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I cut him off by kissing him. There were no second thoughts about this. I’d fantasized about it too many times to second-guess it now. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back.

His lips trailed a path to my ear. “You’re gonna have to get naked, wild child.”

I gave him a sheepish grin. “This isn’t going to ruin your bike for you, is it? Mess with the suspension or something?”

He chuckled. “The only way this ruins my bike is that I might ride with a hard-on for the foreseeable future.”

I laughed. “What are you talking about?”

“I’ve never been on my Harley facing backwards, but I’m about to do that and watch you fuck me on it. Can’t wait to commit that to memory. Not a chance in hell I’ll ever look at my Harley the same way again, and it’s gonna make me hard every single time.”

I tore my fire-engine red sweater over my head. “By all means, let the cherry-popping and debauchery begin.”

He traced his fingers along the lace of my bra. “Fuck. This has to be the sexiest bra I’ve ever seen.”

I pushed toward him, thrilled that he appreciated the semi-open cups. The lace cut in the shape of iris blooms on each cup covered my nipples and most of my breast. “I know. It toes the line between functional and sexy bedroom lingerie. I’ve been saving it for a special occasion.”

His eyes flared. “You leave this on, baby…makes everything more satisfying…wasn’t that what you said about being dressed.”

My fingers fumbled with the button on his jeans for a moment before I grinned. “Sounds familiar. You need to start shucking clothes, too, mister.”

By the time I finally climbed back on Tundra’s bike, I thought I would combust.

“Stay standing, baby,” he said.

I did as he asked. He slid his hand between my legs and touched me.

“Just what I thought. Soaked. Ease down, baby.”

As gently as I could, I sat, but he kept his fingers where they were, gliding back and forth in a torturous rhythm.

“This is the wildest thing I’ve ever done.”

“That makes two of us. Be a good girl and show me you can ride that.”

I put my hands on his shoulders and rode his fingers. His brown eyes were molten on me. I leaned forward and kissed him.

He took control of the kiss while adding another finger. I whimpered into his mouth. When his thumb rubbed my clit, I threw my head back on a moan.

“Fuck, yeah. Hot. So damn hot.”

Then I felt his mouth at my nipple over my lace bra.

With one of my hands, I held him to me. “Oh God!”

He pulled his fingers free, then guided me onto his cock.

My eyes met his. “You feel even better without a condom.”

His brows rose. “Baby, I put the condom on before I got on the bike. You’re imagining things.”

I grinned. “I imagine I’m gonna come pretty fast, so I hope you’re close.”

He smirked. “You keep giving me a show, it won’t take long.”

His hands at my hips helped lift me up and I sank back down. I found my own rhythm and bounced on his thick cock, loving everything about this. Being naked in the middle of nowhere. Hearing our noises mingle with the sound of the birds. Popping his cherry and mine on his bike. Watching him watch me.

“Dammit woman, I’m close,” Tundra growled.