The guy turns with a sneer until he realizes who he’s looking at. “Nothing,” he mumbles and walks away. I don’t miss Micah’s shit-eating grin.
They start stunting, and I realize I didn’t see anything the last time. They’re doing wheelies, leaning them so far back sparks are flying off the back, stopping and popping them up on the front tires. They can maneuver those bikes in a dance, twisting their bodies to sit in different positions while riding, commanding the machines to do what they want. It’s sensual, or all the sex is frying my brain.
“Wow,” Holden comments, walking closer to the fence. “They’re fucking awesome.”
“Fuck yeah, they are,” Dex agrees, slapping Holden on the back.
I don’t feel like they’re showing off. They look free while on the bikes like nothing else exists except this moment. I want to learn how to ride, I want the feeling I can feel pulsing from them, and I know two people who will be more than willing to teach me.
Alessa rides beside the fence, parking her bike. She runs over to Gage and climbs on his so she’s straddling his waist facing him. She wraps her arms around his neck when he takes off, he pops the bike into a wheelie with her plastered to the front of his body, and I can’t get over the
immense trust she has in him not to hurt them.
“That’s hot,” Holden says with a laugh.
I think about all of us with her this afternoon, coming together after Gage sent out that group text. I had no idea what to expect when I walked into that room. What happened exceeded my expectations when I thought about what would happen when we all finally had her at the same time. It was like an unspoken bargain between us that we would put everything behind us and help her find the pleasure her body desperately needed. Her body responded to us in the most beautiful way, and she handled five demanding guys easily, like she was built just for us.
“Where’s your head at?” Dex asks, leaning on the fence in front of us, watching Alessa, Gage, and Ryder talk to Alexey off to the side. I didn’t even realize the noises of the bikes had stopped.
“In Alessa’s room this afternoon,” I admit with a laugh. Do my thoughts really play all over my face?
Dex chuckles. “That’s a damn good place for your head to be.”
I remember Dex’s reaction to Gage sinking into me, and I want to ask him about it, but we aren’t that close yet. He looked turned on by it, but it could have been Alessa making him feel that way. I have to admit it makes me think about what it would feel like to be dominated by Dex. I can see that dominant side lurking below the surface of his carefully constructed control.
Gage and I discussed what would happen if one of the other guys wanted to touch us and agreed, like Alessa did, that if it occurred within this group, we’re okay with it. Being with Gage opened up something inside of me that I’d been avoiding for years. He’s so open about who he is that it makes me appreciate him helping me do the same. What that guy called us earlier slammed me with shame at first and made me want to pull away from Gage because I wasn’t used to that sort of thing. His arms had tightened around me, which let me know I was never alone in this.
“Has Ryder’s ass always looked that good in those pants?” Holden asks, making us chuckle.
“Ryder’s ass looks good in all pants,” I agree. The man has the nicest ass next to Gage, but I’m biased.
Dex shrugs. “I can’t even argue that.”
Holden and I exchange a look; he’s thinking the same thing I am. I have a feeling things are about to get even crazier.
After they ride around a few more times, Holden and I pile back into Dex’s truck, following behind Alessa, Ryder, and Gage on the bikes. Dex pushes several buttons on his dash display, and their voices filter through the truck. He must be able to pick them up through their helmets; it’s cool as hell.
Alessa’s laugh filters through, and I can’t help but smile. Music filters through right after, and I realize that her music is linked in their helmets because I hear Gage and Ryder chuckle. I can’t place the song at first until Ryder starts to sing along; it’s Church by Chase Atlantic.
“Is that Ryder?” Holden asks, sitting up between the seats.
Dex nods. “Yeah.”
“He can sing?” Holden asks in amazement. I listen closer and realize that he can sing damn good.
“I’m about to take you back to church,”Ryder croons.
“Well, tell me your confessions, baby; what’s the worst? Yeah.”
“Baptize in your thighs till it hurts. ‘Cause I’m about to take you back to church.”
“I'm not going to lie,” Alessa says after the song finishes. “I’m fucking wet right now.”
“Goddamn it, pretty girl,” Gage groans. “Remember what happened the last time you started talking dirty through the helmets.”
“What happened?” Alessa says innocently.
“Leo and I rocked your fucking world. That’s what happened.”
