My Big Bad Alpha Biker

Chapter 1 Alice POV I had the worst hangover this morning. I didn't even want to open my eyes. My head was pounding, my stomach was turning, and I knew I had drunk way too much last night. Randy had won another race. Some jerk had challenged him for pink slips, thinking he could beat Randy and take his car. Well, my man had shown him exactly who he was dealing with. Randy won, and just like always, we celebrated. The clubhouse was packed last night. Randy had built a bar inside, something I had told him from the beginning was a terrible idea. “It’s going to bring unwanted pests inside,” I had warned him. He had just laughed. “Alice, honey, it’s okay. All these clubhouse girls want is to have fun. They’ll leave after they’ve had their fun. Don’t be jealous. You’re the only one I want. I don’t want any of those girls.” But I knew he was lying. I had known for a long time that Randy had cheated on me with several of the clubhouse girls. I called them the clubhouse whores, and they knew exactly what I thought of them. Honestly, I didn't care anymore if they knew. Slowly, I opened my eyes and turned my head. Randy was still asleep beside me. I needed to get home, shower, and get ready for work. That was if I still had a job. After the amount of alcohol I had consumed last night, I had a feeling I wouldn't make it in today. But I was going to try. I carefully climbed out of bed and grabbed my clothes, pulling them on as quietly as I could. “Where are you going, baby?” Randy mumbled. “Come back to bed.” I sighed. “I need to get home so I can shower and get to work. Someone has to make the money to keep your car running the right way.” That someone was me. I worked my butt off just to keep his car running like a dream. I bought the strongest engine parts, the best tires, and anything else I thought would give him an advantage on the track. It all added up. And Randy had never paid me back. Not once. The worst part was, I had never asked him to. He chuckled as he looked at me. “Honey, the car is fine. You don't need to buy anything else unless it breaks down. Just come back to bed.” I shook my head. “Randy, if I don't go into work, I could lose my job. I still have rent and food to pay for. I'll be back in a few hours. Get some rest. You're going to need it.” I leaned down and softly kissed him on the lips. Then I hurried out before I could change my mind. I knew Randy wouldn't stay in bed for long. He would probably get up and start working on his car the second I was gone. But I needed to get out of there. I needed to get home. And I needed to get to work. Randy POV That little b***h had to leave for work. Good. I had been using her for parts for my car for a long time. She had a good job, and as long as she kept buying what I needed, I didn't have a problem with her. Besides, my car was running perfectly right now. I kept winning. And I was going to keep winning. That's how good I was at racing. I waited until Alice was gone before climbing out of bed. I stayed at the clubhouse. This was my home. I had built it with my own hands. My house was in the front, and I had added the extra rooms so that when my buddies came over to party, they would have somewhere to sleep, or somewhere to have fun. The clubhouse girls were good for one thing. They came around, had their fun, and left. I didn't need anything more from them. I pulled on my clothes and ran a hand through my hair. I needed to check on a few things with my car. That was what mattered most to me. Women came and went, but my car was my real lady. She never talked back. She never complained. And she always did exactly what I wanted her to do. That's what I liked. I walked outside toward the garage and opened the door. Then I stopped. Emma was sitting on the hood of my car. I stared at her. The last time she had been on my car, Alice had dragged her off by her hair and kicked her out. And now she was back? She was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. I walked toward her. “Emma, what are you doing in my garage?” She slowly slid off the hood and walked toward me, running her finger down the front of my shirt. “Oh, this?” she said innocently. “I got locked in here and thought I would sit here and wait for you to come inside. That's all.” She smiled. “And I thought you could use a little... release. I didn't hear anything coming from your room last night.” I shook my head. This girl was something else. For a second, I actually believed she might have gotten locked in here. But apparently she had been paying attention to what was, or wasn't, happening in my bedroom. I smirked. “So, what kind of release are you going to give me? Just remember, I need to work on my car too, so let's make this fast.” Emma raised her eyebrows with a wicked smile. “Oh, I'll make it quick. Don't you worry.” I already knew exactly what she was after. And I knew she was good at getting what she wanted. I pulled her closer, deciding I would deal with the car later. Alice would be gone for hours. That gave me plenty of time to have some fun with Emma, Just look at those legs. They would look nicely wrapped around my waist, And those lips, damn those lips felt so good wrapped around my hard c**k, she was good at what she does,