The moment we made it to my bike, I grabbed my helmet and handed it to her.
She took it, looked down at it, at the bike, down at herself, then back up at me, and lifted a brow, “Really?”
I winked, “Really. Put that on, baby girl, and let’s ride.”
“Grey, I’m not dressed to go anywhere.” She said.
I looked down at her and grinned, “You look good to me.”
She shook her head, “Grey. Really?”
I winked, “Put that on. And let’s ride.”
I climbed on the bike, kicked the kickstand up, and waited.
I was glad as fuck that I hadn’t started the bike up yet, because I heard her growl.
Fuck me, but that was cute as hell.
The moment she looked away for a second, I reached down and adjusted my cock.
Damn.
“Okay. How do I get on this thing?” she asked.
I grinned, “See that peg right there? Place your right foot on it, then swing that sexy as fuck left leg over and climb on.”
She did as I said with a small smile on her lips.
Lips I wanted to kiss, to taste, to tease, yeah, I needed to stop thinking about her and all the things I want to do to her.
When she was settled, she called out, “Ready.”
I shook my head, reached back, and grabbed her thighs and pulled her tight to my back, “You were too far away.”
She giggled.
Fuck me.
Cute as fuck.
Then I said, “Wrap your arms around me, baby.”
The moment she did, I wanted it to be her on the back of my bike for the rest of my life.
Cause this feeling right here?
Contentment.
Never felt that.
Never thought I would.
Now that I have... well... I dare anyone to try to take it from me.
I started the bike up and heard her squeal.
I chuckled.
