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A chuckle left Rael’s lips. “Wraith is comin’. Won’t be far behind you.”
“Try to keep up!”
“Not a problem, brother. You’ll be in my dust as I glance over my shoulder.”
PATRIOT STRADDLED HIS ride, throwing a leg over as his muscles bulged with each movement. Thick, tattooed arms sported ink from the sleeve of his t-shirt all the way to his wrists. Black leather gloves gripped the handlebars where his hands were placed, taking control of the massive beast he handled with ease.
He was sexy and confident and all bad boy biker.
Couldn’t say I didn’t love that.
“Hop on behind me, baby.”
This wasn’t my first ride on a motorcycle but it was long enough that it felt like it. I managed to throw my leg over and settle behind him, sliding my arms around his waist. The closeness was different than when he gave me a hug or we lounged next to one another on the bed in his room. Even sleeping side by side, we weren’t all over one another. My cheeks grew warm as I thought about how my core was right up against his ass.
Don’t stare at how those tight jeans mold his muscled thighs, Mimi.
“Always hold on. Don’t ever let go for any reason and move with me not against me. Got it?”
“Sure.”
The bike roared to life and I held on tighter, leaning against his back as I sucked in a breath. The steel beast between my legs rumbled with power and for the first time since my rape I felt the intimate caress of arousal. Squirming on the seat, I tried not to betray the fact that my clit was buzzing, turning me on. The vibrations rattled my teeth slightly and shot energy along the surface of my skin, beckoning for me to lose control and allow the seductive whisper of arousal to fan the flames of sexual need.
A breathless squeal escaped as I gave Patriot a thumbs up.
“Knew you were gonna love this,” he announced with a cocky smile.
We began to move as the bike slowly rolled backward and Patriot’s boots slid along the ground, keeping us upright and even without tipping over to the left or right. Turning slightly, we ended up facing the main gate.
“You ready?”
“Oh yeah!” I shouted, causing him to laugh.
We rode to the front gate and passed through as I held him tighter, the anticipation growing as we made our way to the other side and out into the desert. A few heartbeats lapsed before Patriot hammered down and the full potential of his Harley was unleashed.
My head nearly whipped back as we sped off and a loud gasp escaped my lips. My fingers gripped his torso tighter as we merged onto Hwy 95 and took off like a bullet exploding from a gun.
Exhilaration flooded every cell in my body and I nearly bounced in the seat.
This was amazing!
“Spread those arms out, sunshine,” Patriot
yelled above the wind.
“Why?” I shouted back.
“I want you to fly!”
Endorphins raced through me as I let go and clenched the bike hard with my thighs. This went against everything I knew about safety but at the same time I couldn’t help feeling like a renegade. My head tilted back and I slowly released the hold I had on Patriot’s waist, opening my arms wide as the wind soared across my skin, billowing my clothes in the breeze.
“I’m doing it!”
“Fuck yeah, you are!”
I was flying! Everything else, the entire world and all its problems, faded into the dust behind us, and then a peace like nothing I had ever known settled over me.
Freedom.
