Knight Fall (An Erotic BBW Romance) by Maddix Marina

Author:Maddix, Marina [Maddix, Marina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-02-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Kelly marveled at the comfort of Rick's motorcycle. It was tearing up the highway as they headed west but her ass wasn't the slightest bit sore, even after two hours of riding. Peterson-Knights had a cult-like following, and now she understood why. The steady rumble of the engine offered just enough vibration between her legs to keep her in a constant state of arousal but not quite enough to finish the job. She had no idea where they were spending the night, but she couldn't wait to get there.

Rick had demonstrated the helmet-to-helmet mic set-up but, for the most part, they'd ridden along in silence, enjoying the solitude together. She clicked the talk button on the side of her helmet. "When will we be stopping for the night?"

"Bored already?" Rick chuckled.

"Hell no. It's just…well…." Her hands slid down until they were resting on his large bulge, which quickly became much larger.

He used one hand to move her exploring fingers back to his waist. "Not while I'm driving, gorgeous."

His left arm shot out and he checked the time on a huge hunk of sparkling metal that dangled off his wrist. Was that a Rolex? Kelly wondered. "It'll be another hour before we get to the cabin," he said.

"You have a cabin?"

"Well, it's not exactly a cabin, but that's what I call it."

Kelly laughed. "What would someone else call it?"

Rick was silent for a moment. He finally pressed his mic button and said, "A lot of people might consider it a mansion. I think that's overstating it."

Mansion? It was Kelly's turn to be silent. The fancy bike, the watch, the mansion — this guy was obviously loaded. But bikers had a reputation for making their money running drugs. Was it possible she'd just agreed to go on a Vegas vacation with a drug lord? Fear started welling up inside her. Almost afraid to find out the answer, she asked, "Um…what sort of…um…business are you in, Rick?"

"Motorcycles.”

That eased her fears somewhat but his ambiguous answer left her unsettled. Why couldn't he just come out and say what it was he did for a living? Why the runaround? That's it, she thought. Next time we stop for a pee break, I'm going to take my phone into the restroom and Google 'Rick Knight'.

A light clicked on. She wouldn't have to Google him. All she'd have to do was look at the emblem on the side of the bike. A smile tickled the corners of her mouth.

Kelly leaned into Rick's back, resting her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapped around him. The scenery blurred past as darkness crowded out the brilliant sunset. Kelly committed every hue, every nuance to memory. This would be her next painting. She'd call it Knight Fall.

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