Ride Me Hard: A Biker Romance Serial (The Devil's Host Motorcycle Club Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Not without flashing my panties or possibly knocking into something I’m not supposed to touch. I’m not supposed to touch any of this. Not the bike. Not him. I don’t even know his name. Not that it matters. We aren’t going to be friends. He isn’t going to ask about my day and rub my feet. He’s going to… I shake my head against the filthy thoughts shimmering just beneath the surface. Me with my legs spread, him tearing down my… I take a step toward the bike and hesitate. It’s more like a mountain than a bike anyway. A sleek metal mountain, with chrome peaks and flat black valleys. “What do I—How do I—” And then he’s behind me, arms like tree trunks at my back and under my ass. I am falling and flying and so warm in his embrace as he lifts me up. Bereft when he plants me on the leather seat instead of bending me over it. “What’s your name? Should I even ask that? I shouldn’t.” He laughs, skimming his fingers down my leg, catching on my nylons, trailing sparks in the wake of his touch.
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