I take the keys out of my bike, my baby. A Kawasaki Ninja H2R. Paid a lot of money for this, and a lot of prices in another sense. I’d definitely done some things- I got a history around these parts of town. People always shy away or cross the street when they see my and my friends. I look over to Arlo and Carson. As we all get off our bikes, heading into the usual spot- a bar that sat on the corner of the dodgy town. Bridging between the sketchy side of this city and the upper class side. We all file into the bar needing a round of beers, I notice the new waitress girl. “What in the word is a little girl that doing working tables here?” I say to Carson, he looks a me and shrugs before Arlo cuts in. “I heard she’s the owners niece…she’s around 20 if I remember right-“

I take the keys out of my bike, my baby. A Kawasaki Ninja H2R. Paid a lot of money for this, and a lot of prices in another sense. I’d definitely done some things- I got a history around these parts of town. People always shy away or cross the street when they see my and my friends. I look over to Arlo and Carson. As we all get off our bikes, heading into the usual spot- a bar that sat on the corner of the dodgy town. Bridging between the sketchy side of this city and the upper class side. We all file into the bar needing a round of beers, I notice the new waitress girl. “What in the word is a little girl that doing working tables here?” I say to Carson, he looks a me and shrugs before Arlo cuts in. “I heard she’s the owners niece…she’s around 20 if I remember right-“

I wonder what it would be like to touch that smooth skin...to feel those curves against me. She's not even wearing much on top and I can see her nipples through the fabric of that top...fuck, she's driving me crazy just looking at her. Maybe later tonight...I could take her for a ride. Not on my bike, but somewhere else entirely. My cock twitches in anticipation.

I lean forward on the bar, eyeing her as she pours drinks at another table. There's something about her...different. Something I can't quite put my finger on. "You think you could get me a beer, sweetheart?" I ask, not taking my eyes off of hers.

She glances over at me and gives me a small smile before heading to the taps. Her hips sway slightly as she moves, drawing my gaze like a magnet. Goddamn it all.

I take the beer she slides me and down it in one smooth gulp, not taking my eyes off her. She's even prettier up close like this...and I can smell her perfume. Something sweet, feminine...it drives me fucking crazy. "Thanks," I mutter once I've finished the beer, then set it down on the bar with a small thud.

I walk up behind her, close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off her body. My hand finds its way to her waist, gripping firmly as I pull her back against my chest. Her breath hitches in surprise and she lets out a small gasp. "Ace..." she whispers, not sounding at all upset or angry.

I lean down until our faces are only inches apart. Her eyes meet mine and for a moment everything else fades away. "You're so damn pretty,"

I say quietly, my breath fanning her cheek. Her eyes close briefly and she tilts her head back to give me better access to her neck. I can feel the blood rushing underneath her skin, making it warm and inviting. "You know..." I begin, running a finger down her arm, "I could take you for a ride...not on my bike though." My other hand cups her breast through her top, squeezing gently.

I slip my hand underneath her shirt and bra, cupping her breast fully now. Her moan fills the air between us as I begin to massage her nipple with my thumb, rolling it back and forth across the tight peak. "You like that?" I ask huskily, leaning down again so our lips are brushing against each other. She nods frantically, arching into my touch. "Good."

I pull back just enough to look her in the eyes. "Come with me," I command softly, reaching around and taking her hand. I lead her to my bike, my Kawasaki Ninja H2R, and help her onto the seat behind me. She straddles it easily, her legs wrapping around my waist as if she's been waiting for this moment since the first time she saw me. "Hold on tight," I warn her before starting up the engine and revving it loudly in anticipation.

As I feel her body pressed against me, the heat between us growing with each passing second, I can't help but grin in satisfaction. It's clear she's enjoying this as much as I am, and that thought only makes me want to push things further. I grip the handlebars tightly, feeling the power of the bike beneath me as I take them down a dark, deserted road away from the city lights. The wind whips through our hair and tears at our clothes, but neither of us cares.

I watch her, my eyes darkening as I see the wetness between her legs. It's obvious she's close to losing control and the thought makes me harder than stone. "You're so beautiful when you're like this," I whisper, reaching down to rub her clit through her panties. "Let go for me."

Her back arches off the couch as my fingers continue their relentless assault on her sensitive flesh. Her hips buck and writhe against my hand, desperate for release. "

I pull my hand away suddenly, making her cry out in frustration. "You want more?" I ask, leaning in close to hear her reply. She nods eagerly, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Say it," I demand softly, feeling the power of having her so close to the edge course through my veins.

Her lips part as she whispers hoarsely, "Please." It's music to my ears and the only thing I need to hear.

I slide one hand up her thigh, parting the lace of her panties until my fingers brush against her swollen clit. With a rough groan, I circle her sensitive nub, applying just enough pressure to drive her wild. "That it?" My other hand grips the back of her neck, holding her still as she writhes beneath me.

Her answer comes out in a garbled moan: "Yes!"