's shit.

  A bath is what I needed to distract me from all of this. I turned toward the bathroom, and the phone in the room rang. The shrill sound nearly gave me a heart attack.

  “Hello?” My voice shook. Billy is not here, I thought. He doesn’t know where I am.

  “Ms. Arias? This is Roberto at the front desk.”

  I exhaled. It was only the desk clerk. “Yes?”

  “There’s a-" Ahem. "A gentleman who says he’s here to see you.”

  Oh shit, I thought. “Who is it, Roberto? I’m not expecting any company.”

  “He’s uh-” Roberto cleared his throat. “He says his name, is- Blaze, ma’am. He’s a rather large biker.” He spoke the last word softly, barely above a whisper, as if he were trying to conceal it. This was not the type of place where they saw a lot of bikers, I imagined.

  Blaze. Not Billy. Blaze. My heart beat wildly, but not out of fear. “It’s okay, Roberto, you can send him over.”

  “Yes. As you wish.”

  I hung up the phone. “Shit.”

  I’d been impulsive be