Lock & Key

By Lee Fisher

After meeting Terry at a motorcycle show, Gavin is sure he’s found the man of his dreams. While he’s fantasized about BDSM for years, Gavin has never had a play partner and Terry is happy to teach him. After playing together for a few months, Terry has to leave on a business trip. Terry gives Gavin the key to his apartment so Gavin can sleep in, but Gavin isn’t sure he’s ready for that level of commitment. While he likes and trusts Terry—and loves the kinky sex they have together—Gavin has to decide which he can’t give up: Terry, or his freedom.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lee Fisher
• Release date: Mar 14, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370779710

Lee Fisher

Lee has been married to his Sir since 2009, exploring BDSM as a submissive masochist. Lee started writing erotic fanfiction over a decade ago, and now he’s thrilled to share his fantasies and wicked thoughts with you.

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Kinky Biker Series Part Two:

Lock & Key

Lee Fisher

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author.

This book is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language that may be considered offensive by some readers.

All sexual activity in this work is consensual and all sexually active characters are 18 years of age or older.

Lock & Key by Lee Fisher Copyright 2017

Cover by Lee Fisher

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Previously published by Torquere Press: April 2015

Lock & Key

Lee Fisher

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Lock & Key

About the Author

Also by Lee Fisher

I'd always found the moment after being bitten the sweetest. I loved the tension, the fingers-curled, nails-clawing-the-sheets ecstasy of teeth closed around skin, but it was the release that got me. That instant when blood rushed back to fill those indentations and everything is at peace. I loved being bitten, and I loved feeling the bites later, but that single moment between the pain of the teeth and the pleasure of release was what got me off.

Terry pulled back, a sheepish grin on his stubbly face. Sorry. That wasn't too much, was it? I keep forgetting how new you are to this; you handle it like such a pro.

A little dazed from the most recent bite—this one on my sensitive, sometimes too sensitive, thigh—I shook my head and tried to remember how to form words. After a few stuttered beginnings, I managed. No. Not too much. Just... I found the strength to lift a hand, waving it vaguely in the air between us.

I see.

I could hear the amusement in his voice, and I knew he thought I was being cute, but I was much too blissful to mind.

He never stopped stroking my cock, his fingertips oh so accidentally brushing the fresh bite mark on my thigh from time to time, making me gasp and writhe for him. Because I can stop, he said, mock-seriously.

Don't you dare, I replied, my words rushed and jumbled together with need and emphasis.

All right, all right. He laughed softly, giving the head of my cock a quick squeeze and leaning his cheek in to rub his prickly whiskers over the impression his teeth had left.

Ah! That's not fair! My whole body shook with the sensation of his bristles on my sensitive, reddened skin.

He continued rubbing his cheek on my inner thigh, ignoring my complaints. He could tell from my tone that I didn't really want him to stop.

Are you ever going to let me come? I bucked my hips a little, moving my cock in his hand, trying to get in a few strokes.

Mmm... Eventually. In