Page 41 of Her Wild Ride


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We leave our helmets and his jacket on the bike and follow a rocky trail. The short path leads us to stone steps that tumble downward. At the base, we find a small bountiful waterfall splashing into a spectacular swimming hole.

“This is beautiful.”

“I used to come here a lot.” He sets a bag on the ground before he kicks off his boots.

“How did you know about this place?”

“When you ride and explore as much as I did when I was young, you stumble across plenty.” He steps in front of me and, in a swift swoop, pulls his shirt over his head. His back muscles flex. My middle bubbles.

“And it was always very private.” I hear his belt unbuckle. “I won’t look until you tell me.” He shoves his pants and briefs down his long, lean legs, flashing me his ass. A fine, tight bare ass at that.










Chapter Ten

BEXLEY

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“YOU COMING?” THE bagrustles as he pulls out a couple items, not fazed by the fact I’m watching him. He struts into the water with a sexy swagger.

I’m staring.

My breath catches in my throat.

My mind and heart are racing each other.

Without a word, he dives into the water. I’ve never seen anything more raw and sexy than Johnny naked in his element.

He breaks the surface with a loud whistle. The sunset glistens off his back muscles. “Are you in yet?”

“No.”

“Have you undressed?”

“No.”

He turns to face me. He’s a gorgeous god of a man with his hair slicked back, water dripping down his skin, and his V-muscle bobbing in and out of the water.

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