The next few hours were spent with the woman. She seemed nice, but her personality wasn’t as sweet as Harley’s. Fuck, he needed to stop comparing them. Harley will probably never come back, and he needed to move on.
“What are you doing later?” he asked.
“We’ve got nothing planned.”
“How about riding my bike, and then I will take you back to my room at the club?” Rage said.
Dana ran her fingertips over his chest and smiled up at him. “I’d love to.”
Rage drank the rest of his beer and set it on the table. He got Ax’s attention. “We’re headed home.”
“She going with you?” Ax asked.
“Yeah.”
Rage didn’t understand the look of apprehension in Ax’s eyes but ignored it.
“I’ll see you later.”
Dana loved the ride and took the opportunity to run her hands all over him. By the time they got back to the compound, he was hard as a rock.
“Let’s go.”
He gripped her arm and walked her up to his room. He watched the way she looked around before she turned to him and started stripping.
Rage lay back on the bed and watched. When she was naked, she started undressing him.
Dana took him into her mouth and sucked him down her throat. “Fuck,” he moaned. “Jesus, woman, where did you learn how to do that?”
“YouTube,” she said and laughed.
He lay back and relaxed. When he was close, he tossed her on the bed, rolled on a condom, and mounted her.
“I’m on birth control. You don’t have to wear a condom,” she said.
Something bothered him about what she said, but he was too far gone to try to figure it out. “No. I’ll always wear one.”
She shrugged. “I just thought I’d tell you.”
“Hang on to the headboard.”
Rage lined his cock up to her cunt when she had a grip and rammed into her. At first, he thought he might have hurt her because she screamed.
Dana smiled up at him. “Fuck, yeah. Ride me like that.”
He rode her as hard as he had any of the sluts, and she took it and asked for more. Flashes of Harley kept invading his head, and he just pushed them out. He was going to enjoy this slut as long as she was around.
When he finally urged her into coming, he quickly followed. His breathing was choppy, and his arms were weak. He pulled out, slid to the side, and closed his eyes.
She leaned against him. “I thought bikers were supposed to be able to go all night?” Dana asked.
He glanced at her. Jesus Christ. “Yeah, but you got to give me a minute.”
That night, Rage fucked her in every hole, and she begged for more. The woman looked pretty normal, but she acted like the biggest whore he’d ever met.
The morning light was coming through the drapes when Rage woke up. He realized Dana was against his side. He’d never slept with a woman. The night before, he planned to fuck her and then make her leave. That morning, he decided to try to have a relationship like his brothers had with their old ladies. Maybe it would help him get over Harley quicker.
He nudged her. “Wake up. I want you to meet some girls.”