Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
It took a few seconds for her to find the footrests. As she squirmed around, panicking that she was so uncool, Wraith’s large hand wrapped around her thigh. He guided her leg to the right place, easily controlling her jerky movements without any apparent judgement.
“You’ve got this,” he assured her calmly.
“Thanks,” she whispered and relaxed.
His hands pulled hers in front of him, tugging her arms around his powerful torso. “Hold on, Caroline. Lean the way I do, even if it seems scary. I’ve got you. I’ll keep you safe.”
Adam shouted from across the parking lot where Caroline’s car sat. “You can’t kick me out for waiting for my wife. Call the police. I’m not leaving.”
Wraith kicked the stand up into place and eased the bike out of his spot. Dismissing her concern about her ex, she decided she’d missed too much already while married to him. Caroline hugged herself to him, burying her nose in his back. She inhaled Wraith’s masculine scent as they crept through the parking lot. Stiffening her resolve, Caroline didn’t glance toward the growing commotion on the other side of the lot. Adam was on his own.
Riding with Wraith was both terrifying and exhilarating. Corners were the scariest. If she’d been able to unlock her hands from where they were frozen around Wraith’s waist, Caroline was sure she could have touched the pavement whizzing by a scant foot away. She definitely couldn’t concentrate on anything else as they sped through town.
On a long, straight stretch, Caroline relaxed a bit. The roar of the motor between her legs built heat inside her—both sexy arousal and actual warmth. She understood what all the MC romance books meant by the throbbing engine against her most private space. Caroline didn’t know what was more arousing, holding on to Wraith’s hard body or feeling the vibrations.
She shifted her hands slightly and froze. Caroline couldn’t mistake what she’d touched. Without thinking, she stroked her fingers over the thick shaft. A powerful hand clamped over hers.
“You’re going to make me drop the bike, Temptress,” he yelled back to her.
She’d never be able to look at him again. Caroline tried to draw her hands back to hold on to his waist, and Wraith tugged her into position again.
“You don’t want me to pull this bike over.”
The implied threat in there didn’t scare her. His stern tone sent an extra thrill through her. Caroline tried to relax, but the new sensations, scents, and views excited her. She could love riding on a bike if she got to hang on to Wraith.
“One-night stand, remember,” she told herself firmly.
A thought popped into her head. Why hadn’t she said something earlier? “Do you need directions?”
“What?” he shouted back to her over the motor.
“Directions?”
“I’ve got it,” he assured her and turned off the main road.
How much had he memorized from her driver’s license? Oh, my God! He knew her weight. That panicked thought reverberated in her head for a few more turns. He doesn’t care. He’d had her private information from the beginning.
She relaxed against him once again. He lifted one hand from the handlebars to wrap it around her leg, squeezing it slightly. Wraith caressed the length of her thigh. She noted that his were larger than hers. That shouldn’t make a difference, she told herself, but it did. Caroline liked big, burly guys. Unfortunately, they all seemed to go for the petite cheerleader type.
She crossed her fingers, hoping to have one magical night with the drop-dead gorgeous man. It was her turn to get the guy. Even if it was for a short time. Caroline had realized looking back she should have listened to that voice in the back of her mind. She was definitely going to heed its encouragement now.
He turned into the condos where she now rented. Getting away from her previous house was the best thing that could have happened. It didn’t hold good memories for her.
“I’m in the third one on the left. You can park in the garage if you’d like,” she told him.
He turned into the driveway and steadied the bike so she could dismount and enter the garage door code. Wraith also caught her when she got off-kilter. He didn’t make a big deal of it but wrapped his arms around her until she had her vibrating legs back under control.
“Thanks,” she whispered, staring into his dark eyes.
“Go open the door. I don’t want an audience when I make you come,” he told her, patting her full bottom.
“Oh!” What could she say to that? The combination of his blunt words and intimate touch did funny things to her inside. Caroline dashed to the controls and keyed in her code. The garage door didn’t move. Panicking, she tried it one more time. Still nothing. Crap! Wanting to whack herself on the forehead, she remembered to push the star that activated the connection. Slowly, the door inched upward.