Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50402 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 252(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 168(@300wpm)
Even with the Shadowridge Guardians in the parking lot, Ivy took time to check all the security cameras. She definitely didn’t want history to repeat itself. None of the Guardians appeared in the displays. They were standing far from the exit of the building. Ivy knew they had the area perfectly under control, even if she couldn’t see them.
After exiting the building, Ivy pushed the door closed and waited to hear the security lock engage. With a goodnight to Virginia, Ivy headed for the man who waited for her.
“Should I follow you somewhere?” she asked, waving at her car.
“You’ll ride with me,” Steele stated firmly, holding up an extra helmet.
“But my car…”
“Your car was safe here for over a week. It will be okay overnight. You’ll ride with me.”
“O-Okay.” She allowed him to fit the helmet onto her head and buckle it securely.
“Does that feel okay? Not too tight?”
“No. It’s fine.”
“Flip the visor down when we get started. That will keep the wind and bugs out of your eyes.”
“Maybe…” She looked back at her car.
“You’re going to love this, Little girl. Trust me.”
That’s all it took. If Steele asked her to trust him, she was there. The massive man had never lied to her. Straightening her shoulders, she nodded.
“Good girl.” He stroked his hands over her shoulders before shrugging out of his leather jacket and helping her into the enormous garment. “When I lean, you lean. When we stop, you sit still. Got it?”
This time when she nodded, Steele patted her bottom before taking her purse. “Get on after me.”
He stowed her handbag in a saddlebag. She peeked but couldn’t see a stuffie hiding inside. With that taken care of, Steele swung a leg over the bike and started it with a powerful kick before knocking the stand back. Bracing the bike, he told her, “When you’re ready.”
She tried to be graceful as she followed his example, but Ivy felt completely uncoordinated. Thank goodness she’d chosen to wear pants that day. The oversized jacket was heavy and cumbersome by itself. If she’d tried to maneuver her way onto the seat in a skirt, she would have given someone a show. When she finally settled in place, Steele sat down as well. He pointed out the pegs for her feet and frowned at her pumps.
“I should have brought you some boots. I’ll ride carefully, Emerald Eyes. I don’t want to scuff those designer shoes.”
“They’re not important, Steele. I’ve got three other pairs of black dress shoes at home.”
“Boots next time. Watch out for the pipes. They’re hot and will burn you.” She leaned to the side to see where he pointed and nodded.
“Is there more?” Ivy asked nervously.
“Now, it’s time for fun. Relax and enjoy the feeling of freedom. It’s time to fly.”
Steele patted her hand reassuringly and drew it from resting on her thigh to wrap her arm around his waist. Repeating the action on the other side, he tugged her forward, and she slid on the leather seat to rest against his back—and his backside. “Hold tight. Yell in my ear if you need to stop for any reason.”
“I’m ready.” Ivy was proud there was only a small quiver in her voice.
The other men had mounted up when Steele started his bike. Storm and Bear eased into motion, and the others fell in behind them. Steele and Ivy were in the middle of the pack, with Doc next to her. She had a feeling the medic wanted to keep an eye on her.
The first few turns were scary, but Steele taught Ivy what to do by trapping her against his hard body. Soon she was so focused on the feel of the hot man in front of her that Ivy didn’t worry as they navigated through several streets. She tensed a little as they got on the interstate, but the group stayed together wrapped around her.
The buzz between her legs grew stronger at the faster rate. She clung to Steele as her body responded. Thankful the jacket covered her erect nipples, Ivy felt herself getting wet. She tightened her arms around his waist.
“Having fun?” he asked over his shoulder as he reached back with one arm to squeeze her thigh.
“Daddy,” she tried to whisper, but the wind whisked that away. Did he know what the vehicle was doing to her?
Ivy rested against him and tried to think of anything else. The scenery flew by, and she admired the flowering trees and green grass decorating the highway. Anything to tune out the continual buzz pressed against her most intimate spot.
Her hands bumped down below his waist when they bounced over a patch on the pavement. Steele controlled the bike perfectly, to her delight. Oh!
Her hands were pressing directly on his fly, the buttons bulging slightly as his cock responded to her touch. She had basically groped him without intending to touch him.