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“What are you up to, Antoine?”
“Have you ever been on a motorbike?”
I shook my head.
“Would you like to?”
“Isn’t it dangerous to leave here? You said there’s protection around your home. Would… would Gustav come after us?” The thought of being hunted down by this demon scared me. Especially now I knew he’d been the one to turn my life upside down.
“We’ll be safe, I promise. We’ll only go for a quick ride along the coast road. I thought it might help to clear your mind.”
I leaned in and kissed him. “Okay, and I guess the ride will have its benefits.”
He smiled against my lips. “Yeah, and what are they?”
“I get to hold you close and we won’t need to shout now we have this telepathy thing going on.”
“Hmm, so eager to be near my body again, huh?”
“Yes. Let’s go.”
We headed out of the back door. We walked past Jeanie and Mac’s annexe and carried on until we reached the bottom of a path where there was a huge garage that could probably house at least six cars.
“This isn’t just for your bike, is it?” I teased.
“No. There are four cars in here too.”
“A petrolhead, then?”
“Maybe.” He winked.
I watched while he pulled one of the up and over doors open. He was dressed in black, tight-fitting jeans, which showed off his athletic legs and ass to perfection. The T-shirt moulded to his muscly upper body. The jeans were so tight I wondered if he wore boxers underneath. He paused, the shutter only partly open, and his arms were shaking.
“Antoine?”
Without a word, he threw the shutter all the way up, which made me jump when it banged. He grabbed my hand, pulling me inside, and pushed me up against the wall. With his hips, he held me against the brickwork while one of his hands caught mine and held them above my head. His lips crashed down on mine violently, his tongue forcing its way inside my mouth. He ground his erection against me, making me wet and needy for him. I was turned on by the idea that I couldn’t escape from him, and I moaned into his mouth. He returned my moan with a growl. He tore his mouth from mine, leaving me to whimper my frustration.
“No, I haven’t.” His voice rumbled against my ear.
“W… what?” I gasped.
“No boxers.” He panted. “I’m not wearing any. Dammit, woman. I lose all control around you. And your thoughts. Jesus, I think you’re trying to give me a permanent hard-on.”
My jaw went slack, eyes wide at his admission.
“Oh… um, sorry. I’ve never had this effect on a guy before.”
My nipples were so hard they were sore, and my pussy was weeping so much I thought I’d have to change my panties.
“Donna, please…” He sounded in pain.
“You need to show me how to keep my thoughts to myself. I can’t help losing control around you.”
He kissed me softly, and I tried not to notice when he attempted to readjust his jeans. But he was so hard, no way was he going to be able to cover it up… not that I minded. He groaned again, grabbed my hand, and headed down to the end of the huge garage. There were indeed four cars there. I wasn’t interested in them, so I took no notice. But as soon as my eyes landed on a sexy chrome and black mean machine, I was interested.
“Wow, what a beautiful bike.”
I let go of Antoine’s hand and ran my fingertips over the bodywork. It gleamed, and I guessed this was what he’d been working on with Mac.
