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“Really,” he says, giving me a quick peck on the lips before placing me on my feet. “I got Niko to grab the bike from the bar for me and I ordered a helmet and jacket for you. He told me they arrived here on Friday.”
“I’m so excited,” I confess. Ever since I saw Lorenzo on his bike back at school, I’ve had a fantasy of riding on it.
“Here, put these on,” he instructs, as he hands me a black leather jacket that fits perfectly. He steps closer to me, so I get a whiff of his cologne as he stares into my eyes and zips the jacket up. He clicks the extra buttons in as well. “Might get you to wearthis later,” his soft voice says, which makes my cheeks burn. His finger trails the pink colouring before he grabs the black helmet with two pink stripes on either side. He pulls my hair out of its ponytail, letting it flow down my back. The helmet squeezes my face as he pushes it on and clips it underneath, so it holds.
With a flick, the visor pops open and I return his smile as his heated eyes stare back at me.
“All you must do is hold on to me and lean with me. If you need me to stop, tap my stomach,” he instructs.
I nod and he grabs his own jacket and helmet and pulls them on. He hops on and then grabs my hand and helps me sit behind him. His hand pulls me closer and wraps my arms tightly around his waist.
“Hold on tight.”
“Okay,” I agree, and the loud thrum of the engine sends a giddy vibration through me. He eases us out of the shop and then takes off until he gets to the highway where he can pick up speed. My heart accelerates with the speed of the bike. I squeeze Lorenzo and hang on tight as he told me too. A thrill of excitement runs through me as I lose myself in the feel of wind whipping against us. Lorenzo’s driving is smooth and effortless, you can tell it’s second nature to him and he’s been doing it a long time.
I lose track of time as he coasts along down the highway before turning back and heading to his shop. It’s late afternoon by the time we get back and he turns the engine off.
“That was amazing,” I scream, as my ears adjust to less sound. He laughs at me as he helps me off the bike.
“Glad you enjoyed it. We might need to start every Sunday with a ride,” he says, as he shakes his jacket off and I do the same.
“That would be a dream,” I tell him, as his beaming smile grows. Once our helmets are off and placed on his worktable, hepulls me into him and wraps his arms around my waist. My head tilts back to look up into his eyes. His deep brown eyes flicker back and forth between mine as he tucks a stray hair behind my ear.
“Damn I’m crazy about you,” he whispers.
“I’m a little crazy about you too,” I whisper back.
“Only a little?” he teases.
My smile grows as I say, “Maybe a lot.” Without hesitation, his hand hooks under my thigh pulling me into his arms so my legs wrap around him. He walks us backwards as he takes my mouth and presses against the wall. Our hands fly into the other’s hair pulling and tugging as he grinds himself against me. When we part, we are out of breath.
“I need to get you home now because otherwise we are about to make a sex tape on my security cameras and I am not having that,” he grunts, as he carries me over to the car and puts me on my feet.
“Can you remove the tape? I think it would be hot to watch later,” I admit, which has his eyes widening.
“Yeah, I can remove it,” he softly says, which is all I need before my mouth slides over his. He moves us around the car, with our lips attached and lays me down on the bonnet. “I don’t think I’ll ever not feel like the luckiest man in the world,” his voice trails off, as if it was a thought, he didn't mean to say out loud.
“I’m just as lucky,” I say, as my fingers twist into his shirt pulling him down on top of me. From there it turns frantic as clothes are pushed up to gain access to skin. We caress and grab at each other, hungry. He makes quick work of removing my pants before he pushes his own down and positions me at the end of the bonnet before plunging in to my core.
Exhilaration fills me at the thought we could possibly get caught. Our movements are wild, and my hand touches thespot I need for release as he continues to thrust into me. The rushed frenzy adds to the sensation and my body explodes as my back arches. He increases his tempo and follows me with his own release after a few more pumps. His weight feels heavenly against me as we catch our breath.
His head lifts from where it was buried against my neck, a light perspire speckled across his skin.
“I’ll grab the tape and then we can head home for round two,” he says, as his eyes shine at me.
“Good thinking,” I tell him, which widens his smile. He pulls out of me, and we gather our clothes and redress quickly. He plants a quick kiss to my forehead before he jogs away and comes back a few minutes later waving a small tape at me which makes me shake my head at the thought of what just occurred. He brings out a side of me I never knew existed and I find myself loving this new version of me. It feels as if it's a part of who I was always meant to me, and it lay dormant all these years waiting for him to awaken it.
He hops in the driver's seat, hands me the tape and then we exit his garage taking the evidence with us. As he drives us back home, his hand rests on my thigh, running up and down in a lazy pattern. He knows the effect he has on me, as every hitch of my breath brings a chuckle out of him.
He pulls the parking brake up and is around my side of the door in a flash, pulling me from the car.
“Renzo,” I squeak, as he picks me up and carries me inside to our room. I bounce on the bed as he throws me onto the mattress. “What’s the hurry?” I squeal, my face hurts from the smile on it.
“I’m starving for you,” he states, before he whips his shirt over his head and discards his jeans. His hands are warm as they grip my ankles and slide me to the edge of the bed. In no time at all, he has me undressed and is satisfying his hunger withmy body. We spend the rest of our Sunday in our own blissful cocoon in our room before passing out from exertion.
Chapter Twenty Eight
Lorenzo
