Chapter 18 - 18. The Weekend Away (1/2)

”Gary just drive it baby....” She was handing me her car keys. Feeling like a truly boy toy already, I was trying to hold myself back, because I really wanted to be with her. My ego was constantly trying to break free, and push her down and be the fighter that I am and demand my wins and always be on top.

She didn't realize that what she considered as her convenience like going to her mountain villa and driving her expensive car, that those were actually the things that put me in perspective of where I stood in this arrangement. None other but her boy toy. It hurt my ego, but she was like a drug to me. I think, I was becoming addicted to her.

”Have you ever ride a bike before?” I took her car key and put it inside the kitchen drawer. She was raising her eyebrow at me.

”No, because of safety issues...”

I started kissing her,and put my hands on her back, making her m.o.a.n.e.d to my touches.

”You can Google it, if you don't believe me, but there are more dangerous things than riding a bike. Even the death rate from influenza, is way higher than motorcycle accidents. Then there's drug overdose, even s.e.x is more dangerous than riding a bike, the rate of s.e.x.u.a.lly transmitted infections are rising every year. Motorcyclists are getting more aware, and careful with their gear and maintenance. Then there's owning a gun, and I really have to mention reckless driving with people using their phone in the cars. Seriously I could go on and on...” I kept on kissing her and giving her sensual touches.

I could feel her starting to give in, as she started m.o.a.ning my name over and over again.

”Try it once, feel the wind and the freedom. Taste the adrenaline as the engine roared under you. It's too f.u.c.k.i.n.g s.e.xy to resist. You have to try it at least once. Just pack the essentials, it's only for one night. I'll get my tank bag out.”

She sighed and finally said her yes, I gave her my other helmet and my very tight fit leather jacket, which still looked oversize on her. But it would keep her warm from the wind. She pouted, as she saw herself on the mirror.

”You're still cute baby, let's go. I can't wait to feel your arms around me when we speed off to the mountains.” I laughed as she looked tense already.

”Are you absolutely sure about this? Maybe we should just stay here.”

”Do you trust me Megan?” I cupped her face and looked into her eyes.

”Strangely I do. I really should have my head checked for this. Too many variables, too many things that could go wrong....” She started babbling then I cupped her a.s.s, squeezed them and kiss her deeply, tasting her sensually until we were both panting.

”Okay...okay...let's do this. I'm handing you my life here. Don't f.u.c.k it up okay.”

”I won't mistress.” I whispered in her ear, making her g.r.o.a.n.e.d and kissed me one more time, until we finally left my apartment.

It was true, it was her first time riding a motorcycle. ”Boots, we should get you one of those for next time, those heels are s.e.xy but won't keep you safe.”

”I'm not sure there would even be a next time. This bike is freakishly high off the ground Gary! How am I supposed to balance my body in this thing?! Oh God! I'm so f.u.c.k.i.n.g insane for doing this....” She was really cute when she was nervous.