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wanted.”
    “What changed your mind?” Now he was curious. She seemed perfectly stable, but then you never knew what lurked beneath the surface. He was a prime example.
    “Well, that’s part of the long story. Maybe I’ll tell you one day, but not now. It’s…well…it’s a little too personal.” Her embarrassed stammer told him there was more to her story, but he let it slide.
    Nodding, he reached behind him and unhooked the helmet he’d strapped to his sissy-bar. “Here. This is like the one you picked out, but a little bit more your size.” Taking it from him, she slid it on, looking top heavy and awkward. Chuckling, he leaned in adjusting the chin strap until the device was firmly in place. Breathing in deeply, he inhaled her fresh spicy scent. It was slightly exotic, and he could just imagine it combined with the sexy scent of her aroused pussy.
    “Okay, slide on,” he instructed, forcing himself from his lusty daze.
    Blinking, she had to hop to get her short leg over the tall bike. Once in place behind him, she tensed. He felt her stiffen as she tried to keep from snuggling in too close.
    He chuckled and caught her under the knees. Yanking her forward, he brought her flush with his backside. The damp heat of her pussy slammed into the firm edge of his butt. Inhaling sharply, he tried to ignore the sensitive tips of her breas t , brushing his back.
    Ignoring her antics, he kicked the bike into gear. He knew she was fighting to maintain her distance, and he let her. That would change quickly enough.
    “Hang on!” he ordered, and the sleek machine beneath them lurched forward like a panther springing to life.
    She shrieked in his ear, and Gabe felt her throw her arms around him as if clinging for dear life.
    To his dismay, her fear only lasted for a few seconds. As they flew through the darkened city streets, she came to life behind him. The wind whistled by them, carrying her bubbling laughter with it through the cool night. Every nerve ending was alive with sensation, awakened by the rumbling machine underneath them and the sparking desire beginning to burn between them. Lord, he needed to get laid. She was beautiful yes, but he’d known beautiful women before. They used to be part of his daily life. What was it about her that sent him over the edge? He had to get her off this bike and away from him before he completely embarrassed himself.
    Easing off the road into a parking lot teeming with motorcycles and rough-looking characters, he parked the bike and shut off its powerful engine.
    “Where are we?” she questioned, slowly easing back from him.
    “You want to be a biker, might as well visit a biker bar,” he answered. This should send her running scared. The Rusty Screw was one of the roughest bars in town. He watched her swallow nervously as her gaze swept the assorted characters streaming from the parking lot into the teeming bar.
    “I didn’t chicken out, and our deal was for dinner,” she hedged.
    “I doubt you’d want to eat anything you found in here anyway.” He chuckled. “Come on, little girl, time to come out and play.” Turning, he walked boldly toward the door, leaving Danny to scramble after him. He instantly regretted leaving her behind. He was suddenly aware of the interest she generated. She was young, beautiful, curvy, and completely unaware . He could practically see the vultures circling.

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    Danny eyed her surroundings with a wide curious gaze. Heavy rhythmic music screamed from the jukebox, and the clack of pool balls echoed off the dirty, poster-covered walls. The sounds of people, laughing and carrying on, cut through the thud of the music. Once again she was seized by a momentary burst of fear, which quickly burned away by the fascinating sensations rushing over her.
    He led her to the bar, pulling out a well-worn stool and nodding for her to sit. With a wry look, she jumped up and turned a large smile toward the handsome bartender. The man’s appreciative