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He palms the back of her head and drags her in for a hard kiss before lifting her off his lap and depositing her on her feet.
“Get out of here,” he says, smacking her ass as she walks away.
Her cheeks are a little flushed as she walks toward me, her skin practically glowing. I’m not sure if it’s pregnancy hormones or just the lack of stress now that no one is trying to kill us, but she looks fucking luminous these days.
Draping an arm around her shoulders, I lead her into the garage. When she sees the bike, she perks up even more.
“Oh, wow. You’ve done so much on it. It looks great!” she exclaims, stepping forward. “I never totally understood why you’d want to get a used bike when you could have one new, but it makes sense now.”
“Easier to customize,” I tell her, watching as she trails her fingers over the chrome.
She looks good standing next to my new Ducati, like she belongs there, and I have a very vivid memory of fucking her on a different bike once.
Someday, I want to christen this one the same way.
That thought makes my heart race and my blood heat, and I have to take a breath and adjust my cock to get it to calm the hell down. The idea of bending her over the seat and sliding into her has a lot of appeal, but right now, I actually do want to go for a ride with her.
Willow catches me looking at her as she glances my way. My thoughts must be written clearly on my face, because she grins, walking back toward me.
“You know, I can tell what’s on your mind right now,” she murmurs. “You’re thinking very dirty thoughts, Ransom Voronin.”
“Of course I am.” I smirk. “I’m thinking about you.”
The gorgeous shade of pink in her cheeks deepens, and she tucks her bottom lip between her teeth. “I like that I make you dirty.”
“And I fuckinglovemaking you dirty,” I growl, pulling her into my arms. “You’ve got a wild streak, pretty girl, and I always knew it. From the moment we met.”
She grins, shaking her head as her hands rest on my chest. “So where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
I hand her a helmet and then pull one on myself. We get on the bike, Willow behind me with her arms around my waist. The engine roars to life, and I rev it a few times before peeling out of the open garage door and onto the street.
As soon as we hit the open road, I’m hit with an almost euphoric feeling.
Fuck, I missed this.
The sun is setting, giving the world around us a warm glow as the wind rushes past. Willow clings to me tightly, and it’s as close to perfect as anything on this earth gets, if you ask me.
Willow laughs, giving a little whoop of joy as we take a turn, and that just makes my blood pump even hotter. I fucking love this side of her. The thrill seeker who loves this shit as much as I do.
As I take another turn, I feel her hand start to shift downward, heading for my crotch.
Truth be told, I’m already half hard from just having her on the bike with me, and having her stroke my cock through my pants makes my stomach clench.
The bike wobbles a bit, and my adrenaline spikes.
I can hear Willow’s soft laugh even over the roar of the engine, and the feeling of her body pressed so close and her hand teasing me is enough to have all my blood rushing south. One of her arms stays locked around my waist as the other hand drags over my jeans-covered cock, and I try to stay focused on steering, but she’s distracting as hell.
Her hips press forward, like she’s grinding against the seat, and when I feel more than I hear her soft moan, that’s all I can take.
I turn the bike into an alley without warning, pulling to stop before getting off. Then I pluck Willow off the seat and tug her helmet off, resting hers and mine on the bike.
“Bad girl,” I chastise hoarsely.
Willow makes a face, her cheeks flushed as she bites her lip. “Sorry,” she says, lowering her eyes. “I know I probably—”
Before she can finish that apology, I grab her and press her to the alley wall, kissing her hard. She sucks in a surprised breath, but then arches against me, giving back as good as she gets. A soft whimper spills from her lips, and I groan at the vibrations of it, kissing her harder.
