Daddy By Surprise. Pat Warren
getting much closer. Beneath her hands, she could feel his ribcage under the thin cotton shirt he wore. Her breasts were flattened against his back, her head turned to the side and pressed to him. This was definitely not how she remembered her last ride in her college days.
Fighting a grin she couldn’t see anyway, Devin started the Harley down the drive as he raised his feet. She’d all but disappeared against his back so that he couldn’t see her in his rearview mirrors. But he could feel her.
Despite the thrumming of the bike, he could feel her heart rapidly beating against his back, could feel the soft flesh of her breasts as they pressed through the thin material of her blouse. He could feel her small, capable hands gripping his shirt in front as if holding on to a lifeline. And he could feel her warm breath as she exhaled in short puffs, revealing her anxiety.
“You okay?” Devin shouted, glancing over his shoulder as he swung onto Thomas Road.
‘Fine,” Molly answered, her voice quavery. The huge machine seemed to hum with a life of its own, causing her body to tremble in rhythm with it. Or was it the nearness of the man plastered to her in a closeness she never would have permitted off the cycle? She drew in a deep breath and smelled soap and the clean scent of man. She felt her heart gallop even faster.
Unbidden, Molly felt her senses stir and come alive. Here she was, curled around a very masculine form after vowing she’d never again put herself in that position. And worse yet, her traitorous body was enjoying the ride far more than her cautious mind. Swallowing hard, she closed her eyes.
Would they never get there? Molly wondered.
Devin wondered if he dared take a circuitous route, whether or not she’d notice. He found himself not wanting to stop, let her off and watch her walk away. Despite all his protests to the contrary, his constant affirmations that work had to come first, he had to admit that he was losing the battle. Not until recently did he realize how very much he’d missed the closeness of a woman.
Boiling it down even further, the nearness of this woman. For there was something about Molly that had him thinking soft thoughts, daydreaming, planning seductions. He wanted to sneak past all the barriers she’d put up since her divorce. He wanted to know more about her so he could figure how best to approach her. He wanted her to willingly and knowingly put her arms around him, not just because she didn’t want to fall off his bike. Now that he’d had the pleasure of being close to her, he wanted more.
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