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I felt us go off-road as the bike jostled my bottom on the seat before coming to an abrupt stop. Talon shut down the engine and turned, scooping up my body as I wrapped my legs around his waist. My hands slid up his shoulders and around his neck as I buried my face in the hollow of his throat.
Rain pelted us as he ran, holding me with one arm as he kicked with his boot and shoved with his empty hand. A door flew open and crashed, almost at the exact moment lightning lit up the sky. Thunder boomed, rattling the walls around us.
He unbuckled the strap beneath my chin and lifted the helmet, dropping it on the ground before his hands gripped the back of my thighs, keeping me in place. “You okay?”
He sounded anxious. . .and worried. Did bikers ever worry about anything?
I couldn’t stop trembling enough to answer.
“Fuck. I’ve got a blanket in my saddlebags. I’ll try not to get it wet.” He set me down, rushing out of the structure he’d brought me into, and from what I could tell, we found a barn. An old, rickety barn with part of the roof missing. Water poured inside on the opposite side of where I stood, soaking a large pile of old hay and rusted farm tools.
I rubbed my arms as I shivered, too stiff to move.
Talon entered and slammed the door shut, latching the fraying rope attached to the handle onto a curved nail poking out from a nearby beam. He frowned as he approached, lifting the blanket and shaking his head.
“I need to get you warm. You’re soaked.” His gaze focused on my chest as I shivered, taking in my hard nipples as he blinked. He swallowed. Hard. “You need to strip.”
“S-strip?” I asked, teeth chattering, “like naked?”
He smirked. “Yeah, beautiful. We both need to lose the clothes fast.” He shrugged off his leather vest and draped it over a peg, dangling the blanket before me. “Come on. Don’t be shy.”
Sighing, I tugged on his shirt and managed to lift it over my head, followed by my tank top. It wasn’t easy. My shorts clung to my thighs, and I struggled with the material, growing flustered.
Warm hands rested on my hips. “Hey.”
I met his gaze, startled by the soft blue of his eyes and the hunger he didn’t hide. “I’m self-conscious,” I admitted.
“About?”
“My legs. They’re. . . big and flabby.”
His eyes narrowed. “Who the fuck told you that?”
“Uh,” I paused, trying not to tear up. “My stepdad, for one.”
He brought my body closer, slowly moving his hands toward my inner thighs. “You see this?”
I nodded, biting my lip.
“Fucking beautiful. Sexy. So goddamn delicious I want a taste.” He lowered his head, pressing a kiss to my chilled skin. “I’d gobble you up, baby, and enjoy every moment.”
My eyes widened.
“So, don’t ever,” he rose to his full height, “evertell me any part of your body isn’t fucking amazing because you turn me on.” To punctuate his point, he reached for my hand and held it to his crotch. . .and the massive erection tenting his wet jeans.
“Oh, God,” I gasped, wrapping my hand around his thick shaft. “You’re huge.”
“And all yours, whenever you want me.”
“You mean that?”
“I do.”
“In this barn?”
He nodded.
“On your bike?”
