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the other side and followed them. She watched as Cutman mounted a motorcycle and started it. Mia joined him on the back and off into the night they went. Dragon threw his long leg over another motorcycle and kick-started it.
    “Here, put this on.” He handed her his helmet.
    “What about you?” Catherine asked. “You won’t have a helmet.”
    “Mia lives close by, so I’ll be fine. Just get on and hold tight,” Dragon said with a smile. It was one of those smiles that invited you to smile back. A smile that made a girl wonder what those lips would feel like on hers. Catherine pulled the helmet on and was engulfed in him. Dragon’s scent was captured in the helmet and it was like having his essence surround her.
    Catherine went to throw her leg over the bike, but had a problem. Her skirt wouldn’t let her. When Dragon turned to look back at what was causing her delay, his eyebrow rose in a question. Catherine gave up the modesty fight and pulled the skirt up higher until it was almost indecent, but it was the only way she could mount the bike. There wasn’t much room on the seat and her body rubbed against Dragon’s back as she made a slow slide down his body and onto the seat. Her breasts pressed flat against his back as she wrapped her arms around his waist and the bike surged forward smoothly.
    Catherine had never ridden a motorcycle before, but soon found it exhilarating. The cool air against her skin, the rumble of the powerful bike between her legs, and the feeling of being unrestricted and one with the starry night sky left her with such a feeling of freedom that she never wanted it to end.
    Too soon they arrived at Mia’s apartment. When they pulled up, Mia was giving Cutman a kiss and the twosome didn’t pull apart when they heard the other bike arrive. When they came to a stop, Catherine climbed from the back of the bike and Dragon followed. He discreetly looked away as she wiggled her skirt back down into place.
    “You don’t have to walk me to the door. It’s late and I’m sure you’re tired,” said Catherine.
    Dragon ignored her and walked her to the door anyway. “My mama raised me better than that. I’ll walk you to the door. It’s no big deal.” By this time Mia had gone inside of the apartment, leaving the door slightly ajar for Catherine. Cutman was climbing back on his bike as they walked by.
    “Good night, Kitty Cat,” he said as they passed. He chuckled and Catherine couldn’t help but smile back at him.
    “Good night, Cutman, and thank you,” she replied.
    When they reached the door, Dragon turned to face her, and they both glanced at Cutman, who quickly made a great show of studying the straps on his helmet before sliding it over his head, starting his bike, and riding off.
    Catherine offered her hand to Dragon. He smiled. “You don’t have a pitcher of beer hidden on you somewhere, do you? I wouldn’t appreciate a beer shower right about now.”
    Catherine shrugged. “As long as you don’t pinch my ass hard enough to leave a bruise, that shouldn’t be a problem.”
    Dragon frowned as he took her small hand into his own. “I didn’t realize that he had hurt you.” Dragon looked concerned. “I’m sorry I should have gotten to him sooner. Promise me that in the future, you will come to me if you are having a problem. I’ll take care of it. Don’t put yourself in danger Cat. I don’t want to see you get hurt.” He raised her hand to his mouth and kissed the inside of her wrist, where the pulse beat.
    Catherine felt the rough touch of his whiskers and the warmth of his moist breath a heartbeat before she felt the softness of his lips as they briefly brushed across her sensitive skin. Goosebumps spread across her flesh and she shivered. She was momentarily breathless. Deep down somewhere in her core, a drumming began it was somewhat tribal and instinctive. It was something she had never experienced before, and it spread to all parts of her body, heating and leaving