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Snorting, I reached inside the compartment, grabbing a second helmet and tossing it to her. “Put this on. We wouldn’t want that pretty head of yours to get smashed on the pavement.” At least she’d be forced to shut up for the remainder of the ride. She was obviously running from her previous life. While that made me curious, I had to shut down my desires. The next few days would be arduous, forcing a level of change I’d never wanted.
“So gentlemanly of you.”
Her mouth was caustic, but the fire in her eyes was undeniable. My cock twitched at the thoughts of what I could do to her voluptuous body. After shoving the few things she’d brought with her into the compartment, I climbed on the Harley, revving the engine. I could see my pep talk about shutting down my physical needs wasn’t going to stick.
“I’m supposed to crawl on behind you?”
“Like I said before, unless you would enjoy a nice long walk.”
“You’re not a nice man.”
“Nobody ever said I was. Wrap your arms around me. I ain’t wasting any time.”
“I have on a miniskirt.”
“Ain’t nothin’ I haven’t seen before. Hike it up.”
She grumbled, her flow of curse words rivaling a sailor’s. The girl needed to be taught manners.
Every move around me was tentative, but as soon as she followed my orders, settling in behind me, another raging wave of desire slammed into my system. I powered down on the accelerator, rolling onto the highway. The girl was going to be in for a bumpy ride.
It had been a long time since any woman had ridden with me. I was a loner, preferring it that way. The thought of helping a damsel in distress didn’t improve my mood. At this point, I doubted anything could.
The call in the middle of the afternoon had changed everything, including plans for my future. Maybe some deity above had intervened before I’d tossed my entire life off a tall precipice. Whatever the case, I’d soon be forced to comprehend the full weight of responsibility.
Sassy. That suited her personality, especially her caustic mouth. It was obvious she didn’t want to share her real identity with a stranger. I didn’t blame her. I’d been called terrifying more than once. Another thing I liked about solitude. I didn’t need to hear shit or take orders from anyone. Fuck the rest of the world.
“Oh, God! Can you slow down?” Her angry words managed to filter into my ears.
“Just hold on, sweet cheeks.”
If she reacted with her usual nasty retort, I couldn’t hear it, revving the engine again as I cruised down the stretch of lonely highway. Sassy was lucky I’d come along. Snickering, I felt pretty good about myself until she rested her head against my back. Between the heat of her body, the explosive nature clawing at the surface, and the arid wind whipping across the bike, I remained fully aroused. The moment she slid her hands to my waist, I stiffened.
“Be careful, sweetheart. You might grab something you can’t handle.”
Her laugh was lilting, echoing in my ears. If for any reason I hadn’t thought I was a very bad man prior to meeting her, the images of tying her arms and legs to my bed confirmed it. Days. That’s how long I could spend exploring every inch of her body.
After a few minutes she quieted down, but her long fingers remained dangerously close to my crotch. I shifted on the seat, my balls tightening. I had to find something else to think about or I’d ravage the girl. Wouldn’t that be something? The start of a new life and all I could think about was fucking a woman I didn’t even know.
I concentrated on driving, thirty minutes turning into forty-five until I noticed a sign. Twilight had settled in, the stars already bright in the sky. I had a feeling this was going to be one hell of a long night. There damn well better be a mechanic in the small town. Being saddled with her any longer than necessary might push all my indifference with her aside. As I slowed, I could feel her tensing, somehow able to lean her head over my shoulder.
“What are we doing?”
“Stopping for the night,” I grunted.
“Here? In this two-bit town?”
“Honey, I’d be careful condemning something you don’t know anything about.”
“I’m not your honey. Or your sweet cheeks. Find a mechanic.”
I shook my head, about ready to toss her over my lap and provide the firm hand she obviously needed. “I ain’t your servant.”
“I thought saviors provided full service.”
“As I told you before. I’m nobody’s savior.” I could hear her grumbling about how she needed to be somewhere in a couple of days. Well, so the hell did I. As I passed by an automobile repair shop, I pointed it out. Shit. I was hoping they’d still be open. If not I would need to put up with her for a little while longer.
As I rode by, she grabbed my arm. “Why the hell didn’t you stop?”
