He’s hot, he’s dominant, he’s,

THE MOTORCYCLE MASTER

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IF YOU’VE READ IT,  IF YOU’RE READING IT, IF YOU’RE ABOUT TO READ IT,

HERE’S YOUR SOUNDTRACK.

GIVE ME A REASON TO LOVE YOU

 

WAKE ME UP INSIDE

HOW YOU REMIND ME

SNIPPET

Placing his helmet on the coffee table he turned to make a comment, but the flimsy knot she’d tied had fallen open, and the robe fell apart revealing a wide strip of her naked body. Wordlessly he ambled back to her, slipped an arm around her waist, and holding her tightly, he gazed into her soft green eyes.
“Do you always answer your door half-naked?”
“No, I’m usually completely naked except for black stilettos.”
Though she was staring back at him with challenge in her eyes, his firm grip around her waist, and the smoldering hunger emanating from his gaze, was melting her.
“What am I going to do with you?” he murmured, his lips curling in a wry grin.
“You have to ask?”

MOTORCYLE MASTER:
Bad Boy Angel

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