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“You ride with me.”
Smiling, she took a big drink of water. “Did you see those plantation homes? They looked like wedding cakes dotted across the fields. And the cypress trees. They’re just so…stately and giant.”
I shook my head and drank my own water. But as my gaze drifted upward, I noted that dark storm clouds were growing on the horizon. A thunderstorm was coming. I wanted to get Macy home before it hit.
“Let’s keep moving.”
Soon, with Macy holding me tight, we were back on the road. Before long, we headed back into New Orleans. The fields gave way to houses and shops.
I felt steadier. Having Macy pressed against my back had helped. She was safe and alive. I’d do whatever I had to in order to keep her that way.
The clouds continued to build.Fuck. We wouldn’t make it home.
I’d barely finished that thought when the heavens opened.
We were soaked in an instant. Macy squeezed me. As we stopped at some traffic lights, I glanced back.
She was laughing. Her white shirt was transparent and sticking to her skin, and she had her face tipped up to the sky.
My gut clenched so tight that it hurt. I’d never met anyone like Macy before. Someone who just enjoyed life, smiled, charged through anything negative, and found the good. She was like a sunflower, always following the sun.
She was like a firefly darting around and I wanted to hold her in my hand, and never let her go.
I just fucking wanted her.
The light changed, and I gripped the handlebars. As we reached the Warehouse District, the rain finally started to ease, the storm moving off to drench somebody else.
The brief reprieve from the humidity was over though, and I could feel it building again.
Or maybe it was just the raging desire inside me.
I reached my warehouse and thumbed the remote in my pocket. The garage door slid open. As I drove inside, the Harley’s engine echoed in the cavernous confines. I stopped the bike and shut off the engine. As I climbed off, the need inside me felt like the storm. Powerful, unstoppable. I pulled my helmet off.
“That wasamazing. The ride, the scenery, the storm.” She was still sitting on the bike, face flushed, mouth smiling. She pulled her helmet off, shaking her damp hair out.
Beautiful. She was temptation in a perfect package. My pulse was pounding in my head. I dropped my helmet, and it clattered on the concrete floor.
She jerked and her gaze flew to my face. Her smile disappeared. “Colt?”
I took her helmet and tossed it too. My gaze dropped to her shirt. It was completely see-through. I could see her lacy, white bra underneath, the dark smudges of her nipples. Reaching out, I cupped one breast.
Her lips parted.
“Had these pressing into my back the entire time, teasing me.”
She made a hungry, husky sound and pushed into my touch.
“Now this shirt isn’t hiding anything. These pretty tits are begging me to touch them. Suck them.”
“Yes.Please.”
She sounded far too sweet, begging me. I liked it. My cock was already harder than it had ever been. I pushed the neckline of her shirt down, then the cups of her bra. Her breasts popped free, pink nipples already hard.
I groaned. Beautiful breasts, beautiful nipples. “Baby, look how pretty you are.” I leaned down, and sucked one nipple into my mouth.
Whatever she moaned, I couldn’t make it out. All I could hear was her need. She wriggled, her hands plunging into my hair.
“I love your beard scraping my skin. I love your mouth on me.”
