“Here,” I said as I swung my leg over. “Sit behind me. Scoot in close. Yep, yep.”
Her breasts pressed into my back. Even from here, just feeling her body on mine…goddamn, I was going to enjoy fucking her senseless later tonight.
“Wrap your arms tight around me, so tight that you can’t squeeze any tighter. I promise I’ll be able to breathe.”
I was, but she actually had a hell of a grip. Not that I was going to say as much to her.
“Now, when I lean one direction, you lean with me. Just go with the flow. And remember to breathe. It’s easy to hold your breath and forget that you need to breathe. OK?”
“OK, just…don’t kill me, please.”
I chuckled.
“Not my first time on a bike,” I said, and before she could protest any further, I revved the engine to life.
Hailey let out a yip behind me and somehow made her grip even stronger. I almost coughed in response, but damn if I was going to give her any reason to doubt me. I gripped the handlebars as tightly as I could. Rarely did I focus so intently on a bike ride, but rarely did I have a woman that it took longer than fifteen minutes for me to get inside her. Suffice to say, having it run to what felt like fifteen days was a fucking brutal stretch.
And then, I revved.
And we moved.
And by moved, I mean it felt like we flew. Even by my standards, we jolted out of the parking spot a bit out of control. Hailey screamed.
But that actually calmed me down, even made me laugh. There was a world of difference between going faster than expected and falling out of control, and that was a chasm not so easily breached right now. And let’s just say with the knowledge that Hailey would soon be mine, I felt a lot more relaxed, even though a lot was going on that could have easily made me feel stressed.
The way the ride went into downtown Phoenix, I felt like I was going at a snail’s pace. At no point, aside from the opening jolt, did I ever feel like I was pushing boundaries.
But I knew from prior experience that Hailey was having the ride of her life. Not every woman reached climax on a bike, but every woman was aroused, and I knew she’d be no different. The men who thought they needed to get drunk to have the charisma to get laid were wrong; they just needed to buy a motorcycle and put a babe on the back of it to get what they really wanted.
Slowly, I felt Hailey start to relax. She still gripped me tight, but there was less shaking and trembling with her arms around me. It was more akin to a muscular grip than a nervous, anxious one. I had to imagine that all of the vibration near her pussy was having a calming effect on the rest of her body. Maybe even an orgasm or two would wash over her.
When we finally did park, I got off the bike first, wanting to get a good look at her expression. Her hair was messy, which was no surprise given she’d put on a helmet that didn’t fit her perfectly, and she was a hot mess. But everything about her face had the look of someone who had just had the best sex of their life. Her eyes half-open, her mouth somewhat droopy, an expression of utter contentment…
And you think that’s good, just wait until I actually get inside you.
“You look like you’re feeling pretty good,” I said with a snort.
“That was better than I expected,” Hailey said.
She was doing her best to sound like she had herself under control, but I knew better. She wasn’t as overt as the bunnies at the club who would have sucked our cocks in front of the entire clubhouse, but that just made it that much more fun. The girl who was a lady in the streets but a freak in the bed was so much better than the public freak.
“I told you as much,” I said. “And did you ever think we were going to crash?”
Hailey bit her lip.
“I’ve never been on a bike like that before, so I couldn’t say. There were some stressful moments.”
“Well, I can assure you that you were never at risk. So, come on.”
I went over and put my hand on the small of her back. To my pleasant delight, she did the same. I decided to push the boundaries some and let my hand fall to her ass.
And wouldn’t you know it, Hailey did the same back to me.
Apparently, the bike had revved her up. I almost felt the temptation to just say fuck it and take her back to my place, but in a weird way, now I wanted to be the one to—
I froze.
Seated outside, wearing button-down shirts but still with those cuts on, were the Black Reapers.
