Lily twisted her long hair up into a knot and fastened it on top of her head; long tendrils hung down in front of her ears highlighting her slim neck.
"Ready to go?" Claxton asked from the doorway of her bedroom.
Lily turned to face him and smiled; he was a good ten years older than her and was dressed in dark leather from head to heel. She knew her rich upper class parents would strongly disapprove of her dating a bike gang member and that added to the attraction she felt for him.
"You sure you want to go out?" Lily asked with a suggestive glance towards the queen size bed that took up the centre of her room.
Claxton smiled as he glanced towards the bed, "Maybe later, I got some business I need to take care of first."
"Oh," Lily said sounding disappointed.
"You can come with me," Claxton smiled as he ran his eyes down over her body.
She had been easily influenced Claxton thought, all it had taken was a bit of attention and seeming approval and she had followed whatever he had suggested.
Skintight leather jeans, a vest that laced up tightly pushing her high pert breasts up creating an ample cleavage, lashings of make-up accenting her large violet coloured eyes. Her body was slender and she had a graceful way of moving.
"You're taking the pill like I said?" Claxton asked as he glanced at the bed again.
"I got no intention of risking getting pregnant," Lily said indignantly.
"Smart girl," Claxton said softly and smiled down at her. For a moment he was lost in admiring the beauty of her pixie like face with her huge eyes and red painted lips. She was an intriguing mix of shyness and fearlessness, teasing and tempting him every chance she got.
"We got to get going if you want me to be able to spend time with you later," Claxton said abruptly as he jerked his head up breaking eye contact.
Lily let out a soft sigh of disappointment before reaching for her new leather jacket on the back of her door, "I'm ready to go when you are,"
"Let's get gone," Claxton said as he turned and left the room.
Lily was left to follow behind him, she admired the way his gang jacket fit his broad shoulders and his jeans hugged his narrow hips. She knew from experience that his arms and shoulders were strongly muscled and his lips and hands caused excitement to course through her veins.
She could see in her mind how his dark dishwater blonde hair hung down his back in a rough braid, a shadow of stubble covering his jaw at almost any time of day. His eyes were light brown with crow's feet at the corners from squinting into the sun while riding his motorbike.
"Ready for a night on the wild side?" Claxton asked as he stopped beside his large and powerful bike.
"I'm ready for anything," Lily purred sexily.
Claxton caught her to him and kissed her hard plunging his tongue into her mouth and plundering her sweet warm depths. When he finally lifted his head Lily was glassy eyed and gasping for breath.
"Put this helmet on," he ordered as he shoved a helmet into her hands.
Dazed from his kiss Lily complied and was soon sitting behind him on his bike, she wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tight when he kicked the bike to life.
The ride through the streets was fast and Lily found the feel of the bike beneath her exciting as they sped along.
"I'm going to get myself one of these," Lily thought to herself as Claxton sped through a traffic light as it turned amber.
Half an hour later Claxton rode the bike onto the lawn of a large sprawling house among other bikes and put the stand down before turning the engine off. He motioned for Lily to get off the bike and she swung her leg over behind herself awkwardly and stumbled slightly as she found her feet.
"Will we be here long?" Lily asked she glanced around at the groups of rough looking bikers uneasily.
"For the rest of the night. We're having a party and I decided it was time you were introduced to the gang," Claxton told her with a closed look.
Lily looked around noticing how much interest she was causing; she swallowed hard suddenly unsure if being there was a good idea.
"I don't know ..." Lily started uneasily.
"Come on - it'll be good fun," Claxton said with a charm filled smile.
When Lily stood there undecided for nearly a minute Claxton gave a shrug, "Well I'm going to go have some fun. Stay or leave - please yourself," with that announcement he turned and headed towards the front of the house.
Lily hesitated a moment longer then pulled her helmet off, placed it on the handlebars of the bike and hurried after him. "I'm coming," She said sounding slightly unsure even as she followed him.
Claxton didn't reply just slowed his steps slightly until she caught up with him and then continued into the house.
"Mmm, fresh meat." Someone murmured under their breath.
Lily heard and glanced around nervously; she hurried to catch hold of the back of Claxton's jacket.
"I think I should go home," She told him nervously when he glanced over his shoulder at her.
"Nah you're okay," he brushed her concerns aside.
Lily stopped following him for a moment but when he didn't stop she hurried after him once again. The room she followed him into was a kitchen and she spotted him at the fridge getting himself a beer.
"I got beer or the tequila on the top shelf. Help yourself to a drink," Claxton said as he moved away from the fridge.
"This what was taking you away from the house?" A large biker asked.
He stood just less than six foot tall with broad shoulders; he carried an extra twenty or so kilo in excess weight throughout his shoulders and torso. His head was clean-shaven and tattoos decorated much of the exposed skin on his arms, chest and neck.
