*Picture of Holly*
I wake up to the intoxicating smell of bacon and to a sore vagina.
I scan the room for my bra and panties, I finally find them. After I put them on I get this idea to put on one of his shirts.
I never thought I would lose my virginity to a guy within seconds of knowing him and the strange thing is that I don't regret it.
I walk to the kitchen and noticed he's standing at the stove shirtless and in basketball shorts.
He looks so damn fine that panties just magically come off just by being near him.
"Are you just going to stand there gawking?" His voice breaks into my train of thought.
"I wasn't gawking."
"Sure you weren't." He gestures for me to come over.
He grabs my waist pulling me to his chest.
"You look fantastic in my shirt." He compliments.
"Would you say that I look better than you in it?" I tease wrapping my arms around his neck.
"I wouldn't go that far." He contains his laughter
"You did last night but I'm up for another round." He kisses me on the cheek then goes to check on the food.
"You hungry?" He asked me.
I just nod biting my lip.
"Don't." He snaps causing me to jump releasing my bottom lip.
"Don't what?" I asked in a low voice.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you. It's just when you bite your bottom lip," He runs his thumb over my bottom lip. "I want to do so many things to you that should be illegal." He says softly.
"What are you Christian Grey?" I muttered taking a seat at the table.
"More than you know." He winks setting a plate down in front of me with pancakes and bacon.
We eat while we converse about many things.
His phone rings as we sit down on the couch after a nice shower together.
He gave me a pair of his sisters jeans and he suggested that I keep on his shirt, so I just tied it up in the back so it's fitting to my body.
"Shit, I have to go to the clubhouse." He frowns looking at me apologetically.
"It's okay, I should get home myself." I shrug.
I climbed onto his bike after strapping on an helmet.
"I'll be back later." He says as I climb off and handed him the helmet.
He kisses me just as I was about to walk away.
"See you later."
I walk inside and head straight for the kitchen and saw that I don't have no damn snacks and a lot of other food essentials so I guess I have to go grocery shopping.
I changed our of the outfit Roman gave me and into a black jean skirt, a white spaghetti strapped cropped top, white platform shoes, and a black jean jacket.
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Biker Kind of Love (Extreme Revisions)Romance
Polly Micheals is a twenty-three year old designer of basically anything, she's also a twenty-three year old virgin. But that comes to an end when she meets Roman, vice president of the motorcycle club hell hounds. Her and Roman basically become a t...