when they hit the road
and a car zoomed pass, so close that Dani’s heart leaped into her throat and
she couldn’t even scream. “Please, Storm, please,” she whimpered, “This is
scary. I want to stop.” This wasn’t Dani the practical, Dani the brave. This
was Dani the wimp but she didn’t care if the whole world knew it. She just
wanted to get off that motorcycle and on to solid ground. Now.
Storm must not have heard her because he kept on
going, slow and steady at first then a little faster until he was keeping up
with the rest of the traffic and passing some of the slower cars on the road.
To his credit, he did not take the ramp that led to the highway even though
that route would have made for a far more exhilarating ride. Instead, he
turned off the main road and headed for a side road with just the odd car or
van passing by.
They rode for several more miles and with each passing
minute Dani’s tension eased until she was pressed against Storm, not out of
fear, but simply because she was reveling in this one chance she was getting to
hold him close. Finally, they arrived at a wide open field with strips of
paved road stretching for miles. It looked like an abandoned airport with
runways that now lay bare. It was here that Storm let his baby fly.
Dani screamed but this time it was from the thrill of
racing down a runway at full speed, feeling like they were in a plane ready to
take off. With her adrenalin pumping, her heart racing and her mouth gone dry,
all she could do was cling to Storm and shriek.
When he finally slowed the super powerful machine and
pulled it off the runway Dani was panting like a dog in need of water. She
slid off the back of the motorbike, unbuckled her helmet and staggered over to
the grassy bank where she flopped down.
Storm laughed at her dramatic departure then he set
the bike to stand, took off his helmet and went to sit beside her in the
grass. He looked like he was trying to seem casual but he, too, was breathing
hard.
Dani looked up at him as he leaned over her and she
burst out in uncontrollable laughter. She had never felt so exhilarated in her
life. This man had scared her half to death and then he had dragged her over
the edge, past her fear, and into a daredevil realm that had her wanting more.
When her laughter finally died down she was still breathless. “That was the
greatest,” she whispered as she stared up into his laughing dark eyes.
But then as she stared up at him something in his eyes
changed. The laughter disappeared and he was looking down at her with an
intensity that took her breath away.
As he lowered his head, blocking the sky from view,
she closed her eyes and stayed still, afraid to move and break the spell.
And then she felt it, his mouth pressing against hers,
firm yet mobile, demanding her response.
And she gave it. She responded with an eagerness that
surprised her. She must still be high from the ride because, instead of
pulling away in shock, she pressed her lips against his and her hands slid up
and around his back.
He must have taken that as license to go farther
because his tongue teased then probed and then he was plundering her mouth with
a fervor that spoke of pent-up passion.
Dani answered in kind, kissing back boldly, giving in
to the raw desire that flooded through her. Then she was clinging to him,
pulling him into her, drowning in the feel of his rock-hard chest against her
breasts.
When he drew back to look down at her she moaned,
wanting more of the same. Her nipples were hard as pebbles and she could feel
a trace of moisture between her legs. Even if she were of a different mind
there was no denying it. Her body wanted him. But now he was moving away from
her, taking his sweet lips and hard body with him.
Storm moved from over her and sat by her side. When
he looked down at her, still lying on her back in the grass, there was a rueful
expression on his face. “I
and a car zoomed pass, so close that Dani’s heart leaped into her throat and
she couldn’t even scream. “Please, Storm, please,” she whimpered, “This is
scary. I want to stop.” This wasn’t Dani the practical, Dani the brave. This
was Dani the wimp but she didn’t care if the whole world knew it. She just
wanted to get off that motorcycle and on to solid ground. Now.
Storm must not have heard her because he kept on
going, slow and steady at first then a little faster until he was keeping up
with the rest of the traffic and passing some of the slower cars on the road.
To his credit, he did not take the ramp that led to the highway even though
that route would have made for a far more exhilarating ride. Instead, he
turned off the main road and headed for a side road with just the odd car or
van passing by.
They rode for several more miles and with each passing
minute Dani’s tension eased until she was pressed against Storm, not out of
fear, but simply because she was reveling in this one chance she was getting to
hold him close. Finally, they arrived at a wide open field with strips of
paved road stretching for miles. It looked like an abandoned airport with
runways that now lay bare. It was here that Storm let his baby fly.
Dani screamed but this time it was from the thrill of
racing down a runway at full speed, feeling like they were in a plane ready to
take off. With her adrenalin pumping, her heart racing and her mouth gone dry,
all she could do was cling to Storm and shriek.
When he finally slowed the super powerful machine and
pulled it off the runway Dani was panting like a dog in need of water. She
slid off the back of the motorbike, unbuckled her helmet and staggered over to
the grassy bank where she flopped down.
Storm laughed at her dramatic departure then he set
the bike to stand, took off his helmet and went to sit beside her in the
grass. He looked like he was trying to seem casual but he, too, was breathing
hard.
Dani looked up at him as he leaned over her and she
burst out in uncontrollable laughter. She had never felt so exhilarated in her
life. This man had scared her half to death and then he had dragged her over
the edge, past her fear, and into a daredevil realm that had her wanting more.
When her laughter finally died down she was still breathless. “That was the
greatest,” she whispered as she stared up into his laughing dark eyes.
But then as she stared up at him something in his eyes
changed. The laughter disappeared and he was looking down at her with an
intensity that took her breath away.
As he lowered his head, blocking the sky from view,
she closed her eyes and stayed still, afraid to move and break the spell.
And then she felt it, his mouth pressing against hers,
firm yet mobile, demanding her response.
And she gave it. She responded with an eagerness that
surprised her. She must still be high from the ride because, instead of
pulling away in shock, she pressed her lips against his and her hands slid up
and around his back.
He must have taken that as license to go farther
because his tongue teased then probed and then he was plundering her mouth with
a fervor that spoke of pent-up passion.
Dani answered in kind, kissing back boldly, giving in
to the raw desire that flooded through her. Then she was clinging to him,
pulling him into her, drowning in the feel of his rock-hard chest against her
breasts.
When he drew back to look down at her she moaned,
wanting more of the same. Her nipples were hard as pebbles and she could feel
a trace of moisture between her legs. Even if she were of a different mind
there was no denying it. Her body wanted him. But now he was moving away from
her, taking his sweet lips and hard body with him.
Storm moved from over her and sat by her side. When
he looked down at her, still lying on her back in the grass, there was a rueful
expression on his face. “I
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