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“Change of plans. We’re going to Magic’s Bar,” Ezra said and looked grumpy.
Excited, I clapped my hands together. “Really!” I squealed, making Ezra startle.
I’d heard about Magic, but I’d never dared visit on my own. It was the one place in Rapid City that was neutral, and Magic was a legend.
Ezra’s smile returned as my excitement showed.
“You wanna go visit Magic?” he asked gently as he moved towards me and cupped my face.
“Are you for real? Magic is a freaking legend. Of course, I’d never visit on my own. But with you, sure!” I squeaked.
“Then we’re going to see the fuckin’ maniac,” Ezra said with a sigh.
“Come on!” I cried, grabbing Ezra’s hand and pulling him towards the door. I grabbed my keys and shoved them into my jeans pocket as I pushed Ezra out the front door and slammed it shut. Ezra was laughing as I chivvied him down the drive towards the bike.
Only, once I saw the beast, I froze. The Harley was huge. How the hell was I meant to get on with it?
Ezra reached it first and pulled a black leather jacket out and then unstrapped a helmet from the seat.
“These are Lindsey’s old ones, but they should fit you,” he said as I eyed them dubiously. That half smile was back as he helped me into the leather coat, which was really cool. It had buckles and zips and everything. I put the helmet on, and Ezra thumped the top to make sure it was on properly. Worried, I returned to eyeing the beast.
“The bike won’t bite,” Ezra teased as he swung a leg over and straddled it. “Place a foot here, hold on to me, and swing yourself up.”
Ezra pointed to a pedal… stand… heck if I knew what it was called and showed me where to place my foot.
I cautiously did as I was told and ended up seated behind him. Wow, I hadn’t fallen off the other side.
“Hang on tight,” Ezra ordered, yanking me forward.
My pelvis settled against his great backside, and I shunted back a little, thinking I was too close.
Ezra immediately grasped my thighs and yanked me forward so my breasts pushed up against his back.
“Lean into the turns with me and place your feet there. Don’t want you getting burned on the exhaust. You want something, tap my stomach three times, otherwise, baby, wrap yourself around tight. I know you’ve seen Phoe and the others holding their hands in the air, but this is your first time,” Ezra said.
I nodded against his back.
The bike roared to life, and I felt a thrum run through my body. Damn, was the bike vibrating? Ezra walked us backwards off my drive and then started out slowly to give me time to get used to it.
As he sped up, I clutched him stringently, frightened I might rock the motorbike and cause us to crash, but I soon realised that it was safe. I didn’t like the way some cars got close, but Ezra handled the bike beautifully.
As soon as he hit the open road, he opened the bike up, and I screamed in joy. Ezra tapped my hands, and I offered a thumbs-up and a squeeze.
Jesus, why had I never been on a bike before? It was so liberating I could perceive the beauty of riding. No wonder Rage looked happy when I saw them riding in a group. This was a miracle. This was freedom and being at one with the road. Shit, I didn’t have the vocabulary to describe the overwhelming feeling. And add to that the vibrations, which were doing things to my lady parts, and I understood why bikers wanted sex so much. Hell, I’d pull over and jump Ezra’s bones right now.
We rode for ages, heading into the Black Hills, and finally, Ezra pulled up at a bar that I would avoid, even in daylight. The car park had about eight or nine cars in it, but there were at least thirty bikes present.
A shiver of apprehension ran through me.
Ezra helped me dismount and then swung off himself.
The slight fear I felt didn’t stop me yanking the helmet off and throwing myself in his arms. Happy, I dragged Ezra’s head down for a kiss and plastered myself against his body.
Ezra’s hands cupped my ass as he sank into the kiss, and when he lifted his head, he was smiling.
Ezra
Damn, look at Dana. She was fuckin’ glowing. He’d known it, deep down, that Dana was made to ride a bike, and fuck, Ezra was correct. Dana had fallen in love with riding. Her eyes were alight with joy and also desire, but she was just… fuckin’ glowing. There was no hiding Dana’s beauty now. It poured out of her. And stunned him speechless.
