Good. I had an undeniable urge to take care of this woman, from paying for her food to pleasuring her in bed. It was primal, and I wasn’t going to fight it.
We went out to the parking lot, and when we reached my bike, I handed her my helmet. It was loose on her head, but I tightened the chin strap all the way and it almost fit. She should probably go down a size if she ever got her own, but we’d have to see if she even liked riding first.
I looked her up and down and smiled. She was wearing white skinny jeans and a pink floral top. It didn’t look quite right with the black helmet on her head, but somehow, it was cute.
Sabrina didn’t seem to care how it looked as she moved closer to the bike. I mounted the Harley and fired it up before turning to her.
“Hold on to my shoulder and get on.”
“What about you? Shouldn’t you be wearing a helmet?”
I smirked. Yeah, I should, but she was more important.
“Don’t worry about me, sweetheart. It’ll just be a short ride.”
She didn’t hesitate a moment longer. Swinging her long leg over the motorcycle, she settled in behind me, her pelvis aligning with my own as she placed her hands tentatively on my hips. I took a hold of both of her wrists and pulled her arms forward until they were wrapped around my waist, and her soft feminine curves were pressed against my back.
“Hold on tight,” I shouted to be heard over the motorcycle’s engine.
Her arms squeezed me, and I took off. Pulling onto the street, I pointed the bike east, to the hilly area just outside of La Playa. We wound our way through the roads that cut through the countryside, and I felt Sabrina slowly start to relax against me.
I’d never ridden with a passenger before, but I liked the feeling of closeness with Sabrina like this. She rested her helmeted head on my shoulder blade, and her hands drifted lower on my abdomen, purposefully moving closer to my cock.
Warmth rolled through my body even as the sun moved lower in the sky. Desire pulsed through me and an idea formed. I was familiar with these roads as they were some of my favorites for long rides. So I turned onto a road that I knew led to an overlook on a cliff.
When I parked, I let down the kickstand and we both climbed off. Sabrina pulled off her helmet, letting her blond hair fall around her in tousled waves. While my eyes were on her, she was looking past me, staring in awe at the view.
The sprawling city of La Playa was below us, and the sun was setting, turning the sky into a brilliant painting of blue, orange and pink. The mountain in the distance looked purple, providing a backdrop that mesmerized Sabrina.
“It’s gorgeous here,” she breathed.
I moved closer to her, cupping her chin and turning her to face me.
“You’re gorgeous,” I said.
It might have been cheesy, but it was the truth. Sabrina’s hazel eyes darkened as she stared back at me. She tilted her head back, parting her lips in a clear invitation. I brushed my lips over hers at first. Then her hands went to the back of my neck, pulling me closer. Our lips molded together.
My blood was on fire as I licked into her mouth, tasting her sweetness as I wrapped an arm around her waist. Sabrina moaned as I took charge of the kiss, but a moment later, she pulled away.
“I’m sorry. I can’t do this,” she panted, and I could see the guilt on her face as her eyes shifted to the side, as if she couldn’t bear to look straight at me.
“Why?”
She wanted me, I was sure of it. So what was the problem?
“I should have told you before…”
“Hey.” I moved my face into her line of sight, making her look at me. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”
She took a deep shuddering breath. “I’m engaged.”
Sabrina
My revelation was met with stunned silence. I cringed while I waited for his response. He must think I was the worst person ever to be here, wrapped up in his arms when I was supposed to be planning a wedding to someone else.
Butch’s arms around me loosened, and I bit back my disappointment. I understood it, but when he stepped back, putting space between us, it hurt. I immediately wanted him to touch me again, but I couldn’t ask for that. It wasn’t fair to him.
“You’re engaged? Since when?” He sounded angry.
