Six by Hilary Storm Read Free Book Online

anymore?"
    "No, I'll handle the report."
    "I can have one of my guys move these vehicles to our yard."
    "I've already called your guy."  I knew I liked Kyle the very first day I met him.  He's always done what's right with the club.  Hell, I'd make him an honorary member if it wouldn't throw up flags that we have him in our back pocket.  I've never asked him to do anything illegal and would never expect him to.  He has looked away a few times when I've had to handle a dead beat or two that decided to try and contact authorities after a meeting with me.  He convinced them to divert their anger toward a different purpose while he 'investigated'.  As far as I know, the investigations are still open, who knows. 
    "Switch and I'll take you home.  Kyle, can you take their shit to the club when you're done here?  There's no way we can take it tonight." 
    "Sure thing."
    I step over my bike and watch my sister smile and practically speed walk at the thought of riding with Switch. 
    "Piper, you're riding here."  She completely ignores me and throws her leg over Switch's ride, pulling him in tight.  My eyes move toward Tori, standing there shy or pissed, I can't tell. 
    "You coming?"  She moves closer and acts like she's disgusted to touch me or the bike.  What in the fuck is her problem?  She wasn't afraid of touching me earlier.  In fact, I believe she was begging for it. 
    "I'm not going to tell you I won’t bite."  Her eyes quickly move to mine.  She's hesitating, no she's frozen. 
    "Come the fuck on.  I'll take you home."  Switch starts up his engine and takes off down the road.  She still hasn't moved.  I grab her by the wrist and pull her toward me until she's standing right up against the bike. 
    "Put your leg over and hold on to my waist."  I'm waiting.  She's not even moving.  Fuck.   I'm going to have to tie this bitch to my back.  Stepping off, I hand her the helmet, hoping she'd take it.  Just as I do, Switch and Piper pull up next to us again.
    "Something wrong?  I came back to see why I'm not seeing you in my dust."
    "Yeah.  I'm trying to get her on my fucking bike."
    "Tori.  Hey, let's fucking do this.  Bucket list, bitch.  We've always said we wanted to catch a ride with some hot bikers.  Tonight. Is. The. Night."  She relaxes and her body changes with Piper's voice.  In fact, her whole demeanor changes.  She flips her hair behind her back and puts on the helmet with ease. 
    I sit on my bike and she follows instantly, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist.  Switch rides off again, and I take off following him.  We make it down the road maybe a mile and her arms loosen just slightly.  I pull back on the speed, not knowing what she's doing.  Her palm goes flat against my stomach and she slides her fingers down inside the front of my jeans.  This position won’t allow her full access and this shit has me confused.  I mean, what in the fuck.   
    She moves the other hand forward until both hands are working the button on my jeans.  I'm not beneath pulling over and fucking her again.  Apparently she didn't get enough the first time.  I can understand the stress of everything making her want to release some pent up energy, but Switch and my sister will be back within minutes if I even try.
    My button opens and the zipper slides down as she pulls it open.  She grips my dick and I slow down even more.  Fuck.  I see an intersection ahead and decide to pull off on the side road.  I barely have the bike stopped and she's even more aggressive, pulling my dick out of my underwear.  I fucking hate fucking on my bike.  It's too much work trying to keep shit steady and still fuck with the intensity that I fuck with, but I'm not a stupid fuck that would say no to this either.
    "Get off the bike, Tori."  She slides her hips off the seat, removing the helmet quickly.  Her shirt goes next, and those tits are freed before I have a chance to even step off my bike.  Her body