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Now, Lorelei was dressed and ready to go, looking like she might explode from excitement. I loved seeing her enthusiasm because riding was something special to me, and I wanted to share it with her.

Once I’d donned a pair of leather pants, a long-sleeve Henley, my vest, and a pair of boots, I grabbed my keys, and we made our way out to the garage.

My deep-blue Harley Roadster was parked in the second spot in my garage. The rest of my inventory was in a separate structure behind the house.

“Wow,” Lorelei breathed when she spotted my hog.

“Just wait,” I told her with a wink. “Here.” I grabbed my extra helmet and put it on her head, then adjusted the strap so it fit. Then I mounted the bike before giving her instructions. “Sit close, hold on tight, lean slightly backward when we stop, and just let your body flow naturally into turns, okay? Basically, do what I do. Tap my chest twice if you have a problem, and I’ll pull over.” She nodded, and her smile was big and bright as I helped her get onto the bike behind me.

“Let’s ride.”



Riding behind Grey was amazing, but being swept off my feet by him when we returned was even better. His arms felt like heaven wrapped around me, and I loved how strong he was as he carried me as though it was nothing.

I didn’t want to let go as he kneeled to place me on the bed. Instead, I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Baby, I can’t put you down if you’re tightly wound around me like that,” he said, laughing into my neck.

“I don’t want you to let me go,” I whispered.

“Well, someone has to take care of your legs. Don’t want you to hurt because I put you on the back of my bike for too long.” He pulled back with a wicked gleam on his face. “I’d rather have you not walking straight from something else.”

He kept his heated gaze on mine as he slowly laid me down on the bed, his rough fingers grazing my legs. Even through my jeans, I could feel his heat, and I wanted so much more.

Slowly, he shucked off my boots, and then his hands were back on my legs, inching up my thighs. The friction of my jeans rubbed against my sensitive skin, and a low moan escaped my lips.

“You like that? Where do you want me to touch to set off my little firecracker?” he murmured.

He may have asked the question, but his hands were already trailing to the apex of my thighs before I had the chance to answer.

“There’s good,” I whispered.

“Here?” One of his hands softly brushed just at the inside of my thigh. Then he pressed the other hand over my clothed pussy and whispered, “Or here?”

I arched into his touch, my hips automatically lifting off the mattress toward his awaiting hand. “I see my girl has a greedy pussy.”

“Is that who I am? Your girl?” I managed to breathe, my words catching as my body trembled.

“Do you want to be my girl?” he whispered into my lips. “Because if we do this, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine, understood?”

“Yes.” I barely managed to get out the words before his lips devoured mine. Hungry like I was his last meal. “Um, Grey?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“I should probably tell you…um…I haven’t…um…”

Grey paused and jerked back, staring down at me with a stunned expression.

“Are you a virgin, my little firecracker?”

My cheeks heated, and I glanced away, only to have him grasp my chin and force me to meet his eyes. “Yes,” I whispered.

“Fuck,” he breathed. “I…all mine.”

I was confused by his reaction, and he must have noticed because he traced my lips softly and crooned, “You’re all fucking mine, Lorelei. Nothing would change how much I want you but knowing I’m the only one…it’s hot as fuck.”

Relieved, passion flooded my body again and I pulled his shirt so he was flush with my body but feeling him through his clothes wasn’t enough. I pawed at his shirt, desperate to get it off.

He chuckled again as he helped me tug it off and toss it aside. Running my fingers down the curves of his abs, I made sure to trace every line, committing it to my memory.

Then he slowly unbuttoned his jeans, freeing his massive erection. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of the drop of precome at the tip. Licking my lips as I lowered my hand, I wrapped my palm around his shaft, but it barely fit. “Holy crap.”

Grey groaned, tipping his head back before he grabbed my wrist to stop my exploration. “Baby, you feel so good when you do that, but I need to take care of you first.”

His hungry eyes stayed locked on mine as he pinned my wrist above my head. With his other hand, he quickly unbuttoned my jeans, yanking them down with my panties until my pussy was bare to him.

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