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Adler shot a scowl at the porch. “Hold your fuckin’ britches, Harlan!” He looked down at me. “I swear, they can’t get shit done if I’m not in there.” He pulled me close and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. My breathing stopped, and my heart began to race at his close proximity. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
With that, he strode off back to the house, leaving me practically panting on my driveway just from a simple fucking little kiss and his body heat.
Lord help me.
Chelsea was blowing up my phone after I sent her a picture of my outfit for the night. I’d been told to dress casual, so that was what I was doing.
Chelsea:
You are not wearing leggings, are you?
Cecily, don’t you ignore me! You can’t wear leggings on a date with a man like Adler!
Goddammit, woman!
I snorted and shoved my phone in my purse just as Adler rode up on his bike. I knew he’d been driving a truck earlier. Did he really expect me to get on that? I thought he would’ve brought the freaking truck.
“Nervous?” he asked, striding toward me. I couldn’t see his eyes behind his shades, but I could feel them trailing over my body and drinking me in.
I arched a brow at him, looking up at him through my shades. He was standing close enough that I could feel his body heat radiating onto me, but we weren’t touching. “You expect me to get on that?” I asked him. “I’ve never ridden a motorcycle before, Adler.”
He held his hand out to me. “No better time to learn than now, sweetheart.”
I glowered at him. “If I get hurt—”
He stepped closer to me and gripped my chin in his long, calloused fingers, tilting my head up to look at him. So close together like this, his large, broad-shouldered frame was blocking the sun.
“You won’t get hurt, Cecily. I’ve been riding for years, and I’ve never had an accident. I’m a careful driver; I promise.”
I blew out a soft breath and followed him to his motorcycle, trusting him. He grabbed a small helmet and set it on my head before hooking the strap under my chin, his fingers making quick work of tightening it. “There.” He grinned. “I like you in a helmet, sweetheart.”
I winked at him. “Bet you’ll like me even better on this bike,” I teased, winking at him.
He groaned and straddled his bike. “Now, do the same thing I did,” he instructed.
Slowly, with one hand on his shoulder, I threw a leg over the seat. Then, I eased myself onto the bike. I squeaked in surprise when he reached back and hooked his hands behind my knees, yanking me against his back. “Wrap your arms tight around me,” he instructed.
Once my arms were wrapped tightly around his waist, my hands pressed firmly to his abdomen and my legs squeezing his thighs, he turned the bike around and eased it down my driveway, letting me get the feel of the beast beneath me.
When we hit the open road, I swore I’d never felt anything better in my life.
It was so freeing.
I giggled, wiping a drop of ketchup from my chin. “Can you not?” I asked him. We were laying on the grass at a drive-in movie, eating fries and burgers from one of the food trucks, and we were having an amazing time getting to know each other. I couldn’t begin to recall anything happening in the movie.
Adler chuckled and nuzzled my neck. I giggled again, hiking up my shoulder. Thankfully, this time I wasn’t trying to shove a fry into my mouth when he did it. “I like that you’re so ticklish along your neck.” He then suddenly sucked my earlobe into his mouth and nipped on it. I gasped and sank my teeth into my bottom lip, swallowing a moan as a shudder wracked through my body. “Wonder how you’d like it if I just did this—”
His tongue suddenly swiped along my neck. The moan slipped out before I could stop it, my heart thumping hard in my chest. Then, he cupped the side of my face and turned my head, capturing my lips with his. I sighed into the kiss, and he wrapped an arm around me, yanking me onto his lap so I straddled his thighs.
“Is this the part of the evening…” I choked on a whimper when he ground me against his shaft, letting me feel how hard he was, “that you fuck and then run later on tonight?”
He chuckled and gripped the back of my neck, dragging my lips back to his. When he licked into my mouth, I forgot my own fucking name.
“Oh, we’ll fuck, sweetheart,” he growled, his voice nothing more than a low rumble from his chest, “but I’m not running.”
