Damien slows the bike to a stop in front of a dimly lit lounge tucked away on a side street. Kicking the stand down and powering off the engine, he glances to Eshe from over his shoulder. “Ready to dismount?" She removes her helmet with a cheeky grin, responding to his question.
“Only if you want me to," squeezing her thighs against his, heat radiates from the leather seat warming both their cores.
“The vibration from this thing is crazy…" She trails off, snaking her free hand to the front of his torso while resting her cheek against his shoulder. Placing a hand on top of hers he leans back gently, meeting her sight from over his shoulder.
“It's nothing like the vibration from my other ride," he removes the key from the engine and zips it into his pocket, retrieving the helmet from Esh
