5.
“Who are you?” Emma said breathlessly as he moved quickly with her across the sand.
He turned to her and smiled but didn’t answer.
Emma’s heart was racing. Who was this guy?
They reached the edge of the beach where his bike was parked and he rested back against it, pulling her with him so she was in-between his big, thick thighs.
“I’m Rick,” he said finally, a smile playing across his lips.
“I’m Emma,” she whispered.
His arms were tightly wrapped around her, and she was so consumed with lust, she didn’t know where to turn. She had never seen anyone like him before. He was so powerful. He was all man. Her heart pounded in her chest as he pulled her closer to him.
“I know,” he said quietly, his lips close to her ear.
She stood back and placed her palms on his chest, trying to peel herself away from him.
“Wait,” she said frantically. “How do you know my name? Who are you?”
Rick let her go and raised his hands as if he had been caught.
“Just a fan, that’s all,” he said with a wry smile.
Emma was so confused. She shook her head and tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come out.
“I know Leanne,” he said finally. “She’s seeing one of my buddies.” He nodded back over towards the fire, and Emma turned to see Leanne locking lips with another one of the bikers.
“What?” Emma said confused. “Leanne knows you guys?”
Rick nodded and held out his hand again.
Emma put her hand on her hip. “Why didn’t she tell me?”
“She wanted you to come… And so did I. I’ve been asking to meet you for a while.”
Emma looked at him, completely confused and in shock. This man had known she existed before this and had wanted to meet her?
“She told me about you,” he went on. “You sound like my kind of woman.”
Emma felt herself blushing. It was the first time someone had ever said anything like that to her.
“Come for a ride with me?” he said, holding out his hand again. “I don’t bite. Unless you ask me to…” He winked at her and Emma felt the smile sneak back across her face. She had no idea what was going on, or why Leanne hadn’t just been straight with her, but Rick seemed like a nice guy and he was certainly sexy enough to hold her attention.
“Where you gonna take me?” she asked playfully.
“The clubhouse, of course.” He reached forward and took her hand and pulled her to him again. “You are even more incredible in person,” he said as he stared into her eyes. “I saw a photograph of you, and I said to Leanne, she’s stunning, I have to meet her…”
Emma blushed and looked down to the ground.
“You are incredible,” he said, his lips grazing hers. “I’ve never been so attracted to someone before in my life.”
Emma felt her sex pulse. She wanted to tell him the feeling was mutual, but she was so stunned she couldn’t speak. When had Leanne shown him her picture? And how could she have kept this from her? Did she really think that she wouldn’t have jumped at the chance to go on a wild ride with a hot biker?
“Come on,” he said as he bit his bottom lip and pulled her closer to him. “You want to or what?”
Emma didn’t have a clue what was lying in wait for her at the clubhouse, but she knew the chemistry between them was so intense she wouldn’t be able to keep her hands off him. She had always been such a good girl… Could she really throw caution into the wind and have a blazing affair with this outlaw? She looked back over her shoulder and saw Leanne wrapped up in a passionate embrace with her guy. They were rolling around on the sand. Rick squeezed her close to him again.
“So what do you say, Emma?”
She looked back to him and into his eyes. They were so dark and consuming she felt like she could slip inside them and disappear. He smelled amazing, the whisky mixed with his cologne and stale smoke was turning her on more than anything. His hair was long and fell down around his eyes. She let him hold onto her wrists as he pinned them behind her and pulled her even closer to him. She had never been so attracted to anyone before; her body had never responded to someone in such a way. It was as if he had flicked a switch and brought her back to life.
“I think…” she began, “I think I’d like to go with you.”
Rick smiled and moved his head closer to hers. She could almost taste him before his lips touched hers. When he kissed her, he was so strong and powerful he took her breath away. She felt tiny in his arms, and as he parted her lips with his tongue and slipped it into her mouth, she felt as though she had been claimed by him and she never wanted him to let her go. She ran her hands up his chest and neck, into his hair and when their lips parted, she stared deep into his eyes.
“Come on,” he whispered, taking her by the hand.
He turned and got onto the bike, and Emma climbed on behind him. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and he started the bike with a deafening roar. She clung to him and breathed him in as he pulled away, and she turned to look over her shoulder at the beach. Leanne and her man were watching them pull away, and Leanne raised her arm and waved. Emma didn’t dare let go, but she smiled at her friend. She had no idea how she had pulled this off or kept the secret from her, but she didn’t care. She was having the time of her life.