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Just as I start to mount behind her, she lifts and unzips a cute little side pocket in her form-fitting black distressed jeans and removes her phone, holding it out to Hayes. “Take a picture with my phone and send it to Trenton?” she asks, teeth capturing the flesh at the inside corner of her lip bottom lip.

Flashing a silly grin, I slap her on the ass before she has time to plop back down. I really do love making people uncomfortable. Her long, black hair fans over her opposite shoulder as she slings her head around to narrow me with a cute glare. Next comes the amused smile and slow head shake. She balances on her tiptoes, freeing the foot pegs so I can prop up on one and get on behind her.

At first her hands rest loosely on the tops of her thighs, but as soon as mine go to her hips, her hands lift and kinda just hover awkwardly. “Um… What do I do with my hands?”

“What do you do with your hands, hot stuff?” I ask, chortling.

“Nothing I can do with you on my bike,” she volleys.

“Fair enough.” I wrap my hands around her waist, flick a mischievous glance at Hayes. His eyes widen behind rimmed glasses, taking the hint, and he launches the phone upward and aims it at us with lightning speed. When his eyes meet mine, ready, I move my hands up to her breasts, stick my tongue out, mouth open wide, and wink at her phone camera. Her hands immediately launch to mine, covering them. Hayes gives a thumbs up, a side-grin twitching on his lips. Memorialized.

Remi tilts her head down, gaze dropping to her cupped breasts. Her cheeks puff out, and she lets out a breath before leaning forward and doing what she knows best — simply placing her hands on the handlebars.

I lean forward with her, hands dropping back to a neutral position on the top of her thighs. The two of us look at the camera and… smile. Then she straightens, head still turned toward Hayes, and I pop a quick kiss on her cheek, knowing damn well neither Hayes nor Crow would put the phone down until we completely separate. Hell, knowing Crow, he probably recorded the entire thing, too.


Tags: Adell Ryan Hell for Leather MC Erotic