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“Cherokee. Originally from south Georgia but raised out west.”
“That’s why you don’t sound like everybody else around here,” she observed.
Ryder shrugged, “Maybe.”
“Is that where your name came from? Or is Ryder a club nickname?” she went on, walking around his bike, studying it from every side.
She was smart, Ryder would give her that.
“Nickname, yes. From the club? No,” Ryder answered.
Jenna’s eyes went wide, “Nowthatsounds like a story.”
Ryder grinned, “The girl with the stories.” He mounted up and held out his helmet, “You ready?”
Jenna put on the helmet, and Ryder reached out to help her with the strap.
“What about you?” she asked.
“I’ve got another one at home. We’ll ride out and pick it up.”
Ryder held her hand while she threw a leg over and settled against him. Her feminine heat hit his ass, and her tits pressed against his back as she put her arms around him.
He pulled her even closer and threaded her hands over his abs. “Hold tight,” he said.
His cock throbbed against the zipper of his jeans, and it was the sweetest torment Ryder could remember.
This close, he could smell her. Shampoo or perfume, he wasn’t sure, but it was floral and wild, just like her.
“How far to home?” Jenna asked.
“Some miles,” Ryde answered, starting the engine.
The rumble vibrated between his thighs, and he heard Jenna suck in a breath.
He smiled. This would be the best ride of his life.
Chapter Ten
Felt That in My Ovaries
Jenna
“We never made it to his house, but the ride wasamazing. Can’t believe I’ve never done that before,” I called from the shower.
“So what’s the occasion tonight?” Cassie asked, leaning against the vanity in my bathroom.
“I don’t think they need an excuse to party,” I said. “So I don’t think there is one.”
“Okay, I’m picking your outfit,” Cass said, getting lost in my walk-in closet.
I rinsed conditioner out of my hair and went withextensiveshaving.
Nothing wrong with feeling sexy, whether I planned to do anything with it or not.
My first bike ride was cut short by one of Georgia’s typical spring thunderstorms, but I couldn’t get the cocktail of freedom with an adrenaline chaser out of my mind.
Sitting snuggled up to Ryder with the wind whipping his hair, his abs tight under my hands, and my thighs wrapped around his was heady stuff.
